Heading to the Farthest Island

“People in those days used to say,” the Dyan continued, ”that the ship would only sail if someone with great magic asked it to.”

“I see, huh?”

“You said you wanted to get to Svarnabhumi as soon as possible, didn't you?”

“Yeah... My only goal right now is for the people who are currently there. And I'm making sure that they won't escape my grasp!”

For a glimpse, the middle-aged woman could see a streak of black light covering the eyes of the man beside her.

Only, she had no desire to inquire further. However, she could sense that it was an extremely frightening aura.

“So,” she said after clearing her throat once. “Your only hope is that old ship, young man. Although it's an old ship and not very big, it's still decent and powerful.”

Mathias let out a deeper breath with his arms folded across his chest.

From the look in his eyes, as if he could already see the ship in question, he grinned faintly.

“Let me guess,” he said, ”the way to the island isn't that easy, am I wrong?”

“That's what