To the Love Born in the Lowest Place

“We should board the ship now.”

When Hayden said that, Liv gave a brief greeting to Anne.

“Then see you again, Miss Wolfe. At that time, we’ll meet in slightly different positions.”

“...”

While Anne stood still as if her feet were glued to the spot, looking at Liv, they boarded the ship. A little later, as the ship set sail and the soldiers spread out at the port receded, Liv’s mood lightened considerably. They had succeeded in completely shaking off the Emperor’s forces and leaving this country.

‘Of course, I’m worried about Emmett...’

Liv would have to quickly finish her business and return. She clenched her fist and steeled her resolve.

* * *

Liv hurriedly closed the cabin window. A salty smell was mixed in the wind.

“Sister, are you... okay with the sea?”

Knowing that Liv disliked the sea, Hildegard asked, and Liv shook her head.

“No, I don’t feel good. The voices of the gods are much stronger than usual. But I can endure it.”