Chapter 68: LXVIII. Charisma Time
Three days later.
East Sea Domain.
The boundless ocean stretched endlessly.
The sea was a deep blue, the sky clear for miles, a picturesque clear sky.
The SS Fuma Keqing Revenge sailed on the sea, a massive vessel of forty-six meters powered by its sails cutting through the waves, a truly magnificent sight.
The journey from the East Shore to Heaven Port required a lengthy sailing time, and all sailors worked in shifts, never stopping for a moment.
The process of sailing was far less interesting than one might imagine; instead, it was incredibly tedious.
Ship’s doctor’s cabin.
Mika picked up gauze and scissors, opening the bottle of wound cleaning solution.
Goria gazed out of the porthole at the rolling waves, her beauty matching exactly the prints on the newspapers, but her pale blue hair was somewhat disheveled, untended. Showering on board involved tethering a bucket with ropes to collect seawater, as the allocation of fresh water for drinking was carefully planned and couldn’t be wasted like this.
She was not at all accustomed to such conditions, and being an adventurer was by no means a clean profession. There would be places to stay on the way to Heaven Port, where she could find an inn to bathe on shore.