Chapter 393 - 156. Iceberg Queen
The Southern Ocean’s noon sun was fiercely strong, and Fisher’s group on their small wooden boat had no shelter from the relentless heat, leaving them all directly exposed to the clear sky overhead.
Old Jack carefully removed all of his bartender attire from the upper half of his body and constructed a rudimentary shelter in one corner of the boat to protect Dian Dian and Karma from sunburn.
He, like Fisher, was shirtless and stood at the bow, watching the boat’s direction.
They had been sailing for a full day and night since leaving Saint Nali, and during that time, Moli had dived in to catch some oddly shaped fish to serve as food.
Fisher wasn’t familiar with the ocean’s seafood, the only types he knew were those available for purchase in the Saint Nali market, and at the moment, he wasn’t sure whether the colorful, big-headed fish before him was edible.
Moli assured him it was edible, not poisonous, but he was still wary; the physiology between Whale-men and humans wasn’t just slightly different. Fisher and Old Jack tentatively tried it first, making sure it was safe before offering it to Isabella and the three little Mouse Ladies, along with a share for their little mouse offspring.
Since boarding the ship, Isabella had mostly kept to herself in a corner of the wooden boat, silent and visibly dispirited. At night, Fisher had even glimpsed her curled up and crying. If Moli hadn’t coaxed her to eat, she might have starved on board.
Fisher didn’t try to counsel her much, as his mind was occupied with Elizabeth’s situation. He chose to focus intensely on the matters at hand to escape the haunting thoughts.
"We’re almost at Schwali’s usual route..."
Old Jack and Fisher stood at the bow, looking out at the ocean, which seemed unchanging. Old Jack had no concept of navigation and relied on Fisher and Moli for an approximate sense of direction.
Old Jack scanned the horizon, but evidently, he found nothing conclusive.