One... two... four...
Everyone noticed the Imperial warships emerging on the sea surface, the environment around Seagull Port was forced back to bleak winter, and many small nation sailors collapsed in fear to the ground.
The Empire's notorious reputation was long etched into every corner of the Age of Exploration.
In the command cabin of the Black Dream's main ship, Osguta stood respectfully aside. He sneaked a glance at his superior, Count Elio, with an expression of 'You better think of a solution.'
Elio shrugged, indicating his helplessness.
"You have failed your duty, Count Elio."
The next moment, a cold and arrogant voice penetrated Elio's ears.
"Even the newborn Ark Kingdom can swallow a complete Alliance fleet, why did you let another Alliance legion escape?"
In the main seat of the command cabin sat a young woman dressed in a deep black tight military uniform.
