Meanwhile, off the coast of Baltimore, the scars of battle remained even three years later. A merchant fleet that transferred goods between the mainland, the continent and the demon empire sailed like normal.
The merchant guild of Baltimore restructured completely three years ago with a new leader, supported by his wife. In the past, the continent didn't trade well with the mainland and even avoided the other nations.
"Phew..." A muscular male wiped his brow, the sun shimmering off his head.
"My dear, it's time to eat something." A tall woman with firm muscles held a tray in her hands, keeping the food and drink perfectly still despite the ship swaying. Her narrow eyes focused on her husband.
"Oh? Thank you, my dear wife."
'It's a shame my intense workout to become strong made me completely bald though... But Martha loves my new physique!'
Many of the tanned sailors chuckled and made jokes about this interaction.
