"Morick, is there any result from the pilot room?"
"Your Highness, although the sea conditions are good, since the world changed, not even the finest sailors can ensure they comprehend the navigational status as they used to. Unless... would you agree to use the Prophetic Spell here?"
"..."
"I trust everyone and believe they can pave the way through the unknown and confusion. The prophecy and such should be left to the big folks later."
Inside the room on the bridge.
Princess Claudia was conversing with her knight.
Her Highness clearly wished not to convey any negative information to her subordinates, but practically, both knew the difficulties they faced in sailing now, merely unspoken in the tacit atmosphere.
Mid-June, it's not even a week since they left [Nikos].
But the challenges of the voyage truly began to unfold at this time.
