Recovery: Part 2

The waters near the port of Huaisha.

On a medium-sized warship.

"What?! Go back?!" A bald man stared at his partner in disbelief. "I just found the way here, and the boss wants us to go back?!"

"Xilin gave in, but on the condition that all the offshore warships leave, so we have no work for the time being," Kamir said calmly.

"It's that simple?" The bald man could not imagine how much it took to feed the greedy nobles of the country for them to be willing to give such orders.

"It's that simple." Kamir did not care. He had merely been on vacation from start to finish, anyway. It was the bald man who had been doing all the work.

"What about the Azurewing we lost..." asked the bald man.

"There will be compensation," Kamir answered casually. "But, it looks like a temporary move, just a show for other countries."

"Like Miga." The bald man suddenly understood.