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No, This Isn't

A sharp howl rose. Your voice was sent out from the Sea Shaker's Control Tower on White Spring Island in the middle of the Broken Sea Domain. With the help of sound wave magic, it swept across the entire island in an instant.

Invasion, highest alert, emergency.

The prosperous and noisy docks, streets, custom streets, and holiday villages of the islands instantly became dead silent. Then, an even greater clamor erupted. The well-dressed nobles rushed to the nearest underground shelter under the escort of guards and stewards, while the ordinary people were flustered and at a loss.