On the next day, at the first light of dawn.
Just as dawn broke above the horizon.
Whoo-
At the eastern dock by the sea, the Black Pearl Fleet set sail, its steam whistle bellowing!
Clip-clop, clip-clop~
On a street paved with black stones located exactly opposite in West City.
Black hooves shattered the cool, thin fog of the early morning, pulling a black carriage that sped by, eventually stopping at the grey-black entrance of the Patrol Department.
Colin stepped out of the coach, casting a wistful glance towards the east.
'That sound of the steam whistle... must mean the merchant fleet has already set sail.
It will be half a year before they return...'
He withdrew his gaze and pushed open the door to enter the Patrol Department.
"Good morning... Luke." After entering, he paused slightly, greeting Luke with some surprise.
He hadn't expected Luke to be on duty today.
"Good morning." Luke greeted back with a smile, also a bit surprised.