Chapter 118 Second-Hand Ship

It was already evening, and the sunset neared the ocean surface.

"Liii—Liii—"

White seabirds flapped their wings overhead in the dimming sky, heading toward their nests. Their intermittent cries made the brilliant sunset clouds on the distant horizon seem even lonelier.

The rich orange and yellow glow of the sunset illuminated the area.

On a street, Colin strolled slowly, listening attentively to Mod, who was walking beside him, explaining in detail.

"...So, to sum up, there are three vessels of the same class as the Sea Swallow among the second-hand ships, and I personally recommend the first one to you," Mod said.

Colin nodded absently and asked,

"Tell me in detail about the reasons you recommend the first second-hand vessel."

He looked at the gradually setting sun distantly, seemingly listening to Mod's explanation, but his mind was somewhat preoccupied with what he had heard earlier at the auction house.

A moment later.