After his eyes adjusted, an immensely vast landscape unfolded before him.
The clear azure sky stretched endlessly, occasionally dotted with white clouds, while the deep blue sea was equally boundless, with only a few ships embedded in its expanse.
At the sight, Colin couldn't help but exhale softly, his expression uplifted.
No further hesitation.
"Set sail," he commanded in a deep voice.
Though his tone was calm, it couldn't hide his anticipation and nervousness.
Boom.
At his command,
The steam engine suddenly roared to life, and puffs of dark grey smoke drifted from the Sea Swallow's thick chimney.
The propeller at the stern began to slowly rotate, and before long, white foam was churned up.
The ship also gradually began to move.
A gentle breeze blew as Colin turned his head to look back.
Under the dome of the steel crisscrossed shipyard, a mustached salesman stood respectfully by the dock waving farewell to them.