CCIII. Fate/Stay Night

"Not a single moment did he rejoice over the hard-won success, for he immediately rushed to the battlefield to initiate a crew vote."

Connecting to the Immortal Emperor.

Mika.

It was still the unrefurbished navigation room.

The stolen high-end table covered with expensive silk cloth, while the surrounding walls were full of axe and sword marks, a complete mismatch.

The flame within the lantern flickered, casting a somber atmosphere.

Mika's eyes were brooding, his ten fingers clasping his chin as he sat at the long table, his lips tightly sealed.

All key members had already taken their places.

The rule on the ship was, once out at sea, all crew members must participate in voting.

But if it did not involve financial interests, as well as decisions related to safety and navigation.

For example, choosing who to be the sous chef, who to promote to soldier leader, if there were disagreements among the core members, they could also decide by internal vote.