CCCXXIX. Spring Rain

February 5th.

Black Sail was in utter chaos.

Although Doringger hadn't made a move against them in the past couple of days, the situation was dire.

A fast ship they had sent out found the SS Fuma Keqing Revenge five hundred nautical miles away, its rigging completely damaged, and its hull wrecked by one-fourth. Currents had nearly swept it off course, lost contact entirely; there were many driftwoods and fragments of other ships nearby.

Liszt...was most likely dead already.

February 8th.

The news spread back to the inn.

It reeked...of defeat.

"Clearly, you've failed to fulfill your duty to watch over Fafna; we will take her back to the Holy Spirit Church."

Although Fen had done everything in his power to keep it under wraps, especially from Taylor and another fence leader knowing.

Still, the high-ranking members of Black Sail, including those from the Holy Spirit Church, had all become privy to the news.

"Whoever dares to leave, I'll kill them! This isn't over yet!"