623 621 After the commercial fleet (1/2)

Returning to Seftento, the town was already in havoc. A lot of people are going right and left in the harbor.

Small and large ships docked in the harbour, some of them with broken masts and burnt marks.

Must be a commercial fleet ship.

But for that, the numbers were small. It would be about a fifth of the total. No way, all those numbers of ships have sunk?

At the corner of that harbor the adventurers gathered to stare at the Great Warcraft with a stern face.

They only look pretty small from here, but the adventurers who know the lake know exactly how big it is.

Looks like they noticed Fran right away. Well, obviously, you're back on the big wolf from where the anomaly happened. It would be natural to stand out.

”Ooh! Could it be Princess Black Thunder?

”Ah! It's true! The Black Thunder Princess!

”Hey, what happened! What's that?

He calls out to me mouth-to-mouth.

”There's a big warcraft out there”

”Well, if you look...”

”I don't know the details either. More than that, I'd like to hear some.”

”Yeah? What?

”Have you seen Sierra?

”Sierra?

”Oh, that kid, right? No, I didn't.”

”Yes...”

After all, I couldn't ask what Zelaisse did with Sierra. I guess Fran still cares about Sierra's whereabouts.

But it doesn't seem to be witnessed in the seftent. I'm not caught up in our perception either.

I couldn't look any further now.

”And what happened to the commercial fleet?

”It's terrible.”

”I didn't know the fleet was going to be there.”

The adventurers taught me with a dark face.

It seems that quite a few ships were damaged and quite a few people died as a result of Modoki's raids and the Big Bang.

Still, he said the ship, which was safe, managed to dock dispersed in the surrounding towns, allowing a large number of humans to disembark.

There were many particularly damaged ships berthed in Ceftento, and until earlier people were rescued.

”Now, I'm checking the identities of the deceased. That's the square there.”

”Yes.”

I'll show you around.

We went to the square.

The square is lined with large numbers of humans and a dozen bodies. It hurts to see people crying over the bodies of people they were close to.

Especially the screaming cries of children, they don't do it.

I could see Fran holding his fist and quietly pushing his anger to death. I feel the same way.