One unlucky student had been made to suffer, but the operation progressed markedly faster because of it.
Professor Thunderstride found the Sangoria flower’s location in an instant, and the Shadow Patrol hunters swept up the sea monsters in the shipping lanes as if they meant to wipe them out entirely.
Professor Voladi and his talented apprentice handled the monsters hiding among the islets and reefs.
“... That’s enough for today. Let’s head back and rest.” Professor Thunderstride told the crew.
The sailors tilted their heads in mild surprise, then nodded.
“Understood.”
‘I feel like we could keep going...’ ‘The wizard must have his reasons.
After rushing over like that, he might still be exhausted.’
Because the work had been done so efficiently, the sailors were less tired than they would have been.
They could have run the ship longer, but since the command had come from the wizard, they assumed he had thought it through and obediently turned the bow around without hesitation.
Professor Lightningstride looked puzzled. “Are you tired?”
“No, not at all.”
“Then why stop? Push a bit more and we could finish this area today.”
“... I just feel sorry for the Wodanaz lad.”
“......”
Lightningstride stared at Ihan, who was walking off the island with Voladi, then he nodded.
“You’re right.”