Mana...

With all the preparations complete, the ship set sail.

It would be a long time before I set foot on land again— not until we reached the Demon Continent.

Of course, I wasn’t the only one who knew we’d be attacked. The Hero knew it, too.

Seeing him prepare for the attack in advance confirmed it.

Unlike me, who knew for certain from information about the game, the Hero had only learned about it indirectly through everything he’d experienced so far. I’d thought he couldn’t be sure an attack was coming, but apparently that wasn’t the case.

Or maybe he was simply preparing for the possibility of something unexpected.

It was probably the latter.

The Hero had said he’d decided to prepare for anything that might cause an unforeseen variable, so an attack on the ship crossing to the continent must have been one of the things he’d planned for.

I gazed down at the enormous hull cutting through the waves, fascinated.

I’d been on a ship before, back in my old world, but then I’d only boarded one to look around. This time, I was taking a ship to travel through a fantasy world...