It's been two days since the spy incident happened.
The Pope and Rachana, who were still rushing with the rest of the Vanderford Princes through a flying beast, we're now seeing the blue skyline of the ocean.
"There it is, the Vanderford Ocean…" Rachana's eyes flickered in a complicated light.
She never thought that she would be going back to this place without even having to use her powers for the war.
'D*mn! If not for that failure of a Crown Prince we would have been invading the gorge at the moment! I would have gotten a hold of the Third Prince right now!' Rachana clenched her fist in frustration.
She felt like it was really a waste of time to come back to the main continent to meet Lord Raven. She did not understand the value of coming back to the continent at all.
'He could have just sent his orders to us through mental communication?!'
'Why does he even need us to come back?'
