Thorns

(Stop mumbling and spit it out alr—)

Are you one of the people watching?

Urgh...

Back then, Doctor, I was still aboard your ship. I once considered dropping the anchor, ending my life of wandering, to settle on Rhodes Island. But no one can stay in one place forever, and every journey has its end. What truly matters is that we have each other in this moment.

This region between me and the supply point... All the map shows is a name.

You know, the way you talk is really annoying.

Should still be edible, at least.

No. Once it's fixed, they'll leave the Salt Flat for the ocean. Then I'll stay behind and continue to hone my skills in both swordplay and alchemy.

If, and I mean, IF we fail...

He really should go out into the world and broaden his horizons, if the opportunity presents itself.

The sea's much calmer than I imagined. The day I set out to sea, the voices that once called my name from the depths no longer echoed in my ears.

There's nothing to apologize for.

Iberia in its Golden Age may have been arrogant, but at least there was something to be proud of, compared to the shambled state it's in today.

The ship needs to shake them! We can't wait for you!

I don't deny being at the cemetery, but I—

...This many messages? Really?

We'll find out soon.

No idea. Deeper in, I suppose.

The rusted alloy has been successfully isolated. The newly added alloy has been successfully integrated.

Shut it.