Sandro was admiring the dazzling fireworks by the window.

He rarely poured himself a glass of wine and raised it towards the sea.

"Klei, it's a regret that you and he achieved nothing, farewell, my friend."

Solomon was also watching the fireworks.

Solomon sensed the anomaly on the sea, glanced back from the hotel's tall building, then continued looking at the report in his hand.

"General, it seems to be the Sun God Sect people. Should we send someone to check it out?"

asked his subordinate.

"No need, the Sun God Sect didn't achieve anything in Wenster this time; it's not worth paying attention to. Our most important task now is to find the King of the Beihai."

"Understood."

The scene shifts back to the sea.

The rain finally fell again, in the pitch-black night.

The blinding light had completely dissipated.

The deck was charred black.

In fact, the entire ship had turned blackened.

In the end, Casar's extreme self-combustion caused significant damage to the ship.

Fortunately, this was Ramon's ship, a luxurious ocean vessel he prepared specifically to please Casar, made of extraordinary materials.

Despite the damage, it was still capable of sailing the sea.

Ethan, at the last moment, rolled with Anya into the passage leading to the lower hold.

So he wasn't severely injured, just felt a prickling heat on his back.

As for Virel, long before absolute darkness descended, Anya had already taken him into the passage.

Because Ethan had already prepared a strategy before the battle, which was to retreat immediately upon sensing the onset of darkness.

But in the end, Anya couldn't put Ethan out of her mind and came back.

"Young master, you can... let go of me now. It's tight, I can't breathe."

Anya blushed inexplicably, hoping the young master didn't see.

It wasn't a completely bad feeling actually...

But it's better to leave it at that.

After all, the young master seemed injured.

"I'm out of strength. Can you help me?" Ethan said with a bitter smile.

He truly was out of strength.

Killing Casar seemed quick in the process, but every moment of planning and scheming in between immensely drained Ethan's mental energy.

Especially the final confrontation with Casar.

It wasn't easy at all.

While Casar gazed at him, he also looked at Casar.

Casar saw divinity, while he saw the scorching sun.

If he hadn't taken the Blood of Truth before setting off, possessed the blessing of the 'True God's Name', he feared he would have turned to ash alongside Casar.

"Okay..." Anya took a while to catch her breath before slipping out from Ethan's embrace.

Ethan was indeed severely injured.

The skin on his back was all charred black.

Anya hurriedly took out emergency medicine, starting to attend to Ethan's wounds.

At this time, Virel had somewhat recovered, got up from the floor, and said, "Young master, I'll go check on the engine room and take control of the ship."

With Casar dead, there was no one left on the ship who could stop them.

This was also Ethan's original plan.

First kill Casar, then take over the ship, creating the illusion of continuing towards the Old Continent, while in reality, circle back and head towards Saint Kuanti.

Saint Kuanti has a non-freezing port.

Even before this operation, Ethan had discreetly sent a lot of supplies and people to Saint Kuanti.

Because he had investments in Saint Kuanti, sending things over in advance wasn't unusual.

Ten minutes later, Ethan was in a much better state.

His wounds had been initially treated, and his strength had gradually returned.

Meanwhile, Virel returned to report.

There were actually survivors on the ship, the captain and two crew members were still alive in the engine room.

They were not followers of the Sun God Sect, but hired by Ramon with money.

Virel didn't kill them but let them continue navigating the ship towards Saint Kuanti, where they'd naturally be released.

"Thanks for your hard work." Ethan finally managed to stand up from the ground.

"But young master, you need to come out and take a look. After Casar's death, he seems to have left something behind," Virel said uncertainly.

On the deck, the rain was still falling.

Yet, when it landed on a certain place, it continued to evaporate ceaselessly.

That place was precisely where Casar had completely disintegrated himself.

At this moment, a crystal-like object was lying there, emitting the glow and heat of the sun.

"It's a True Name relic, something only left behind when a high-rank True Name wielder dies, usable for alchemical items, but if mishandled, will cause pollution."

It was then Vincent's voice sounded, and he emerged, supporting himself with shadows, from the passage.

"Your injuries are severe, no need to come up." Ethan looked at him and said.

"It's okay, just minor injuries, I've been through worse. I'm fine; I just wanted to breathe some free air."

Though Vincent was weak, he was gradually regaining vitality.

"I never thought you'd really pull it off, Ethan."

His tone was filled with surprise and a sense of relief.

"It's a pity, Klei is dead."

Uttering these words, Ethan was still a bit somber.

"Klei... is dead?" Vincent was also taken aback.

"Let's go into the cabin and search; there should be wine on the ship. Let's have a drink to warm up."

After going to sea, the air was not as humid as in Wenster, increasingly colder as it was indeed winter, and this was the Beihai.

Eventually, they selected the cabin where Casar had stayed, dealt with his belongings, then settled down around it.

As for the crystal left behind by Casar's death, under Vincent's instructions, it was covered with shadows to reduce its heat, then pressed with the ice reserved on the ship and transferred to the cabin.

"So, Klei died for me."

Ethan recounted the causes and consequences of Klei's death.

After hearing this, Vincent felt even more remorseful.

"Vincent, you don't need to feel this way, I think Klei definitely wouldn't want you carrying too much guilt. He died with a smile on his face."

With that, Ethan poured a glass of wine for Vincent.

Indeed, there were plenty of good wines hidden on the ship by Ramon.

"What we need to do is avenge him, so that he can truly die with a smile on his face."

Ethan also picked up a glass of wine.

Everyone lightly clinked their glasses.

Ethan drank it all in one go, then walked to the porthole, looking at the dark, rolling sea outside, and said in his heart.

Klei, can you see this?

Laughter will have its day.

I've achieved half of it.

The remaining half, I will help you reclaim it too.

Just give me some more time, Wenster, I will return.

The debts Sandro owes us, I will collect them one by one.

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