The power of the ship's cannons was impressive, but it fell short against the large group of Terrorclaw Birds. The high-caliber magitech cannons designed to deal with large targets felt more like anti-aircraft guns shooting at mosquitoes. The barrage of eight cannons looked spectacular, like fireworks shooting up into the sky. However, most of the Terrorclaw Birds were agile enough to avoid the explosive power of the Magic element. Moreover, the long charging time for each shot gave them ample opportunity to quickly approach the Eastern Starship.

"Damn it! There are too many of them!" The captain cursed as he slammed his fist against the railing. He could clearly hear the sound of the Terrorclaw Birds' wings cutting through the air and the occasional scraping sound as their claws grazed the ship's hull.

The captain had retired from military service and took up the position as captain of the Eastern Starship to pursue a more peaceful life, enjoying tea, reading books, and cultivating his literary knowledge – at least that's how he saw it. That was why he had vehemently opposed the installation of a magitech cannon system by the technical geeks from the Magitech Capital's Equipment Development Department when the Eastern Starship was being built. What did a passenger ship need with a weapon system? It was not supposed to be like a warship, after all.

Now, it seemed that besides those eight cannons, it was a bit of a mistake not to have a weapons arsenal and one hundred and eighty Gatling guns that emitted blue flames...

The captain silently thought to himself.

"Don't daydream, Captain! The outside is already filled with hordes of Terrorclaw Birds." Fatina's reminder, accompanied by the sound of the flapping gigantic wings, echoed in his ears. Then, a figure descended from the sky, gripping the neck of a Terrorclaw Bird disproportionately small compared to itself with its right hand, and slammed it heavily onto the floor of the corridor. A shallow crater was created as the bird's tough neck, along with its head, shattered upon impact.

"Little Fatina is becoming more reliable... But don't think that I was daydreaming. I was contemplating life," the captain said, tapping his own head lightly with his left hand while slowly reaching into the inside pocket of his long coat with his right hand. He turned around and walked towards the direction of the foredeck.

"Is there a difference?" The girl couldn't help but comment as she quickly followed along, anxiously asking, "Captain, what's the plan next? Even if the shields are successfully activated, there will still be a large number of Terrorclaw Birds trapped inside..."

"Why bother asking? Of course, we continue to activate them," the captain calmly replied. "As for those birds... they may be a handful, but in the end, they're just birds. We just need to eliminate them all."

As he spoke, his right hand swiftly swung to the side, pulling out a pistol-like small magical gun. With a single shot, he blew off the head of one Terrorclaw Bird that was hovering around the side of the hull.

"It seems I've indeed grown old. It might take a bit more effort later on. But there's no help for it. After all, I'm the captain, and I have to protect the ship and the passengers properly, damn it!"

"Captain, be careful with your language. You're losing your civilized manners," Fatina coolly retorted as she followed behind.

"Who cares about that in an emergency situation! Since it's a battle, I might as well go back to my old ways of cursing while annihilating my enemies!" The captain felt a bit embarrassed but remained unyielding.

The two of them arrived at the empty deck where the passengers had been evacuated, standing back to back and surveying the countless birds surrounding them.

As a commercial cruise ship, there weren't any real defenses on board. Although the captain's crew was physically strong and could handle ordinary pirates, they would be nothing more than sacrificial pawns against these large birds.

"But don't panic! It's not a big problem. The two of us are enough," the captain said confidently, raising his magical gun while standing back to back with Fatina. "Let the passengers stay in the relatively safer cabins. We are the most attractive targets for them. And then, we'll wipe them out in one fell swoop. Isn't it a perfect plan?"

"First of all, Captain, you just stopped me from doing this.Then...Miss Fatina seemed to have the tendency to explode with anger, and her tone sounded like she wanted to kill someone,' If you touch my butt again while we're so close together, I won't mind taking out the captain first before annihilating this bunch of Terrormaw Birds!'

"Cough! Cough!""Someone awkwardly withdrew their hand,' Um, it's not my fault, my hand has a mind of its own."

"Captain, can't you stop fooling around?!"

At that moment, most of the Terrormaw Birds that were still flying around the East Polar Star seemed to have given up on the idea of directly destroying this tin can, and almost all of their attention was focused on the two people on the foredeck.

"They're coming."

The captain opened his cloak to reveal not only a holster for another magic gun, but also a long row of magic gems used as Yuan, and Fatina also raised her fists to her chest in a combat stance. Her breathing gradually calmed down, and she faintly seemed to have the demeanor of an immortal from Shen Zhou who could punch the heavens.

But just as the two of them struck a pose and were ready to start fighting, the top of the East Polar Star suddenly lit up with a faint blue light.

Both of them almost simultaneously felt the temperature around them drop, to the point where they could even feel the chill.

This was quite unimaginable. It was already heading towards midsummer at this time of year, especially out at sea. Even if there was a sea breeze, how extreme must the cold be for practitioners who had cultivated their martial skills and could use Chi to feel this temperature change?

In the next second, they realized the source of the cooling.

Looking from the foredeck, above the eight layers of the ship's roof, small blue dots first lit up, followed by an ice ring that quickly expanded at a speed almost too fast for the naked eye to keep up with, forming a round and smooth radiating arc.

And the Terrormaw Birds that were gathered on the same level in the sky turned into ice sculptures and shattered neatly in the instant they were brushed by the "ice ring", then they fell into the sea or crashed into the deck, turning into a pile of ice powder.

A single sword almost wiped out half of the Terrormaw Birds, which was terrifying to say the least.

"Captain, what is this?"

Fatina was a little dumbfounded, thinking it was some kind of ace in the hole for the captain, she looked at him in astonishment, only to find that the captain himself was a bit confused.

But it was worthy of being the captain who claimed to have sailed the seven seas for more than twenty years. Although he was completely shocked in his heart, he quickly regained his composure on the surface, and even wanted to light a cigarette (but he didn't).

Recalling the passenger list, the eighth floor...owned by Chu from the Eastern Empire, and they said they invited an important guest.

"So the important guest is the Silver War Maiden? No wonder...it is indeed terrifying."

The captain decisively turned off the safety of the magic gun and put it back in the holster," It looks like it's not our business today, how comfortable."

"Huh?" Fatina continued to show a bewildered expression filled with girlishness," Wait, captain, what did you say? Why did you suddenly put the gun away! Silver War Maiden... is it that Silver War Maiden?!"

...

On the roof, the observation platform, which was in a mess with tables, chairs, and parasols being messed up by the Terrormaw Birds, Princess stood in the center of the ice shards, maintaining her sword-swinging posture, looking quite unhappy.

How can you be in a good mood when you're interrupted during a massage?

Mimi's massage technique was quite comfortable! The godly technique, combined with the warm heat, was even more comfortable than taking a hot bath...but when Tiran stood up and swung his sword, he realized that half of his clothes had been taken off at some point, and the maid next to him had a face full of infatuation and was too dangerous.

Ahem!

In short, to describe Miss Tiran's mood, it's like being asleep in a warm bed on a cold winter day, only to have someone lift the covers and open the windows, letting in the cold wind at four in the morning.

This lady is angry and wants to bite someone!

Normally, when this happens, the usual routine is for the angry Miss Tiran to take it out on her sister, Aya. But since Aya is not here today, we won't be fighting with her. Instead, the unfortunate one is the Dreadbeak.

Super Compression Frosthaze Circle Slash.

A naming style that is so ridiculously chuunibyou that even Tiran is too embarrassed to shout it out loud. Though it's already quite embarrassing to shout out your moves during a fight.

Using the same compression method as before, but instead of dispersing the chilled air at random, it's compressed into a slashing attack released in a circular motion. The ice ring the captain sees is actually the compressed frosty sword aura.

Although this attack depleted all of Tiran's Chi reserves, the princess has an infinite mana cheat, so she's not worried at all. Just breathe, breathe, breathe, okay, full mana again, let's release another one.

"By the way, what kind of situation is this? Is this route always this crazy?"

With her crystal wings extending, Tiran slowly rises into the air, scanning her surroundings. She sees the Dreadbeaks that were swept away by her previous attack now screeching and flying far away, through the still-opening magic shield.

On the front deck, which is also a bit of a mess due to the Dreadbeaks, the captain and Fatina heave a sigh of relief.

At least the crisis has been averted.

A wave of sea beasts and a flock of Dreadbeaks. What kind of day is it today? Did these guys plan to have a party somewhere?

"Princess, please be careful. There could be unexpected situations."

Mimi doesn't have the same stable flying ability as Tiran, so she can only remind her on the ship.

"Don't worry, with my current recovery level, I'm not afraid of attacks at that level. Even if it's a siege beast, I'll slash it for you...?"

As Tiran says this, she suddenly feels that something is amiss.

What the hell is this shadow?

"Where did this come from? What the f*ck!"

The captain almost widened his eyes, looking incredulous, at the direction of the stern.

Sea beasts or Dreadbeaks, although they are troublesome, as long as you deal with them properly, there shouldn't be a problem.

But with the appearance of that tens of meters high black shadow, everything seems irreversible.

A tsunami? How is it even formed? Just a few seconds ago, that side was a calm sea surface!

Even Tiran, who is flying in the air with the widest view, didn't notice how that water wall, which was already a few hundred meters away, appeared. It's as if some admin used a command to generate it directly at the stern.

But if it were someone else, it would be fine. Since I'm here, I can handle a mere tens-of-meters tall tsunami.

Vibrating her wings, she flies towards the pressuring tsunami, raising her long sword in her hand. She gathers and compresses her Chi, which had just recovered not long ago.

"Eat my forty-meter-long sword!"

The ice blue giant blade falls, splitting the giant wave into two before it reaches her. With a loud noise, the waves reluctantly separate and recede to both sides.

"Like this—"

Tiran couldn't help but let out a sigh, feeling a sense of relief.

But it seems that Lady Luck is determined to curse the Eastern Star today.

She splits the giant wave with her sword, but what she sees is not a calm and waveless sea.

If Tiran had not been sent out when the demon king and the abyssal dragon fought in The Realm, she would have recognized this scene as familiar.

The towering waves in the sky relentlessly surged towards the world, as if they were about to shatter it into pieces, with a water wall of almost pitch-black deep blue.

Cause? At this moment, the Princess, with her mind completely blank, had no thoughts for such matters.

There was only one phrase in her mind.

Damn it, why!