Upon hearing the command, the young man did not hesitate and immediately leaped off the ship.
Splash—
He jumped towards the direction of the sea, his figure quickly disappearing amidst the waves, swallowed by the ocean, leaving no trace.
Yet at the same time, Ronald and Catherine felt a slight magic fluctuation, exactly at the position where the young man had entered the water.
The spell he was using was evidently related to the seawater, and required being in it to be effective.
The people on shore did not wait long.
Only after a few breaths, the young man resurfaced from the water by the shore.
Interestingly, even though he had been fully submerged, upon leaving the water, not a single drop remained on him, a clear effect of the spell.
"Master Warner Son, indeed there is a considerable number of things approaching from afar. If my experience is correct, it should be a fleet of more than ten ships!"
The young man's face was grave as he reported the information.
