One week later in the morning, Horn still wore a Cuban-collared shirt, holding a coconut while standing on the dock.
Overhead, dark clouds were swirling, and lightning surged.
Although it was considered a cloudy day now, it was likely to rain again in less than two hours.
This was the rainy season at Black Snake Bay.
Standing on the pier, followed by Jeanne and a group of others, Horn with dark circles under his eyes, bid farewell to Ottatila and others on the shore: "No need to see me off further."
The numerous council members on the shore repeatedly waved their hands: "Just to ensure you have safely set off."
Incidentally, many council members added in their hearts, confirming that he had truly departed.
During the week at Black Snake Bay, the sun had indeed troubled the local secret council members significantly.
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