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"Karl! Kaaaaarl—!
"Ugh, you're gonna make me go deaf! What's the matter?"
"Is this really the time to be so relaxed? It's a disaster. A disaster, I tell you! There might be a war,” Kamma, who was in the Cove guild office, spoke with an anxious voice as he watched the warships gathering at the harbor.
"Oh, stop being so dramatic."
"D-Dramatic? You… You little brat. You’re being so calm only because you don’t understand how the real world works. Even the stray dogs in Cove know the might of the Iron Fleet."
Karl Mack clicked his tongue at Kamma’s uneasiness and smirked.
"I know it's impressive, but you don’t have to worry. If we do end up fighting the White Bunker, at least we won't be fighting that grand fleet."
Since Karyl had returned to Tatur, Karl Mack and Kamma had been traveling back and forth between the Lurein Principality and the port city for several months. The Ravat guild had now established a solid presence in Cove and had even made connections with the nobles of the White Bunker.
Karl had been listening to Kamma’s frantic ramblings that whole time, and now he merely smiled because of how used he was to it.
"Good grief, you know one thing but not the other. Of course the fleet won’t move. Do you really think I'm dumb enough to think ships can climb mount...
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