First, take down the Sword Demon, then save Runeterra.

"I'm going to drown her in my own blood!"

Planck was presented with the latest intelligence delivered by Hack, and he suspected there was something wrong with his eyes.

"What do you mean by 'The Siren was unharmed, the Leviathan was completely destroyed and has fallen into Miss Fortune'?!"

"Andrew! Where is Andrew? Why hasn't he contacted me!"

"That's a warship! The most powerful steel beast in the world!"

"The warehouse alone could hold 80,000 loaves of bread! Even if we distributed them to Miss Fortune's fleet, she would still be able to eat them for ten years!"

The sailors in the office looked at each other, watching Planck grow furious, and no one dared to speak.

Finally, it was Boatswain Pete who broke the silence: "Why don't we wait for Hark to return and ask him carefully in person?"

Planck sat heavily in his chair, eyes closed, analyzing the current situation.

After a long while, he opened his eyes and instructed Pete, "Keep the news under wraps. We must not let any other forces know that there is a problem with the Leviathan."

"Especially you guys, I have indeed suffered heavy losses, but that doesn't mean I'm just a stray dog ​​on the street to be bullied!"

"Anyone who dares to betray me or leak information will suffer a fate worse than death!"

"It's Captain!" Pete shouted back.

Now, the first and second officers are very likely to be in danger, and Planck only has himself, the boatswain, and a few other trusted men left.

"Also, once Huck returns, have him come to see me immediately."

The sailors left. Planck took several deep breaths, but still couldn't calm himself down.

"Miss Luck... I truly underestimated you. Run away, and never return to Bilgewater! If I ever find you, suffering will be your reward!"

……

“Mr. Ryze, are you feeling better now?” Sarah asked Ryze, who had finished his meditation.

"I've basically recovered, and for me, meditation is the best form of rest."

"Thank you again. If it weren't for your magic, the 'Siren' would never have withstood the first round of bombardment..."

“No need for further explanation,” Ryze waved his hand. “Our fates were all intertwined at that time, so helping you is helping myself.”

“I must apologize, Mr. Ryze. We will be arriving in Ionia a few days later than expected. We just had a brief overview of the warship's condition…”

Sarah told Ryze that while he was meditating, Sarah used a small boat to bring aboard all the knowledgeable sailors from the Sirens, leaving only a few behind.

Everyone else learned about the warship from the Leviathan.

The Leviathan is four times the size of the Siren, which is why it requires more personnel for daily operation and maintenance.

Even if all the people on the "Siren" were combined, it would only be barely enough.

After boarding the ship, the chief engineer first went to the engine room located at the bottom of the ship, which is the power source and fuel storage area of ​​the warship.

According to rough calculations, at normal speed and with the aid of sails, the Leviathan had enough fuel to keep it at sea for two months.

This is good news for everyone.

If used sparingly, there will be fuel remaining after delivering Ator to Freljord, giving ample time to find supplies.

"...That's how it is. It will take time to move this warship away, and we must reduce our speed to save fuel."

"Upon reaching the waters near Ionia, in order to avoid causing panic, the 'Leviathan' will have to stop a few dozen nautical miles away, and the 'Siren' will take you to the mainland."

"So regarding the delays caused by the postponement..."

"Isn't this all arranged very well?" Ryze smiled. "We've waited for hundreds of years, so being a few days late won't make a difference. You all go and familiarize yourselves with the ship; don't worry about me."

Sarah nodded in acknowledgment, thanked her again, and then left.

She first went to the command room located at the rear of the deck and pushed the door open to enter.

The interior is much more luxurious and spacious than the "Siren," and has all kinds of daily necessities.

There was also a detailed world map on the wall, which Planck must have had when he stole it.

This aligns perfectly with Noxus's global expansion ambitions, so thorough preliminary reconnaissance is essential.

We then entered the interior cabins, where neatly arranged gun rooms lined both sides. Each gun was in its own room, offering a wide field of vision, and the storage boxes nearby contained ammunition reserves.

The middle section is the crew's living area, including lounges, a dining room, a kitchen, and storage.

The crew is now transporting supplies onto the Leviathan. It must be said that the warehouse is indeed very large; Sarah roughly estimates that it can hold 80,000 loaves of bread.

As for the area further down, Sarah doesn't plan to go down and disturb their work for the time being; that's not her area of ​​expertise.

"Have you learned how to drive it, Raven?" In the cockpit at the highest point of the stern, Sarah curiously looked around at all the unfamiliar equipment in the room.

“Very complicated, Captain.” Raven was exasperated.

"Although the 'Siren' also has a mechanical power control system, it is child's play compared to this ship. The chief engineer and I studied it for a long time, and there are still many devices whose functions we don't understand."

"In short, the ship can't move right now?"

“Probably, probably, perhaps, that’s how it is…” Raven stammered, unsure how to answer.

"This is bad." Sarah scratched her head.

The voyage was once again stalled; everyone on board had been killed by Ator. If anyone were still alive, they could guide the ship's navigation...

Wait, it seems there really is someone still alive?

"It's alright, I'll go find someone now and have him teach you how to sail." With that, Sarah hurriedly left.

"Hey Captain, wait a minute... do you know who she's talking about?"

Chief Engineer Sanchez shook his head.

Andrew felt he had behaved well, huddled under a mast, his only thought being to beg for mercy.

However, no one noticed him until the moon rose, and maintaining one posture for so long made his whole body stiff.

He is now both hungry and thirsty.

Just as he was about to stretch his legs, a pair of high-heeled leather boots came into view.

“I’m having trouble finding you.” Sarah’s ethereal voice sounded like a devil’s whisper to Andrew.

He instinctively lay down on the ground, covered his head with his hands, and trembled all over.

“I…I surrender. I swear allegiance to you. I know many of Planck’s secrets. Please spare my life…”

“Stand up.” Sarah’s tone was unreadable. “I’ll give you a chance.”

opportunity?

Andrew, having narrowly escaped death, squeezed out all his strength and asked, "What opportunity? As long as I can do it, I will definitely..."

"Come with me." Sarah ignored his weakness and walked towards the driver's seat on her own.

Andrew gritted his teeth and stood up, squeezing out his full potential. Now that there was hope for survival, he had to seize it.

Even if I went back to Planck, he would definitely hang me at the slaughter docks for losing the "Leviathan"!