The following three days.
Ronald mostly spent his ti in various negotiations.
Anyone involved in this fleet's departure was well-inford within the borders of Grid, so they quickly learned that Ronald would also be joining.
The importance of this matter is obvious to ordinary Casters.
Facing the inclusion of a contemporary original holder of the highest caliber.
Even if these people just ca to express goodwill, it made Ronald's waiting life quite 'fulfilling'.
So much so that by the early morning of the third day, when he walked out of the apartnt into the pitch-black sky.
The nostalgic comfort in Ronald's heart was long gone, replaced by a sense of relief as if escaping a sea of suffering.
"My god, it's finally over..."
On the way to the port, Ronald couldn't help but sigh.
But this slight lant was imdiately caught by Costa, who was beside him:
"Sir, if you really dislike this kind of negotiation work, I can handle it for you in the future. After much learning and effort during this period, I believe I've made significant progress in foreign negotiations."
Costa expressed this proposal with full confidence.
Because this not only could relieve Ronald's pressure but also served as an important experint for her to verify the process of perfecting her personality.
However, Il was not sensitive to Costa's inner thoughts.
So when the maid made this request, this guy imdiately chid in:
"Boss, I think I can help too!"
"Didn't you always want to adapt to human life? Isn't this the perfect opportunity?"
"..."
If Ronald were given another choice, he would never have uttered that sigh just now and instead chose to keep his mouth shut.
But now that Costa and Il both expressed such willingness.
And their reasons are quite compelling.
From his position and past actions, Ronald really couldn't bear to refuse their enthusiastic proposal.
However, even so.
After nodding in agreent with their idea, Ronald imdiately added:
"I certainly have no objection to you two trying to negotiate with people."
"However, during this process, one rule must be followed—that is, I have to supervise at the scene of your negotiation!"
This was actually Ronald's bottom line.
After all, if he really let Costa and Il handle things completely on their own.
With their magical way of thinking.
It wouldn't be long before Ronald found a heap of trouble hanging over his head without knowing it.
...
With these rather delicate emotions.
Ronald arrived at Greenwich's port with Costa and Il.
Due to the actions planned for tonight, the Investigation Bureau had temporarily locked down the area under the guise of a spot check. Only those like Ronald, who had permission to board the ship, were allowed through after verifying their identity.
After about fifteen minutes of checks.
The identities of Ronald and his companions were naturally not a problem, and they successfully entered the port.
Under the night sky, the seaside was bustling with activity.
This fleet's departure was part of a Grid official plan.
Therefore, so civilian ship loading and unloading work was temporarily halted at night, as all personnel were dedicated to serving the mystical side. As a result, most people coming and going were Casters, giving the entire port a unique atmosphere.
Walking through such an environnt to the boarding location.
Ronald could observe the various ways people were busy here.
Although the operation was managed by the mystical side, considering various factors, the dock personnel chose not to use spell illumination, but instead, used the latest electric technology to set up so spotlights to illuminate the entire area.
This new technology indeed had many issues.
At the eastern side of the dock, Ronald could see two investigators running while carrying a large lighting assembly, replacing a faulty spotlight that had stopped working.
The spectacle of mystical side Casters repairing spotlights was indeed interesting.
Continuing to look further ahead.
In front of the dense docks, three large wooden sailing ships quietly floated on Greenwich's sea.
"They're wooden ships?"
Seeing the ships they were going to take.
Il could hardly hide the disappointnt in his voice:
"I read in the newspapers in the past two days that Grid obviously has those steel steamships. Why aren't we riding those ships? Isn't this supposed to be an officially directed operation!"
Costa didn't have any particular feelings about this.
But thinking of her and Il's upcoming tasks and cooperation, after carefully analyzing the grand works humans were supposed to have, the maid followed up:
"Il, compared to steamships, wooden sailing ships can conceal their origins at sea."
"Also, this voyage is long, and the final destination is the wild continent far from civilization. Steamships, having higher technical content, are not only more troubleso to supply than sailing ships but also harder to repair when problems arise."
"Is that so!" Il imdiately believed Costa's explanation.
"That's what I'm guessing." Costa nodded humbly.
Following this topic, the two of them began an enthusiastic discussion.
Until Patricia descended from the ship, this lively attitude was interrupted by reality.
"Ronald, you're here!"
Seeing Ronald, Patricia naturally ca over to say hello.
Being one of the most important mbers departing from Greenwich.
Patricia fully understood the plan for this sea voyage.
So after hearing Costa and Il's discussion, she imdiately corrected their misunderstandings:
"We're taking sailing ships because they happen to be nearby and can be mobilized. Also, the movents of entering and leaving the port are smaller. As for the steamships you were expecting, two days after we set sail, we'll et up with three super large ships that left from Springs, and then we can transfer."
Hearing this different explanation from three days ago, Ronald imdiately expressed his doubts to Patricia:
"Patricia, this is a bit different from what was said before?"
The swordswoman displayed an apologetic expression to Ronald:
"Ronald, I assure you I didn't lie to you."
"Three days ago, the chief from the Springs side conveyed it to us that way."
"The change in the fleet's sailing plan, I actually only received the updated news two hours ago through the latest telegraph machine."
"..."
The person in charge of this fleet's sea voyage might be a surprisingly "excellent" commander.
Of course, Ronald accepted Patricia's apology.
But in his heart, because of these issues, he already had an uneasy feeling about this trip.
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