The next day.
It was a bright and sunny day.
A hundred countries' naval fleets gathered for that rehearsal, and it was grand.
Navies from all those countries got into different groups to accomplish different missions while at sea. They were practicing in case an actual war broke out.
Nathan led Eurasia's naval team and the mission they were assigned was to travel to a certain island and defeat the fake pirates on said island.
His naval fleet consisted of a few warships, and they braved the ocean to leave their headquarters in Avenport.
Simone waited until Nathan and the Dragon Warriors had left. After that, Simone turned to his country's powerful allies, which were represented by Nakajima, Reno, and Catherine. He said, “Nathan is leading Eurasia's fleet, and his mission is to eradicate the pirates. Our team will play the role of those pirates, and we will go to our designated area to fight against Nathan's fleet. Alright, now let's get ready and head to our designated spots to play this game with Eurasia's team.”
Nakajima exclaimed, “Hell yeah! Let's go.”
Reno rubbed his hands together in anticipation. He had already discussed the matter with Simone, and during the practice, his crew would pretend to make a mistake and blow Eurasia's fleet up. We'll send Nathan straight to Hell!
Catherine didn't know what Simone and the others had planned, but she knew that those men were up to no good.
Simone and the others probably kept me in the dark about how they're going to go after Nathan because they saw me getting closer to the guy
The truth, however, was that she wasn't worried about Nathan at all.
Last night, she told him that Clifford was hiding on a secluded island in the ocean.
Hence, Nathan wasn't leading the Dragon Warriors to the practice site at all. They were going after Clifford.
At that moment, under the bright sky and on the ocean, Nathan was standing on the deck and looking ahead via a pair of binoculars.
He instructed his men, “Full speed ahead, boys. I want to reach Clifford's island before night falls,
and I want his lair flattened!”
“Understood, general,” replied Colin and the others.
On the Demon's Island.
The Demon Corp was running smoothly in the underground facility on the island.
Every department was working efficiently.
A hundred floors beneath the ground, at the headquarters of Demon Corp.
Clifford was sitting in the chair and throwing a tantrum.
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