Setelah beberapa saat, tidak ada apa pun di sekitar konvoi selain hamparan gelombang yang bergulung luas. Empat puluh kapal kolosal bergerak dalam formasi sempit, dengan kapal utama yang menakutkan berperan sebagai ujung tombak armada ekspedisi. Ratusan meriam tangguh diarahkan ke segala penjuru, bidang tembak mereka saling tumpang tindih untuk menciptakan zona larangan mematikan di sekitar prosesi. Namun, Sunny tidak merasa tenang. Dia menatap permukaan laut yang bergelombang di bawah untuk beberapa saat, ekspresi gelap tak pernah hilang dari wajahnya. Terlepas dari betapa megahnya perjalanan mereka, konvoi itu bergerak dengan ketenangan yang mengejutkan. Jika bukan karena suara air yang terdesak oleh haluan kapal yang perkasa dan memercik ke zirah logam, Sunny bisa saja memejamkan mata dan membayangkan tidak ada kapal lain di sekelilingnya. Bukankah aneh bahwa dia merasa jauh lebih nyaman di atas kapal terbang daripada di kapal laut yang jauh lebih dapat diandalkan ini? Dia menghela napas, lalu mengaktifkan komunikatornya dan mengakses manual prosedur keselamatan maritim yang diberikan kepada setiap anggota First Army. Dalam beberapa minggu terakhir, semua orang harus mempelajari dokumen berukuran besar itu dan menjalankan beberapa latihan melelahkan untuk membiasakan diri dengan aturan aneh tentang tata cara berlayar yang benar. Sunny memiliki ingatan yang lebih baik daripada kebanyakan orang, jadi dia praktis hafal manual itu di luar kepala. Meskipun struktur umumnya cukup mudah dipahami dan menjelaskan apa yang harus dilakukan penumpang kapal jika peringatan dikeluarkan di kapal atau seluruh armada, ada juga banyak aturan yang aneh dan tampaknya esoteris. Misalnya, manual tersebut memuat bagian seperti "jika kamu mulai mengalami mimpi buruk yang berulang atau mengalami halusinasi pendengaran yang terus-menerus, segera laporkan ke perwira angkatan laut terdekat" atau "jika tingkat kewaspadaan dinaikkan ke Condition Black, hentikan semua aktivitas dan gerakan; jangan menghasilkan suara, gangguan, atau getaran apa pun; jangan memanggil Memory dan yang terpenting jangan secara aktif mengalirkan esensi jiwa", dan seterusnya. Ada beberapa tingkat kewaspadaan, yang dibedakan berdasarkan warnanya. Condition Black termasuk yang tertinggi dan paling mengerikan, hanya kalah oleh Condition Red, yang berarti seluruh armada harus bersiap untuk pertempuran habis-habisan. Namun, ada banyak peraturan yang berada di luar rutinitas yang sudah ditetapkan itu. Meskipun Sunny tidak tahu apa yang seharusnya dicegah oleh sebagian besar aturan ini, dia merasa sedikit lebih tenang mengetahuinya. 'Kapal-kapal bergerak antar Quadrant sepanjang waktu. Bahkan, ada beberapa yang terus-menerus berlayar antara Antartika Barat dan Amerika Selatan. Tidak ada alasan untuk terlalu khawatir.' Dia menghela napas, lalu menggelengkan kepalanya dengan lesu dan memutuskan untuk meninggalkan dek atas. Suka atau tidak, Sunny harus menghabiskan beberapa minggu ke depan di laut. Membiarkan paranoia menguasainya tidak akan menguntungkan siapa pun. Masih ada banyak hal yang harus dia selesaikan, mulai dari memeriksa Rhino hingga mencari tahu fasilitas seperti apa yang akan tersedia untuk kelompoknya selama pelayaran berbahaya ini, dan menerapkan perubahan pada rencana pelatihan. Belum lagi fakta bahwa dia harus terus meningkatkan dan memperkuat Memory para prajuritnya. Saat dia berjalan menuju palka terdekat, Sunny tiba-tiba melihat sesosok tubuh sendirian berdiri di haluan kapal, menatap hamparan air yang luas seperti yang dia lakukan semenit yang lalu. Pria itu tinggi dan mengenakan mantel biru tengah malam yang sedikit bergerak tertiup angin. Di bawahnya ada bodysuit hitam yang mirip dengan yang dikenakan Sunny, tetapi juga sedikit berbeda. Itu terbuat dari bahan yang aneh dan tampak lebih seperti pakaian selam daripada pakaian yang dimaksudkan untuk dikenakan di bawah zirah. Meskipun orang asing itu berdiri agak jauh, Sunny entah bagaimana bisa merasakan kehadirannya dari dekat palka. Itu redup, dalam, dan misterius... bahkan menggoda. Sunny tidak ragu bahwa dia sedang melihat Master lainnya. Dia ragu-ragu sejenak, lalu mengangkat bahu dan memutuskan untuk mendekati Ascended yang tidak dikenalnya itu. Saat dia melakukannya, pria itu berbalik dan menatap Sunny dengan tatapan waspada. Usianya sekitar tiga puluh tahun, tampan, dan memiliki mata dengan warna indigo yang tidak biasa dan indah. Anehnya, rambut hitamnya juga tampak memiliki sedikit aksen biru tua, setidaknya saat terkena sinar matahari langsung. Sedekat ini, perasaan kedalaman misterius yang terpancar dari orang asing itu lebih terasa, seolah-olah sebagian besar dirinya tersembunyi dari pandangan. Sunny sudah punya gambaran tentang siapa yang dia lihat. Dia berpikir sejenak, lalu dengan sederhana berkata: "Selamat siang. Saya Ascended Sunless dari First Awakened Irregular Company." Pria itu terdiam sejenak, mengamatinya. Mata indigo-nya tampak mencari sesuatu. ...Lalu, tanpa diduga, senyum lebar muncul di wajah tampannya. "Ah! Saya Ascended Naeve, dari House of Night." Dia menatap Sunny dengan ekspresi aneh selama beberapa saat, lalu tiba-tiba berujar: "Apakah kau gila?!" Sunny mengedipkan matanya beberapa kali. Sementara itu, Naeve tertawa dan melambaikan tangannya di udara beberapa kali. "Maaf, maaf! Saya tidak... hanya saja putri saya adalah penggemar terbesar Anda!" '...Apa?' Benar-benar tercengang, Sunny menatap pewaris klan besar terkenal Night sambil berusaha terlihat tenang dan terkendali. Akhirnya, dia menggeser posisinya sedikit dan memaksakan sebuah pertanyaan: "Berapa... umur putri Anda, kalau boleh saya tahu?" Naeve tersenyum. "Dia berumur lima tahun. Song of Light and Darkness adalah film favoritnya... dia pasti sudah menontonnya seratus kali! Versi sensor tentunya. Dia sangat memuja karakter Anda. Anda adalah idola baginya! Ah... Saya benar-benar minta maaf, Master Sunless. Mohon maafkan kurangnya kesopanan saya. Saya hanya... menjadi bersemangat." Pewaris House of Night terdiam beberapa saat, lalu tiba-tiba mengeluarkan selembar kertas sintetis dan pulpen dari suatu tempat dan menyerahkannya kepada Sunny. Sunny menunduk dengan ekspresi datar dan mengangkat satu alis. "Eh... apa yang harus saya lakukan dengan ini?" Master Naeve menatapnya untuk waktu yang lama dan canggung. "Itu... bisakah saya minta tanda tangan? Tolong. Anda tahu, untuk mendapatkan nilai di mata putri saya..."
Chapter 831: Master Naeve
After a while, nothing surrounded the convoy but the vast expanse of rolling waves. The forty colossal vessels moved in a narrow formation, with the fearsome flagship serving as the arrowhead of the expeditionary fleet. Hundreds of formidable cannons were aimed in all directions, their fields of fire overlapping to create a lethal exclusionary zone around the procession.
Nevertheless, Sunny was not reassured.
He stared at the undulating surface below for some time, a dark expression never leaving his face. Despite the grandiose magnitude of their passage, the convoy moved with a surprising measure of quietness. If not for the sound of water being displaced by the mighty bows and splashing against the alloy armor, Sunny could have closed his eyes and imagined that there were no other ships around him.
Wasn’t it strange that he had felt much more comfortable aboard flying ships than these far more reliable seafaring vessels?
He sighed, then activated his communicator and accessed the maritime safety procedures manual provided to each member of the First Army. In the past weeks, everyone had to study the sizable document and run a few exhausting drills to familiarize themselves with the strange rules of proper naval conduct.
Sunny had a better memory than most, so he practically learned the manual by heart. While its general structure was rather easy to understand and explained what passengers of the ships had to do if a ship or fleet-wide alert was issued, there were a lot of strange and seemingly esoteric rules included, as well.
For example, the manual had passages like "if you start to experience recurring nightmares or experience persistent auditory hallucinations, report to the nearest navy officer immediately" or "in case of alert level being raised to Condition Black, cease all activity and motion; do not produce any sounds, disturbances, or vibrations; do not summon Memories and above all else do not actively circulate soul essence", and so on.
There were several alert levels, differentiated by their color. Condition Black was among the highest and most dire, inferior only to Condition Red, which meant that the whole fleet had to prepare for an all-out battle. However, there were plenty of regulations that fell outside these established routines.
Even though Sunny had no idea what most of these rules were supposed to prevent from happening, he felt a little bit calmer knowing them.
’Ships move between the Quadrants all the time. Hell, there are even some that constantly travel between West Antarctica and South America. There’s no reason to worry too much.’
He sighed, then shook his head dejectedly and decided to leave the upper deck. Whether Sunny liked it or not, he was going to have to spend the next several weeks at sea. Letting paranoia get the best of him would not do anyone any good.
There was a lot for him to accomplish, still, from checking up on the Rhino to finding out what kind of facilities would be available to the cohort during this dangerous cruise, and implementing changes to the training plan. Not to mention the fact that he had to continue upgrading and augmenting the Memories of his soldiers.
As he walked toward the nearest hatch, Sunny suddenly spotted a lone figure standing at the bow of the ship, gazing at the vast expanse of water as he himself had been just a minute ago.
The man was tall and wore a midnight blue coat that moved slightly in the wind. Beneath it was a black bodysuit much like the one Sunny was wearing, but also slightly different. It was made out of a strange material and looked much more like a wetsuit than a garment meant to be worn under armor.
Although the stranger stood some distance away, Sunny could somehow feel his presence all the way near the hatch. It was subdued, deep, and mysterious... tantalizing, even.
Sunny had no doubt that he was looking at another Master.
He hesitated for a few moments, then shrugged and decided to approach the unfamiliar Ascended. As he did, the man turned around and glanced at Sunny with a wary gaze.
He was around thirty years old, handsome, and with eyes of an unusual, beautiful indigo color. Strangely enough, his black hair also seemed to possess slight accents of dark blue, at least when exposed to direct sunlight. This close, the feeling of mystifying depth radiating from the stranger was more pronounced, as if most of him was hidden from sight.
Sunny already had an idea of who he was looking at. He thought for a bit, and then simply said:
"Good day. I am Ascended Sunless of the First Awakened Irregular Company."
The man lingered for a moment, studying him. His indigo eyes seemed to be searching for something.
...Then, unexpectedly, a wide smile appeared on his handsome face.
"Ah! I am Ascended Naeve, of the House of Night."
He stared at Sunny with a strange expression for a few moments, and then suddenly blurted out:
"Are you crazy?!"
Sunny blinked a couple of times. Naeve, meanwhile, laughed and waved his hand in the air a couple of times.
"Sorry, sorry! I didn’t... it’s just that my daughter is your biggest fan!"
’...What?’
Utterly flabbergasted, Sunny stared at the scion of the famed great clan Night while trying his best to appear calm and composed. Eventually, he shifted slightly and forced out a question:
"How... old is your daughter, if I may ask?"
Naeve smiled.
"She’s five. A Song of Light and Darkness is her favorite movie... she must have watched it a hundred times! The censored version, of course. She just adores your character. You’re her idol! Ah... I really do apologize, Master Sunless. Please forgive my lack of decorum. I just... got excited."
The scion of the House of Night remained silent for a few moments, then suddenly produced a piece of synthetic paper and a pen from somewhere and offered them to Sunny.
Sunny looked down with a deadpan expression and raised an eyebrow.
"Uh... what am I supposed to do with these?"
Master Naeve stared at him for a long, awkward moment.
"That... can I get an autograph? Please. You know, to earn some points with my daughter..."
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