The third day after the Greyde fleet arrived at Capen Port.

The Casters had basically finished repairing the three steamships. This final day was mostly spent testing the normal operation of various parts of the ships and replenishing supplies before departure.

And due to such circumstances.

The usually pleasant deck became noisy with the hustle and bustle of people coming and going, and you could often hear people shouting and exchanging work-related messages here.

However, Ronald was completely unbothered by such disturbances.

He moved a deck chair by himself, lay on the deck at the stern of the ship, and read the book in his hand, while enjoying the sea breeze blowing by, making life extremely pleasant for a moment.

This last day docked at the port, Ronald planned to spend it like this.

Even during the subsequent voyage, he would mostly maintain this state.

For no other reason—

the process of lying down to read and absorb knowledge is truly enjoyable.

Moreover, it must be mentioned—Taylor, the keeper of the underground library, is really good at selecting books.

The thick stack of books he handed to Ronald not only included precious materials on spell research from the Dark Age but also took into account the route the Greyde fleet would be taking, including some usable coastal travel journals.

For any caster preparing to set sail, this could certainly be considered the most beautiful gift imagined.

Thus, Ronald was engrossed in reading the book he held, enjoying it alone.

What the book said about the Magic era, which is what people now commonly know as the Dark Age, at that time the casters were indeed formidable, achieving remarkable advances in many spell researches.

For example, the book in Ronald's hand, "A Frontier Observer of Future Spell Developments."

The contents in there had already touched upon the essence of magic, extending to the point of information interfering with the real world.

Ronald felt he had gained a lot even from just reading the early chapters seriously.

But it was quite a pity.

Just like the great mage Il Ormont who passed away hundreds of years ago.

The author and their academic school of this book also came from the now vanished island city [Larchmont], so even if Ronald wanted to communicate with their successors, it would probably remain a fantasy.

Now, the only thing Ronald could do.

Is to read the book before him attentively, memorize the knowledge meticulously researched by his predecessors, and pass it down someday in the future.

"..."

"Ah, rest, let's take a break first."

Time reached noon.

Ronald let out a deep breath and closed the book, then rose from the deck chair.

With a satisfied expression, he stood on the stern deck of the steamship, glanced at the nearby Capen.

Costate and Il had taken his suggestion and were now experiencing life in this city; both of them hoped to understand and integrate into human society better through this.

As for himself, all three of them had practical things to do.

This feeling is really nice...

Bang!

Bang bang bang!

As Ronald was stretching lazily and expressing his thoughts, a loud explosion suddenly burst forth from Capen City.

However, in the face of these noises, Ronald remained calm.

Because, unlike previous emergencies he encountered.

The explosions in Capen were not a sign the city was in crisis; instead, they were fireworks exploding in the sky celebrating.

Moreover, due to spells, the fireworks technology in this world is different from the ones in Ronald's hometown. They possess more vibrant colors and more variations, giving an excellent visual effect even during daytime.

Seeing the performance taking place on the shore, Ronald couldn't help but applaud:

"That's really nice."

"But it seems like they are having lunch too..."

Ronald happened to know why Capen was igniting fireworks at this timing.

The reason is simple: Greyde's first princess, Claudia, was visiting the administrative mansion of this city.

Because the Greyde fleet was scheduled to leave Capen tomorrow, the city officials extended an invitation to Claudia and company, planning for a banquet and performance both at noon and evening, serving to entertain and bid farewell, showcasing their goodwill towards Greyde.

The fireworks at this moment being one of the scheduled parts of the performance.

According to the original plan, Ronald, this powerful Original Holder, was also invited by Capen officials.

But Ronald considered that he had just promised Taylor the previous night to stay on the ship and read properly, so he declined the invitation by using unwellness as an excuse.

This series of developments led to Ronald's leisurely life of reading in the breeze on the stern deck.

This indeed suited Ronald's intentions.

He was originally not fond of lavishing social events. Compared to the tedious socializing at banquets, enjoying some quiet reading alone was more fitting for him.

About ten minutes passed.

Ronald finished watching the entire fireworks show from the deck.

Only after the lively atmosphere in the distance faded away, did he head towards the open-air restaurant on the deck for his lunch.

...

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh—

When the weather is unpredictable, especially in a port city close to the sea.

Ronald departed from the stern deck; the weather was fine. But by the time he sat down in the restaurant and waited for his lunch, Gale began to blow near the coast.

Meanwhile, the sky rapidly dimmed.

Sweeping clouds rolled from the western sky towards Capen, with an impending heavy rain looming over the coastal city.

Faced with such changes.

The service staff on the steamship responded very swiftly, immediately approaching Ronald with a serious tone:

"Sir, would you like to transfer to the indoor restaurant for your meal?"

Ronald simply waved it off, smiling:

"No worries, just bring the meal here."

"I have spells to shield from wind and rain; such weather does not affect me."

"Besides, it's a rare chance—I want to try dining in the storm and rain."

The service staff knew there were outstanding figures aboard the three steam-powered yachts.

Thus, seeing Ronald's answer, he did not persuade further, but turned around and returned to the restaurant to continue his work.

Approximately five minutes later, a prepared seafood delicacy was placed before Ronald.

Idioms pouring from the sky—

Soon, torrential rains plummeted down from above, raining down like an angry deity.

And on the deck.

Ronald was surrounded by a clean space enveloped by invisible forces.

——This is the power of "Rain Mist Divine Hammer."

Although the ability to summon lightning now was unnecessary, it enabled Ronald to peacefully sit here and relish his rare rainy lunchtime.

Indeed, quite flavorful.