Anwein Continent, the peninsula at the northeastern corner of the continent.
In the distance along the coast, an Alchemy Sailing Ship cuts through the waves on the sea.
It skillfully gathers sunlight and Magic Power from the air. Despite the waves surging over the sea, causing the ship to rise and fall, the cabin remains very stable, making it feel as though riding a carriage on land.
On the deck, a well-dressed child leans on the railing, eyes fixed on the distant land, asking, "Sister Asira, are we almost there?"
The Leopard Beastman Asira rests against the mast, gently combing Eva's hair while cuddling her, nodding slightly.
Eva, dressed in a beautiful skirt, is being handled like a doll by Asira, her expression full of despair.
"I spent a long time preparing this outfit. Isn't it pretty? Give us a smile." Asira looks at Eva, gently tapping the corner of her mouth with her finger.
