As the lighthouse got closer and closer, they gradually realized how exaggerated and gigantic it was.
It could no longer be called a lighthouse; it was a towering circular fortress.
Apart from the thick, long turret they saw from afar, the circular stone walls were surrounded by dense shooting holes and protruding turrets.
Here, it didn't seem like a fantastical style anymore, but more like the style of iron warfare.
As Alka and their ship gradually approached the port, they could clearly feel something had already aimed at them.
Whether it was because they were a strange ship or as a warning was unknown.
Amid the chaotic ships, Alka and the others docked their sailboat at one of the berths in the port.
As they docked, some sort of thing scanned their ship, and no port personnel came to collect fees, allowing them to dock freely.
"Shall we go down for a look?" Alka turned his head to look at everyone and asked.
