Thinking about this, Bola stopped and looked around at the Vikings; he was also fighting alongside the soldiers, and no one noticed him here.
A strange thought crossed his mind.
"This wasn't premeditated, just a spur-of-the-moment decision."
At this moment, Froki spoke slowly, his eyes filled with a sense of doom, raising a silver revolver aimed at Bola.
Contrary to Bola's expectations, this wasn't a long-planned conspiracy, but something Froki thought of in a brief conversation with Lancelot.
At that moment, developments appeared in Froki's mind, sparking thoughts of betrayal.
"This is a rare opportunity, although I'm called a Shipbuilder, I can't build a ship like this. You have a powerful country as a backing, but I... you know, the Vikings themselves are constantly at war, not to mention other matters."
Froki's words revealed his extreme dissatisfaction with the current states of the Viking nations, but what moved him more than changing them was this mysterious sea.
