[h2]𝙰𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚊'𝚜 𝙱𝚊𝚌𝚔𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚐𝚎[/h2]"Oh, come on, guys. Stop worrying about this old stuff, let's just have a good time here and then go celebrate just like we did after showing those Picts who's boss in Britain," Mordred said as she noticed the mood brewing up between the other Knights once again. And then, she pulled Gareth by the shoulders once again—clacking their armors together—before adding, "Right, sis?"

Her excited grin gave way to a puzzled frown once they were addressed by a certain weirdly mismatched duo.

"Hey, do I know you from somewhere?" Mordred said to the mentor-like Archer while squinting her eyes as if trying to pull the information out of the depths of her memories. Anyway, she quickly shrugged it off once something far more more outlandish came from the mouth of his blonde tagalong.

"Did you say Merlin? How in the world do you know that pervert weasel? Wait, never mind that, you mean the Paladins like the same ones of that pink-haired chick I saw on a magazine some other da—" she began saying before being sharply interrupted by a certain brooding Archer's harp.

"Bombarding others with questions without giving them even a chance to answer is a sad thing to do, Sir Mordred," Tristan said in his typical overly melodramatic tone, after interrupting Mordred's excited ramblings.

"Yeah, like you're one to talk, Saddy. Hmph," the Knight of Treachery retorted, almost out of obligation, even though she didn't say anything else.

Tristan then, looked—even though his eyes were still closed—right at Bradamante and nodded slightly as if he were reassuring himself of something. No doubt a feeling that his fellow friends Lancelot and Gawain would understand as well as him.

"I assure you that we will do our best, Lord Chiron," he said to his fellow Archer.

[h2]𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙿𝚘𝚛𝚝[/h2]
Othis took notes of the words spoken by Holmes during the trip, making a point of not missing a single one of them in order to have better material for her project later on. Doing so proved to be a nice way to spend the travel time, since the ride was short that she barely noticed when they arrived at their desired location.

However, that was not the only reason for their ride to be so short...

"Indeed," Othis said after listening to Holmes' cautionary words. "This situation is too good to not have anything fishy behind it," she added, unable to resist the urge of saying that line while they are the port.

"With the way this is being set up, I wouldn't find it strange to find a boat ready for us the moment we step into the pier," she said as she stood beside Holmes.

"I guess that we won't find out if we don't go and ask," Othis said as she walked towards the pier's administration office while paying careful attention to their surrounding.