When everything calmed down, HMS Victory, the gship of Lord Nelson, moored alongside Captain Kidd''s Ghost Ship, and Lord Nelson himself, apanied by Gilles de Rais, came aboard.


    "Thank you both for your assistance," Lord Nelson, tipping his hat with his left hand, expressed his gratitude to them, but what he was more concerned about was whether Yu Chen was truly an angel from Heaven.


    As the most legendary naval general in British history, Nelson didn''t appear as the iron-bloodedmander one might imagine but rather resembled a refined gentleman.


    His gaunt figure, the absence of his right eye and arm due to past battles, lent this legendary sea general a certain frailty. If it weren''t for the medals representing his honors sewn onto his ck naval uniform, it would indeed be hard to distinguish him from an ordinary person or a heroic legend.


    However, Yu Chen maintained ample respect for Lord Nelson, who seemed quite ordinary. The spirit of duty and relentless struggle until death was something Yu Chen respected deeply.


    "I am an angel, but not from Heaven," Yu Chen answered Lord Nelson''s question, taking from Hiromi Jounouchi''s hand the strand of Ghost Ships linked together with a blood-red chain: "My wife and I came to this city by ident, and Mr. Sherlock Holmes entrusted me to assist you in suppressing these ''prisoners'' who refuse to be managed."


    "I am already aware of that; your friend has told me about your arrangement with Sherlock," Lord Nelson put his hat back on, revealing a cordial smile: "I am just very surprised that the reinforcement would be an angel. If you would not mind, pleasee aboard my gship for a chat, and I will escort you back to London."


    "Thank you, but please allow me to collect this Ghost Ship and Captain Kidd first," Yu Chen courteously replied to Lord Nelson, while gesturing for Hiromi Jounouchi to move ahead.


    Lord Nelson watched Captain Kidd in Yu Chen''s hands, seemingly without any power to resist, a trace of wariness of Yu Chen''s strength crossing his mind, but he still maintained a genial smile and invited Hiromi Jounouchi aboard his gship, HMS Victory, with proper etiquette.


    Under the watchful eyes of Hiromi Jounouchi and Lord Nelson aboard HMS Victory, and Gilles de Rais, who was almost uninvolved in the battle, Yu Chen took flight from the Ghost Ship, raised his hand, and the entire Ghost Ship shrank,ing to rest in his palm.


    At the same time, Captain Kidd, bound by Yu Chen, was thrown towards the Ghost Ship and shrunk along with it.


    The shrunken Ghost Ship in Yu Chen''s grip, he descended onto the deck of Lord Nelson''s gship, HMS Victory.


    Looking at the Ghost Ship in Yu Chen''s hands, Lord Nelson could not help but exim, "Ever since I wasmissioned by the Imperial Family toe to this city, Captain Kidd has always been the Royal Navy''s number one enemy, I never expected my battle with him toe to an end like this. Are you going to keep holding it like that?"


    For a traditional British gentleman like Lord Nelson, it was quite impolite to see a guest continually holding onto something in their hands.


    Hearing Lord Nelson speak thus, Yu Chen looked at the Ghost Ship in his hand, thought for a moment, and said, "If it''s possible, could you provide me with a container? A Rum Bottle will do."


    "Of course, the three of you are wee to join me in my captain''s quarters for a cup of tea," Lord Nelson gestured invitingly to Yu Chen and his wife along with Gilles de Rais. Despite having only one hand, with his empty right sleeve pinned to his chest, Lord Nelson exuded a more gentlemanly elegance than a man with an intact body could have.


    Yu Chen and Hiromi Jounouchi naturally did not refuse, and under Lord Nelson''s lead, they arrived at the captain''s room aboard HMS Victory and sat down at a long table.


    Despite HMS Victory being thergest first-rank ship-of-the-line built by the British at the time, its decks were still not high, and the interior space was cramped. Even Yu had to slightly stoop to avoid hitting the ceiling with his height while inside the cabin.


    But sitting at the table, in thepany of the most legendary navalmander in British history''s warm hospitality, the small and confined space was naturally overlooked.


    The tea provided by Lord Nelson was of course red tea, and there were also some pastries, fully showcasing the British custom of afternoon tea, which was no different even aboard a naval battleship.


    However, Yu did notment on this; instead, after the rum bottle he requested was brought over, he packed the spirit ship along with Captain Kidd inside it.


    Though just an ordinary ss bottle, under the seal of a demigod, this bottle was certainly beyond the abilities of Captain Kidd, now greatly weakened by Yu''s hand, to break.


    With Yu having inserted the bottle stopper, Captain Kidd and his ghost ship were thus turned into a ship in a bottle, ced on the long table.


    As for the other spirit ship keychain transformed by Hiromi Jounouchi and linked with a red chain by Yu, it was wrapped around the neck of the bottle. Once shrunk even smaller, it too became part of the seal.


    "Quite a meticulous seal; truly remarkable," Lord Nelson praised, earnestly admiring the ghost ship turned into a ship in a bottle.


    Although posthumously honored as the spirit of the Royal Navy and thus resurrected with immense strength, Lord Nelson was only a simple soldier in life. Even after death, in this space, he relied on his own abilities and the Royal Navy''s cooperation tobat Captain Kidd''s pirate fleet and provided martial support to Sherlock Holmes and Professor Moriarty, thus he did not understand magic. To aplish a sealing like Yu Chen''s, even with demigod-level powers, would be impossible for him.


    Seeing Yu effortlessly seal away Captain Kidd, whose power was almost on par with his own, Lord Nelson couldn''t help but entertain the idea that perhaps he should learn a bit of magic himself.


    Next to the long table, a British Naval General, a Marshal of France, a Japanese Dragon Knight, and a Chinese Necro-Demigod sat leisurely chatting, tasting red tea and pastries, while awaiting the 18th-century sailing warship to carry them back to the London port.


    Looking at the other three people seated at the long table, Yu couldn''t help but feel nostalgic, thinking that if it weren''t for this area of disrupted space and time, these four individuals sitting together for tea would have otherwise been an impossibility.


    With these thoughts, HMS Victory had delivered them to the London port, docking at the quayside.