"There! It's right there!" A young man with long brown hair and a pirate-like bandana shouted as he pointed at a nearby island.

He was standing on the starboard of a three-masted sailboat. The rolling waves drowned out most of his voice.

A muscular man with a black eye patch reached out to hold the shipboard. He frowned and muttered to himself in shock and suspicion,

"I don't remember there being such an island on this sea route…"

This was not the first time their ship had plied this sea route.

The young man who had shouted replied excitedly, "This means that it's usually hidden. It only appears at specific moments.

"There must be treasures on such an island!

"Captain, in the words of that strange monk, a fortuitous opportunity has presented itself!"

He spoke in the Loen language. "Fortuitous opportunity" was a term pieced together by two words.

"That monk spouts words indecipherable to us. Pay no heed to them." The muscular man wearing an eye patch raised his hand and ruffled his slightly messy short yellow hair. "And I often tell you guys that treasures are often accompanied by danger."

As he spoke, he pointed at his right eye which was covered by the eye patch.

"That's the cost."

The young man with the pirate-like bandana sincerely said, "But, Captain, isn't this the purpose of our adventure? For treasure!"

They were a group of treasure hunters from different places. Of course, they occasionally worked as pirates and 'borrowed' food, drinks, and necessities from passing merchant ships. After all, ideals alone couldn't feed them.

The captain fell silent for a moment before saying, "Gather four to five people, and we'll step foot on the island to take a look. The rest of you, prepare to set sail at any time."

The young man's eyes lit up.

"You agreed? Captain, you agreed!"

The captain chuckled.

"Weimer, if not for the fact that there's no other choice, no one at my age would continue to be a treasure hunter."

He appeared to be in his thirties, but his blue eyes showed signs of age.

"Fine." Weimer held up his hands. "Whatever you say."

He immediately became excited.

"I'll get Ol' Keaton!"

Ol' Keaton was the ship's first mate. He believed in the God of Knowledge and Wisdom and had mastered many languages. If they didn't bring him along on such an expedition, it was very likely that they would throw away whatever treasures they found as trash.

More importantly, Ol' Keaton was also very strong.

When the ship docked at the dock that seemed to have long been abandoned, an exploration team of four had already gathered beside the gangway.

They were Captain Gray, First Mate Ol' Keaton, Boatswain Parvi, and Veteran Seaman Weimer.

one…" Parvi looked into the distance and

Sea today wasn't bad. Visibility was extremely high under the blue sky, and the small port hid no secrets

place was incomparably quiet as if it had been dead for many

terrifying if there were people!" Weimer

many things if such

was wearing a white shirt and brown pantaloons. She had a pair of beautiful light-blue eyes and

She glared at Weimer.

want to stay behind and clean

and shut

a woman, she needed to manage many unruly crew members; she would never go easy on her

who was surveying

"Let's get ashore!"

then exhorted, "We'll do it the old way. During the

first to rush out of the ship and run

jumped up excitedly mid-run and glided

out in all directions, mixed with

Keaton, and Parvi

dog, I'll tie you up and hang you at the stern to fish for sharks!" Parvi quickly walked to Weimer's side

and muttered, "Girlboss, with your personality, you should join the Church of Storms instead of

anything. She looked around and

not big. There was only a lighthouse, two simple docks, five warehouses, and a few buildings that served as a

from the fact that there was

the house facing the street through a relatively clear glass window

was a little

table, there was a cup with brownish-black

them were several neatly

owner was about to enjoy breakfast when he suddenly encountered an emergency and had to leave in a hurry. He did not even have time to flip open the

He never returned.

After all, accidents were unavoidable. However, the entire port was in a similar situation. It was inevitable that it would make one's

instant, all the local residents, no, all

Gray's slightly hoarse voice broke

for

only a few days or weeks had passed since

gaze from the street and

the plants

was already mottled with natural curls. He was wearing a white robe

was momentarily slow to

Keaton had

in the harbor. There were some plain or gorgeous mushrooms

world had obviously not had

saw Weimer's enlightened expression and didn't explain further.

if we stay here

into thin air…" Before Weimer could finish speaking, a tanned palm

palm pushed his head and pressed him against

glared at

nodded with difficulty, indicating

Parvi released him, he muttered softly, "This isn't like you, Girlboss. You

Parvi chuckled.

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