"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

the Berserk Sea today wasn't bad. Visibility was extremely high

place was incomparably quiet as if it

be more terrifying if

implied many things if such a hidden

She had a pair of beautiful light-blue

She glared at Weimer.

want to stay behind and clean the

shrugged and

a boatswain as a woman, she needed to manage many unruly crew members;

was surveying

"Let's get ashore!"

do it the old way. During

to rush out of the

excitedly mid-run and glided to the

by his actions spread out in all directions, mixed with

him, Gray, Ol' Keaton, and Parvi followed

that recklessness of yours and act on your own like an uncivilized wild dog, I'll tie you up and hang you at the stern to fish

with your personality, you should join the Church of Storms instead of believing in the Evernight

and followed

five warehouses, and a few buildings that served as a hotel, restaurant, bar,

fact that there was no one around,

through a relatively clear glass window and

was a little solemn given

table, there was a cup with brownish-black liquid and two pieces of moldy

were several neatly

breakfast when he suddenly encountered an emergency and had to leave in a hurry. He did

He never returned.

there was only one such example. After all, accidents were unavoidable. However, the entire port was in a similar situation. It was inevitable that it would make one's hair stand on

residents, no, all the

haven't been gone for long…" Captain Gray's

replied, "Indeed, if this port has been abandoned for

days or weeks had passed since the

his gaze from the street

the

First Mate's mouth. His hair was already mottled with natural curls. He

was momentarily

place where Ol' Keaton had sized up and quickly understood

plain or gorgeous mushrooms growing sporadically on the wooden

not had enough time to invade

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

worried that something might happen if we stay here for too

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

palm pushed his head and pressed him

won't be a next time!" Parvi glared at Weimer

with difficulty, indicating

like you, Girlboss. You actually didn't slam the back of my head against the

Parvi chuckled.

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