"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.

looked into the

was extremely high under the blue sky, and the

incomparably quiet as if it had been dead for many

be more terrifying if there

things if such a hidden

a white shirt and brown pantaloons. She had a pair of beautiful

She glared at Weimer.

want to stay behind and

and shut his

she needed to manage many

surveying the

"Let's get ashore!"

the old way. During the first exploration, don't touch

Weimer was the first to rush out of the ship and run down the gangway to

glided to the ground like

actions spread out in all directions,

him, Gray, Ol' Keaton,

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 for sharks!" Parvi quickly walked to Weimer's side and

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

anything. She looked around and

docks, five warehouses, and a few buildings that served as a hotel, restaurant, bar, and police station. It

from the fact that there was no one around,

looked at the tables in the house facing the street through a relatively clear

was a little solemn

was a cup with brownish-black liquid and two

to them were several neatly

breakfast when he suddenly encountered an emergency and

He never returned.

considered normal if 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

that instant, all the local residents, no, all the living creatures, seemed to have

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

has been abandoned for a

or weeks had

from the street and

what the plants

obvious wrinkles at the corners of the First Mate's mouth. His hair was already mottled with

momentarily slow

had sized up

There were some plain or gorgeous mushrooms growing sporadically on the wooden buildings. They seemed to have

world had obviously not had enough time to invade

and didn't explain

might happen if we stay

we will also disappear into thin air…" Before Weimer

palm pushed his head and pressed

time!" Parvi glared

with difficulty,

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

Parvi chuckled.

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