"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.

Parvi looked into the

Visibility was extremely high

was incomparably quiet as if it had been

if

implied many things if such a

pantaloons. She had a pair of beautiful light-blue

She glared at Weimer.

stay behind and clean the

shrugged and shut his

become a boatswain as a woman, she needed to manage many unruly

was surveying the area,

"Let's get ashore!"

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

the first to rush out of

jumped up excitedly mid-run and glided to the ground

by his actions spread out in all directions, mixed with some

Gray, Ol' Keaton,

you up and hang you

nodded solemnly and muttered, "Girlboss, with your personality, you should join the

She looked around and followed Captain Gray

that served as a hotel, restaurant, bar, and police station. It did not take long

there was no one around, everything seemed

tables in the house facing the street through a relatively clear

expression was a little

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

them were

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.

port was in a similar situation. It was inevitable

local residents, no, all the living creatures, seemed to

been gone for long…" Captain Gray's slightly hoarse voice broke the

abandoned for a

few days or weeks had passed since

Keaton retracted his gaze from the street

the plants here

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

was momentarily slow to

the place where Ol' Keaton had sized up and quickly understood why he said

plain or gorgeous mushrooms growing

obviously not had enough time to

Keaton saw Weimer's enlightened expression and didn't explain further. He turned to Captain Gray

happen if we stay here for too

thin air…" Before Weimer could finish speaking, a tanned palm appeared over his

head and pressed him

next time!" Parvi glared at

difficulty, indicating

like you, Girlboss. You actually didn't slam the

Parvi chuckled.

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