"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 distance

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

as if it had been dead for

if

implied many things if such a hidden island remained

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

She glared at Weimer.

to stay behind and clean the

and

a woman, she needed to manage many unruly crew

surveying the

"Let's get ashore!"

"We'll do it the old way. During

was the first to rush out of the ship and

excitedly mid-run and glided

sound caused by his actions spread out in all directions, mixed with

Keaton, and Parvi

tie you up and hang you at the stern to fish for sharks!" Parvi quickly

your personality, you should join the Church of Storms instead of

looked around and followed Captain Gray and

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

the fact that there was no

facing the street through a

little solemn given

the house, on the dining table, there was a cup with brownish-black liquid and

them were several neatly

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.

However, the entire port was in a similar situation. It was inevitable that it would make one's hair stand on end and

no, all

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

abandoned for a long time, the food will not

weeks had passed

his gaze from the

the

mouth. His hair was

Weimer was momentarily slow

the place where Ol' Keaton had sized up and

weren't many weeds in the harbor. There were some plain or gorgeous mushrooms

not had

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

worried that something might happen if we stay here for too

also disappear into thin

and pressed him

glared at Weimer and warned under her

with difficulty, indicating that

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

Parvi chuckled.

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