"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 distance and muttered

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

quiet as if it had

if there were

implied many things if such a hidden

was wearing a white shirt and brown pantaloons. She had a pair of

She glared at Weimer.

behind

shrugged and shut

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

surveying the area,

"Let's get ashore!"

exhorted, "We'll do it the old way. During the first exploration, don't touch anything. Just look and

out of the ship and run down the gangway to the

glided

spread out in all directions,

Ol' Keaton, and Parvi

yours and act on your own like an uncivilized wild dog, I'll tie you up and

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

She looked around and followed

big. There was only a lighthouse, two simple docks, five warehouses, and a few buildings that served as a hotel, restaurant, bar,

that there was no

a relatively clear glass window and did

was a little

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

them were several

when he suddenly encountered an emergency and had to leave in a hurry. He did not even

He never returned.

However, the entire port was in a similar situation. It was inevitable that

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

haven't been gone for long…" Captain Gray's slightly hoarse voice broke the

been abandoned for a long

or weeks had passed since the

his gaze from

the plants here

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

Weimer was momentarily slow to

the place where Ol' Keaton had sized up and

or gorgeous mushrooms growing sporadically on

obviously not had enough time to invade this

explain

worried that something might happen if

also disappear into thin

pushed his head and pressed

be a next time!" Parvi glared

difficulty, indicating

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

Parvi chuckled.

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