"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

wasn't bad. Visibility was extremely high under the blue sky, and the

quiet as if it had been dead for

more terrifying if there were people!" Weimer

many things if such a hidden island

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

She glared at Weimer.

stay behind and

shrugged and shut

to manage many unruly crew members; she would never go easy

was surveying the area, gave

"Let's get ashore!"

During the first exploration,

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

jumped up excitedly mid-run and glided to

actions spread out in

Ol' Keaton,

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

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

looked around and followed Captain Gray and First Mate

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

that there was no one around, everything

the house facing the street through a

little solemn given

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

them were several neatly folded

and had to leave in a hurry. He did not even have time to flip

He never returned.

port was in a similar situation. It was inevitable that it would make one's hair

residents, no,

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

has been abandoned for a long time, the food will

few days or weeks had passed since the

Keaton retracted his gaze from the street

what the plants here

His hair was already mottled with natural curls. He was wearing a white

momentarily slow

Ol' Keaton had sized up and quickly understood why he

plain or gorgeous mushrooms growing sporadically on the

had

and didn't explain further. He turned to Captain

might happen if

be that we will also disappear into thin air…" Before Weimer

palm pushed his head and pressed

next time!" Parvi glared at Weimer

with difficulty, indicating that

he muttered softly, "This isn't like you, Girlboss. You actually didn't slam the back of my head against the

Parvi chuckled.

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