"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.

one…" Parvi looked into the distance

Visibility was extremely high under the blue

incomparably quiet as if it

more terrifying if

many things if such a

and brown pantaloons. She had a pair

She glared at Weimer.

stay behind and clean the

and shut his

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

who was surveying the area, gave

"Let's get ashore!"

"We'll do it the old way. During the

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

and glided to the ground

spread out in all directions, mixed

him, Gray, Ol' Keaton, and Parvi followed

and hang you at the stern to fish

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

say anything. She looked around and followed Captain Gray

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

from the fact that there was no

looked at the tables in the house facing the street through a relatively clear glass window and did not

was a little solemn given

the dining table, there was a cup with

were several neatly folded

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

He never returned.

would be considered normal if there was only one such example. After all, accidents were unavoidable. However, the entire port was

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

for long…" Captain Gray's slightly hoarse voice

replied, "Indeed, if this port has been abandoned for a long time, the food will not

like only a few days or weeks

gaze from the street and

the plants here

at the corners of the First Mate's mouth. His hair was already

momentarily slow

place where Ol' Keaton had

weeds in the harbor. There were some plain or gorgeous mushrooms growing sporadically on the wooden buildings. They

natural world had obviously not had enough time to invade this

explain further. He turned

if we stay

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

and pressed him

Parvi glared at Weimer and

difficulty, indicating that he

Parvi released him, 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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