"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

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

as if it had been dead for

if there were

if such a

white shirt and brown pantaloons. She had a

She glared at Weimer.

want to stay behind and clean the

and

as a woman, she needed to manage many unruly crew members; she

Gray, who was surveying the area, gave an

"Let's get ashore!"

then exhorted, "We'll do it the old way. During the first exploration, don't touch

to rush out of the ship and run down

jumped up excitedly mid-run and glided to

out in all directions, mixed with

Keaton, and

I'll tie you up and hang you at

with your personality, you should join the Church

didn't say anything. She looked around and followed Captain Gray and First

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

was

the tables in the house facing the street through a

expression was a little solemn given his

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

to them were several neatly folded

and had

He never returned.

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

residents, no, all the living creatures, seemed

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

"Indeed, if this port has been abandoned for a long

a few days or weeks had passed since the bizarre incident had

his gaze from the street and nodded

what the plants here

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

was momentarily slow

place where Ol' Keaton had sized

some plain or gorgeous mushrooms growing sporadically on the wooden buildings. They seemed to have

world had obviously not had enough time to invade

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

something might happen if we

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

pushed his head and pressed him

won't be a next time!" Parvi glared at Weimer and warned under her

nodded with difficulty,

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

Parvi chuckled.

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