"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 and

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

incomparably quiet as if

more terrifying if there

if such

She had a pair

She glared at Weimer.

to stay behind and clean the

shrugged and shut

become a boatswain as a woman, she needed to manage many unruly crew members; she would never

who was surveying the area, gave an

"Let's get ashore!"

way. During the first exploration,

rush out of the ship and run down the gangway to

excitedly mid-run and glided to the ground like a big

actions spread out in all directions, mixed with some

Ol' Keaton, and

continue that recklessness of yours and 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 quickly walked to Weimer's side and warned him in a hushed

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

She looked around and

and a few buildings that served as

the fact that there was no

house facing the street through a relatively

was a little solemn

the dining table, there was a cup

were several neatly

suddenly encountered an emergency and had to leave in a hurry. He did not even have time to flip open

He never returned.

if there was only one such example. After all, accidents were unavoidable. However, the entire port was in a similar situation. It was inevitable that it would make

no,

Gray's

if this port has been abandoned for a long time, the food

days or weeks had

retracted his gaze from the street and

what the

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

was momentarily slow

at the place where Ol' Keaton had sized up and quickly understood why

mushrooms growing sporadically on the wooden buildings.

obviously not had enough

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

happen if we stay

be that we will also disappear into thin air…" Before Weimer could finish speaking, a tanned palm appeared over his

pushed his head and pressed him against the

next time!" Parvi glared

with difficulty,

released him, he muttered softly, "This isn't like you, Girlboss. You actually didn't slam the back

Parvi chuckled.

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