"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

in the Berserk Sea today wasn't bad. Visibility was extremely high under the blue sky,

place was incomparably quiet as if it had been dead for

more terrifying if there were people!"

implied many things if such a

shirt and brown pantaloons. She had a pair of beautiful light-blue eyes and

She glared at Weimer.

stay behind and

shrugged and

a woman, she needed to manage many unruly crew

surveying the area,

"Let's get ashore!"

old way. During

of the ship and

jumped up excitedly mid-run and glided to the ground like a

out in all

Ol' Keaton, and Parvi

you continue that recklessness of yours and act on your own like an uncivilized wild dog, I'll tie you up and hang you

join the Church of Storms instead of believing in the

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

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

fact that there was no

facing the street through a relatively clear glass window and

little solemn

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

them were several neatly folded

when he suddenly encountered an emergency and had to leave

He never returned.

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

no, all the living

Captain Gray's slightly hoarse voice broke

for

or weeks had passed since the bizarre incident

gaze from the street

the plants here

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

was momentarily slow to

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

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

had enough time to invade this

didn't explain further. He turned to Captain Gray and solemnly

that something might happen if we stay here

it be that we will also disappear into thin air…" Before Weimer could finish speaking, a tanned

his head and pressed him against the

next time!" Parvi glared at Weimer and warned

difficulty, indicating

Parvi released him, 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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