Thomas yer looked at the newly engraved map in blood. He nodded his head, looking intently as if he was not going to miss anything.
After all, its the Bladewind Islands. It doesnt make sense if its not there.
As he mumbled that, Irene frowned slightly and asked.
The Bladewind Isles? That Island of hell?
Its a huge treasure. It should be that much if you want to hide all of that for hundreds of years.
While Irene and Thomas yer talked about maps, Delfino treated the young mans hand.
Are you okay?
Oh, yes. Priest.
Just call Delfino.
Yes, Priest Delfino. My na is Kyle.
Kyle yer?
Yes? Oh, um, yes. It is.
The cut on the palm was healed in an instant by Delfinos divine power. After wiping off the blood, he was fine, as if he had never had a wound.
And the Ferocious Tooth that watched it silently let out a low breath. The Lizardns language was suitable for secret conversations, as few people except them even noticed that it was a language.
Its strange.
What?
They seem to have a lot to hide.
There arent many people who live with everything exposed.
Even though he responded like that, Ivan could not dispel his doubts. It was because he felt sothing was out of place.
Its not surprising that the map was genuine. For God to be interested, that has to be the case. And even if the map was genuine, it was another matter of whether there was actually a treasure there or whether it was useful.
The problem was that there was a strange sense of incompatibility in Thomas yer himself. Is he really a trustworthy person?
There are no dents on the floor for walking with a cane. Although he may not have a very strong body, the movent of his muscles makes it seem like he doesnt need a cane?
tuk tuk.
As Ivan drank his tea, he shook his leg as if it was just a habit. And through the magic he spread, hitting the floor with his heel, he realized there was a basent.
The basent is too big for the size of this house from the outside. What did you find out?
At those words, Ferocious Tooth twitched his nose.
It slls like dicine. Its so awful that its covering up all the other slls.
Slls like dicine?
I dont know exactly what it is.
anwhile, Thomas yer and Irenes story took a different turn. The question was how to get there if this map was real.
If it was the Bladewind Isles, no ships would want to go there.
It wont be easy, but
Thomas yer thought for a mont, then nodded his head and added.
If you take , Ill try my best. Its sothing Ive wanted for the rest of my life.
Would it be alright?
I am Thomas yer. My influence is not yet dead.
He sent the party out to co back three days later. The reason was that he would be very busy finding a new ship and crew from now on.
On the way back, Ivan sneakily asked Irene.
Its a bit harsh to say this, but do you trust him?
Irene smiled bitterly. And after she inhaled the tobacco deeply, she exhaled like a sigh.
No way. Decades have passed. A lot of what I rembered has already disappeared.
Still, she nodded her head as if she couldnt help it.
As far as I know, hes the best expert in this field. We need his help, as not all treasure maps can be interpreted.
Originally, this was sothing that had to be prepared over several years. To supplent it with external personnel, they had to take so risks.
Anyway, I think well have to go to the Bladewind Isles at this rate. Is it really okay?
At those words, Delfino and Ferocious Tooth tilted their heads, and Ivan frowned.
Looking at your face, you seem to know?
Ivan nodded at Irenes question.
Roughly. Ive heard its a very dreary place.
Bladewind Isles.
It was said that the place with that bloody na is a place where storms co in all seasons. It was said that many ships sank nearby because it was full of reefs.
There were many dangerous routes, but among them, the Bladewind Isles was ranked among the five most dangerous.
Are there treasures there? Was there anything like that?
Ivan rummaged through his old mories. No matter how much he thought about it, he couldnt rember.
What was there? I thought it was just a terribly troubleso place to make ands.
I suddenly stopped thinking. And it seed that the puzzles that had been in his head were coming together little by little.
Treasure, Bladewind Isles, Pirates, Sea.
Ivan wrinkled his brows and pressed his temples firmly together.
Hey, shit. Those damn gods cant see take a rest.
As he mumbled sothing of his, his colleagues gave him a look of anticipation. Because they knew that sotis Ivan would do it often and find the answer.
The party believed that Ivan, who was loved abundantly by God, had powers similar to that of Foreknowledge of the Future. Actually, it wasnt that wrong.
Did you learn anything?
Delfino asked with sparkling eyes, and Ivan answered.
Im thinking about how to fight when I fall into the sea.
The group beca very anxious.
Hey, is the ship going to sink?
When Delfino asked that question, Ivan shook his head.
No way. How would I know that?
Then what do you an by learning how to survive when you fall into the sea.
I ant the battle would be fierce. Then we might have to fight in the water.
If Ivans mory was accurate, the Bladewind Isles would not have been an ordinary place by now. But in terms of timing, it was in the early stage, so it wouldnt be the worst.
In retrospect, it was all connected with the previous events. Summoning demons, weakening the dinsional barrier and causing it to shake.
There must be a dungeon there. Im not sure how big it will be.
It was easy to create a dungeon when the dinsional barrier shook. Because the dungeon was also a different dinsion.
An infamous historical source, peoples thoughts, and a treasure trove of Carly Hawkins. All conditions were perfect.
The Bladewind Isles is such a terrible place to be called a cursed place. Imagine how dangerous would it be if such a place beca a dungeon?
But his colleagues were rather relieved at those words. It ans that the ship wont sink. Well, they are not afraid of the enemy.
After all, when did they ever avoid battle?
They were the ones who ran to the most dangerous place when a battle broke out.
Everyone, get ready. As always.
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