So, that narrow room and wooden corridor from before were all part of this ship?
Angel looked around. This Spirit World Ghost Ship was nearly a hundred meters long, at least two or three classes larger than the Blue Avenger, yet it was completely deserted. Ropes and cannons lay scattered across the deck haphazardly, making it resemble an abandoned ship stranded on shore.
From where she stood, she could only see the Pure Black mast, the deck structures, and the black sails devoid of any insignia. She guessed the entire ship shared the same color scheme, floating in the Spirit World like Death's vessel.
"This is a Ghost Ship that can sail through the Spirit World?"
Angel turned to Anne, who stood quietly beside her, and asked.
"That's right. It's a Ghost Ship built by the Trensoest Empire during the Fourth Epoch. It has existed for two thousand years."
Two thousand years... It was just as ancient as the Blue Avenger. Only a Ghost Ship could endure that long. An ordinary vessel would have rotted away and fallen apart after even a tenth of that time.
"Since its physical hull has been destroyed, it can now only exist in the Spirit World. But I'm sure you can sense that this ship is still 'alive.'"
Anne gently stroked the central mainmast, an indescribable emotion flickering in her golden eyes.
"The hull was destroyed... Do you mean the ship that ran aground beside the island a few days ago? Was that the one Vice Admiral Dusk destroyed?"
Angel immediately recalled the fragments beneath the cliff.
"Hah. Vice Admiral Dusk? These days, anyone can pull together a few wrecks and call himself an admiral, even without being High Sequence?"
After making a few scornful remarks, Anne nodded.
"That's right. They destroyed the part