Though it was still daytime, the surroundings were shrouded in dense, silent fog. It was gloomy, terrifying, and utterly sunless, as though invisible monsters lurked within the mist, their gaping maws waiting for people to walk into their traps.
In this eerie environment, a warship sailed quietly through the fog.
"Most of the ships that disappeared in the Devil Triangle Sea Area lost their bearings in the mist and eventually became trapped here," Borsalino said, sinking into a lounge chair with his legs crossed atop the deck railing. "Of course, that isn't much of a problem for us. As long as..."
Longinus nodded. Indeed, if even Moria could occupy these waters for ten years, then the two of them had even less to worry about.
The Devil Triangle Sea Area was not actually as dangerous as the rumors claimed.
"As long as we don't run into that 'White Dragon.'"
"White Dragon?"
"It is a massive white whirlpool, like a white dragon, that suddenly rises from the seabed. Though it is rare, every appearance brings a terrible disaster!" Borsalino said solemnly, his usual joking expression surprisingly gone.
Though to Longinus, Borsalino's "serious" face looked even more sleazy.
"So that's what you meant. I've heard an interesting rumor about it..." Longinus said with a smile. "They say the White Dragon is actually a dreamlike tunnel through time and space, capable of carrying those caught within it to another world or another era."
"Oh~~~ How terrifying!" Borsalino said, "pale with fright."
Just then, a Marine Captain came over to report, "Vice Admiral Borsalino, Commodore Longinus, we have arrived at Onigashima."
"On the island?" Longinus asked.
"It is only a disguise. Commodore Longinus, come with me and you will see."
The island was not particularly large, but it was gloomy and sinister. Its oppressive