The vast, boundless sea stretched out before them.
A huge fleet was racing across the sea at full speed.
This was the fleet that had received orders.
The Misfortune Fleet, sailing south from Cape City.
The flagship at its head was the Misfortune Flagship carrying Sarah.
At that moment.
On the mechanical lift of the Misfortune Flagship.
A sailor quickly climbed down from it.
"Report."
"Lady Sarah."
"According to the route guidance for our current position."
"The Shadow Isles should be just ahead."
On the deck of the warship.
Sarah, who was studying the sea chart, looked up when she heard that.
"The Shadow Isles!"
"I never thought that after several eras."
"I would return here once again."
The first mate of the Misfortune Flagship beside her asked.
"My lady."
"Did you come here during the Old Continent Era?"
The corners of Sarah's lips curled slightly.
"I did more than come here."
"The graduation practical for the Nossa Empire Navy was to establish a pirate fleet of one's own in the Shadow Isles."
"I remember I was only twenty that year."
"I recklessly entered the Shadow Isles with my academy instructor and more than a dozen classmates."
"Our ship was sunk on the very first day, and we became prisoners of the pirates."
"My instructor and classmates exposed their identities and were all killed by the pirates."
"I was the only lucky one."
"I escaped from the pirates' water prison."
"Afterward, on a small island to the south, I joined a newly formed pirate crew."
"I remember the captain was a thirteen-year-old boy who liked wearing a straw hat."
"But he had a legendary Sword Saint under his command who wielded two swords."
"At the time, the boy said he would find the treasure Red Beard had hidden somewhere in