Tulas

In the pitch-black Ship's Grave, the Silver Elk rose and fell upon the sea.

The Silver Elk was the cargo ship under White Shell Shipping Company that Angel had discovered earlier, with Haska stationed aboard.

Angel was currently on the fourth floor of the Silver Elk, seated before a desk and reading a thick, leather-bound book by the dim yellow light of a fluorite lamp.

A thick stack of books also sat on the desk. Judging by their arrangement, Angel had already finished reading them.

The sea was calm, and the cargo ship lay quietly at rest. Beneath the dim yellow light, time itself seemed steeped in silence.

The only sound in the entire space was the rustle of pages as Angel turned them.

Within this dark and mysterious space, it was difficult to tell morning from night. After an unknown amount of time had passed, Angel removed his monocle and closed his eyes to ponder for a moment.

He had returned here because he had learned of the existence of the "king of violence," as well as his profession—pirate.

Since he was a legendary figure who made his living at sea, Angel had guessed that there should be records of his life here.

Yet he had just gone through all the famed pirates recorded from the golden age of navigation—the Burning Copper Era—and found absolutely nothing about this "king of violence," Tulas.

That made him wonder whether he had been thinking about it the wrong way.

Angel fell silent for a moment, his gaze slowly drifting to the desktop. One final book lay on the smooth surface.

—"The Shining Silver Age."

This was not a book that documented pirates. It simply recorded figures from the Shining Silver Era whose influence endured to the present day. These figures were not