Life at sea was extremely dull.
Although the Fearless was not considered small, staying aboard for too long still became incredibly boring.
The Nether Sea was vast.
Boundless.
A true forbidden land.
No one had ever heard of anyone describing what lay at the end of the Nether Sea. Even the myths passed down since ancient times contained no such information.
Leaving the port.
As the lighthouse's light gradually receded until it vanished.
There were more than a hundred people aboard.
They immediately developed the illusion that they were the only people left in the entire world. All around them was darkness, and besides the sound of splashing waves, their ears heard only the Nether Sea's peculiar, eerie weeping.
In such an environment.
It was easy for a person's mental state to develop problems.
Therefore, except while on duty, drinking and gambling were not prohibited aboard the ship.
People, after all.
Always needed some way to vent.
Especially Awakened.
They were already a group of people prone to mental problems. If they bottled things up until something went wrong, the consequences would be disastrous.
Heard that some ships even raised sheep.
Because...
You ask why they did not bring women aboard? Because there had long been a rumor in Demon Port that having women aboard a ship easily invited disaster, and also increased the chances of being targeted by evil spirits.
This rumor had little basis.
But going to sea involved one's life and livelihood, so everyone would consciously eliminate some unnecessary risk factors.
Even if it was only a guess.
Of course.
With many trees, there were bound to be rotten branches; with many people, there were bound to be idiots.
Indeed.
There were occasionally fools whose lower halves had gone to their heads, refusing to believe in bad