After landing at Siren Strait, Gelman and the others made their way into a forest.
Shadows from the dense foliage fell over them.
"We'll head this way."
Biscuit unfolded the route map, which had been drawn based on Chairman Netero's account, then took out a compass and said excitedly,
"I can already smell my precious crystals."
"First of all, we're a long way from the volcano. Chairman Netero spent nearly a week walking there back then," Morel said, adjusting his sunglasses. "Second, crystals don't have a smell... Well, maybe they smell like mud."
"You're an Ocean Hunter who's come ashore. How could you know more than me, a Jewel Hunter?" Biscuit pointed at her head and narrowed her eyes. "This is my 'Hunter's intuition'!"
"Fine, fine. I can't argue with you." Morel raised both hands in surrender.
Biscuit didn't press her advantage. Instead, she rubbed her chin, furrowed her brow, and said,
"But it really is quite a distance. We can only walk there, and that'll take a while."
"Maybe not." Gelman spoke up suddenly.
Everyone turned to look at him in surprise.
"You have a way?" Biscuit asked, delighted. "Ah... I knew you'd have a way. You've never let us down."
"It's the same as before." Gelman ignored Biscuit's deliberate flattery. "If I can conjure a yacht, I can conjure other things too."
Biscuit understood what Gelman meant and widened her eyes. "You mean an airship? If we take an airship, we might get there in a day."
"Right, an airship," Gelman said. "But like the yacht, the airship I conjure will only look the part. It won't have any functions besides flying and carrying us."
"Got it, got it." Biscuit caught on quickly. "Our Nen Energy is the 'fuel,' and there's no machinery or equipment. It's just brute