Queen Anne's Revenge Sailing from the Seabed

The crew of the Golden Hind were surprised by Asterios's arrival, and even somewhat fearful.

Asterios had put his mask back on, making him look enormous and terrifying, with two great axes gleaming coldly.

Euryale's arrival, on the other hand, drew a rather muted response.

After all, the petite goddess was not their type. Pirates generally preferred mature beauties with curves in all the right places.

Of course, there were exceptions, such as Blackbeard.

They had been sailing for a while now, and the weather at sea was quite pleasant today. Euryale stood at the prow and sang loudly, while Asterios and Mash sat nearby, quietly listening. Even Drake, who was directing the crew's work aboard the ship, could not help stopping to listen.

It had to be said that a goddess's singing truly was wonderful—calling it a rare heavenly melody would not have been an exaggeration.

Meanwhile, Fujimaru Ritsuka and Lawrence were in the cabin below deck, trying to establish communications with Chaldea.

"Let's try one more time." Ritsuka tapped the communicator and folded her arms. "The waters are chaotic right now. Whether we can establish a connection is purely a matter of luck."

Lawrence nodded and restarted the communicator.

"Ritsuka? Ritsuka? Can you hear me?" Unlike last time, when there had been no response at all, Roman's anxious voice finally came through the communicator after a burst of static.

Roman, visible on the small screen, looked at Ritsuka and Lawrence and finally breathed a sigh of relief. "Thank goodness, we finally got through to you. I was worried sick when we couldn't contact you for the past dozen or so hours."

"Don't panic yet. To avoid the connection cutting off again, let's exchange information quickly," Lawrence said seriously. "Did you identify that pirate flag?"

"We did. It belongs