According to Old Bill, this world had long since lost any real cultural inheritance. After all, everything had been swallowed by the sea.
The entire human world had been divided by the boundless ocean into countless isolated ships, floating island markets, and various islands. Whenever storms and tsunamis struck, many people lost all contact with one another and became completely isolated islands.
Yet many historical legends from ancient times had still been passed down, along with even written traditions.
All of this was thanks to a group of people who called themselves minstrels.
They wandered back and forth between islands, floating islands, and ships, spreading the knowledge they had inherited and the things they had seen and heard in different places. This kept the surviving humans from living only on their own isolated islands and becoming ignorant beasts.
Unlike merchants who risked their lives solely for profit, minstrels did not act for gain at all, but for their mission.
It was said that their traditions originated from ancient civilization before the Great Tsunami. As for where they had truly come from, many people had long forgotten.
Legend had it that some of the wisest minstrels had even mastered the magic known as "technology" from ancient civilization.
Because these minstrels possessed the inheritance of civilization, they held an exalted position in this world. Wherever they went, they were somewhat like the wandering monks of old and received offerings from the locals.
Naturally, these minstrels also had to repay the locals with interesting stories and extraordinary tales of their travels.
For the people living on floating island markets and ships, the arrival of a minstrel meant that their monotonous, dreary lives, where all they saw was the endless sea, finally gained a touch of color.
According to Old Bill's intelligence, AN-13 Floating