"Monsoon Month... The morning mist had barely dispersed when we spotted this merchant ship. The crest on its sails looked like a slab of cream cake waiting to be sliced... The lads on deck had already sharpened their scimitars to a keen edge..."
"...Adjust our heading, haul up the canvas, like a tavern owner's wife's skirt—we began pursuing this merchant ship!"
"The battle went smoothly..."
The captain's log recorded many things, and Charles flipped through it continuously.
He skipped over the ordinary entries, only carefully reading some of the accounts of battle.
Soon, he found the most recent logs:
"Monsoon Month is nearly half over. We need more Magic Stones, more food, and women! But no ships have passed by here lately."
"But I heard Fangtooth Island has had an opportunity lately. We've decided to make a move on Fangtooth Island!"
"...The battle on Fangtooth Island went smoothly. Just as Old One-Eye said, Fangtooth Island's defenses were lax. We made a killing this time!!"
"...Water Magic Stones, provisions, fine wine! Women! We hauled in a big one all at once!"
After reading this, Charles compared it with the simple nautical chart and found Fangtooth Island's location.
It was at least more than half a month's voyage from here. If the winds were unfavorable, it would take even longer.
On the nautical chart, it was utterly unremarkable, but judging from the voyage log—
This Fangtooth Island was quite wealthy.
Charles continued reading the voyage log until he had finished every entry.
Then he picked up several other books and leafed through them. These were no longer voyage logs, but proper books.
Two erotic novels, and one travelogue recording some strange information.
After skimming through them, Charles gained a little more understanding of this world.
This plane was indeed dominated by the