Pirates kept their stores in secret locations. That was one of their traditional crafts.
The Bloodsail Raiders were no exception. This pirate organization had existed for over a century and passed through generations of leaders.
At one point, even their stored treasures had been lost.
This current batch had been accumulated by Keith over many years.
Of the materials in this shipboard warehouse, roughly half were related to the water element, while the other half were materials related to other elements.
Their prices were calculated according to Isata's market rates.
The more Anderson earned, the happier Charles became.
His own share of the profits was included in the Magic Stones Anderson earned.
After taking down the Bloodsail Raiders, Anderson soon had Keith lead him to the location where they stored their treasure.
It was another nameless little island. The island was even laid with numerous traps, along with seals placed by Tidal Priests to prevent magical power from leaking out.
After landing, Anderson did not even need Keith to lead the way before bursting into laughter.
He had already used his own methods to pinpoint the treasury's location.
The traps along the way did not even require Keith's warnings; they were simply destroyed.
Keith's face remained pale throughout the journey, his spirits sinking lower and lower.
Losing the treasury on Ship Island had already been enough to break his heart.
Now, even the island's accumulations from so many years were about to be lost. Keith even felt like dying.
Anderson took the lead, smashing through the concealment measures set by the Tidal Priests.
The protected treasury was thus laid bare before Charles and the others.
The moment Charles pushed open the doors and entered the warehouse within the cave, he felt dense water-element magical power rushing straight at him.
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