In the captain's cabin, Danitz and the others all turned to look at Sifa, unable to understand why he wanted to see a portrait of Valen Singh Ace.
Edwina's expression remained unchanged as she nodded slightly. "Yes."
She stood, walked to a cabinet, and took out a scroll. She called Danitz over to help, and together they unfurled it, revealing a half-length portrait.
The man in the painting had the distinct features of a Southern Continent native. Mysterious symbols were tattooed across his face, long golden nails pierced through both ears, and the left side of his lower lip was split, as if it had been wounded by a sharp weapon.
He was adorned with feathers and golden bracelets. His gaze was resolute, as though no hardship could defeat him.
Sifa's breathing grew slightly heavier.
Just as he had thought!
When he had heard the word "compass" earlier, Sifa had had a feeling that the adventurer the Iceberg Admiral was searching for, and the "compass" she sought, were very likely the mummy and the burial goods he had discovered in the tomb on that nameless deserted island.
Back then, Sifa had even seen the mummy's spirit body. It looked exactly like the man in the portrait, except Valen's originally dark face had turned pale, his eyes hollow, and the area around them pitch-black after becoming a spirit.
In that case, the compass Edwina was looking for is in my hands, inside the Spirit World Treasure Chest.
Sifa steadied his emotions and looked at the Iceberg Admiral with a smile. "Captain, there's no need to look any further. That compass is with me."
At once, Jodson and the other "higher-ups" rose to their feet and stared at Sifa in disbelief.
A flicker of surprise crossed Edwina's eyes, but she did not