By the time the dinner was nearly over, Edwina signaled for Sifa to leave with her. Under Danitz and the others' watchful eyes, the Iceberg Admiral led Sifa out of the captain's quarters, across the deck, and into the cabins.
They followed a dimly lit corridor, passed one wooden door after another, then climbed a staircase to the second level. This was where the ship's dining hall was located, but they were not heading there. The Iceberg Admiral brought Sifa to a room in front of the dining hall.
Edwina pushed open the door. It appeared to be unlocked. Inside were tables and cabinets, while picture frames, masks, and various collectibles hung on the walls.
This place was practically a collection room.
"The results of our various treasure hunts are mostly kept here. Some have commemorative value, while others need to be studied before their worth can be understood."
Edwina took out the compass Sifa had handed her earlier and placed it on a table. On the table lay a parchment-bound book with a line of Ancient Feysac on its dark brown cover: "Groselle's Travels."
"This is a book from over three thousand years ago. It came from a sunken ship beneath the sea. It was submerged for 165 years, yet it was not damaged."
"It records a story. If you are interested, you may take it and read it."
Edwina picked up the book and handed it to Sifa.
A story?
A book from more than three thousand years ago?
As expected of pirate adventurers. They could actually find something this ancient. If Oswald were here, that old fox would probably be positively gleaming.
Sifa accepted the book, casually opened it, and gave it a quick read.
The book mainly recorded how a giant named Groselle decided to travel