A massive sailing ship sailed across the open sea. Nearly two hundred meters long, its bow and stern rose high into the air, making the entire ship look like a curved crescent moon.
The ship's outer hull was painted black. Its deep, pitch-black color gave it a heavy presence, like a gigantic tombstone floating on the sea.
There were three rows of cannons on each side of the hull. The cannons were arranged in an orderly, staggered formation, while the structures rising above the deck—apart from the masts—were just as towering and massive, standing at least as high as five-story buildings.
It was a strange sailing ship with only one sail. A black tombstone was painted across that sail.
Every pirate and adventurer on the sea recognized the symbol. It represented a terrifying, legendary sailing ship: the Death Announcer!
At that moment, a short-haired woman with two pistols at her waist leaned against the railing on the Death Announcer's deck, raising a hand to shield her head from the blazing sunlight. Beside her, a burly man sat on the ground with a pair of gauntlets lying nearby, drinking wine.
"We're going back to that damned ocean again. Last time, I nearly went insane." The drinking man looked somewhat fearful, which seemed out of place with his rough appearance.
The short-haired woman said lazily, "This time is different. This time, we've hooked a big fish. It's worth the risk."
The burly man raised his head, his thick brows drawing together. "Admiral of Stars? Didn't we steal her Golden Leaves?"
The short-haired woman chuckled. "I heard from the second mate that she only handed over one leaf. Do you think someone with Admiral of Stars' abilities would infiltrate the Faust Society just to take one Golden Leaf?"
The burly man slapped his