Not a single sailor could be seen aboard the White Graveyard, yet the ship suddenly seemed to come alive—or rather, perhaps it had always been alive, merely sleeping before and only now awakening.
In any case, it was an undeniable fact that the lifeless objects aboard the ship were moving on their own.
The anchor submerged in the seawater reeled itself in. The unmanned capstan turned by itself, the ropes binding the sails untied themselves, and the unattended sails rose on their own.
Even the rudder turned by itself, causing the grayish-white sailing ship to adjust its direction on the sea before setting off.
Even now, not a single figure could be seen on deck, and the entire ship remained pitch-black. Only the captain's cabin was lit.
The graveyard-silent ship gradually picked up speed, sailing across the dark sea like a grayish-white ghost, silently heading toward the Explorer.
After bidding Anders farewell and leaving the captain's cabin, Big Beard, his hair slicked back and his skin bluish-white, came onto the deck. Watching the lifeless objects aboard move on their own as if guided by invisible hands, he slightly hunched his neck.
"Anders's ability is terrifying. He can control so many inanimate objects. One man can do the work of hundreds, and one man can sail the White Graveyard across the sea."
Big Beard glanced toward the captain's cabin. "I'm so envious. When will I reach such heights myself?"
"Perhaps it won't take too long."
"If I successfully hunt that fellow called Rayleigh this time, I'll be able to exchange for the Sequence 5 potion. Then the gap between Mr. Anders and me will narrow."
As he thought of this, a smile gradually appeared on Big Beard's face, and his expression began to turn savage. Bloody scenes had already appeared in