"It's wonderful that you understand. With someone like the captain, who completely lacks basic knowledge of mysticism, I had to spend ages patiently explaining before he barely understood... never mind those pirates aboard who can't even write~"
"Hmph..." Ivan snorted, only to earn an even brighter smile from this Amon.
It felt as though quite a few stories had already played out aboard this ship...
"All right, so how exactly do we get out of here?" Lorne interrupted Amon's teasing and went straight to the point.
"It's simple. Find a few special ships..."
Amon put away his smile and adjusted his monocle. "After drifting at sea for the past few days, I imagine you've already noticed. Aside from unfortunate souls like yourselves who wandered in by mistake, there are plenty of strange ships drifting through these waters..."
"Most of them are ships that sank centuries ago, or ghost ships from the Fourth Epoch."
"They're part of the trap. Under the original plan, these ships were supposed to appear individually, in batches, over several months. The purpose was simple: create maritime legends that would attract enough attention in the outside world to lure greedy treasure hunters here."
"Only after a sufficiently big fish was lured in would something new happen here.
"But as you can see, an accident involving the original a few months ago disrupted the arrangements here. All the bait that should have appeared in batches has now been released at once."
"If they're all traps, why should we look for them?" Mill Walton, who had remained silent until now, questioned.
"Not every ship is a trap..."
"If everyone who explored this place met with disaster, the legend of the treasure would never spread..."
"So these waters do occasionally let explorers reap some rewards and leave safely... For convenience,