His first boat ride still felt quite novel.
And once the ship got moving, there was not all that much to do.
The old captain occasionally glanced at the Golden Compass and adjusted their course.
As long as the general direction was right, that was enough.
Leaving the Lands Between required passing through the mist, so in theory, any direction would do.
"The Lands Between are the center of the world." The old captain narrowed his eyes at the horizon where sea and sky merged.
"The center? What does 'center' mean here?" Zhao Si asked from beside him.
"What does it mean? Hahaha." The old captain laughed. "You natives of the Lands Between might have no concept of it. But beyond the mist, on other continents, people can see visions of the Lands Between."
"That's amazing." Zhao Si had not expected that.
"It really is. Like a mirage." The old captain offered a brief explanation. "Leaves from the Erdtree can drift out there too, carrying messages to other people. Some religious sects have sprung up as a result."
"What do they worship? The Lands Between?" Zhao Si found this fascinating.
"Yes. The Lands Between are a genuine realm of gods." The old captain stroked the Golden Compass. "Captains like us who own a Golden Compass command a great deal of respect out there!"
"Oh..." Zhao Si smiled too. "Then you must be an emissary of the gods at the very least, Captain."
"You've got that right." The old captain's smile grew even broader. "I may not look it, but I'm famous back home. Even the king has to show me respect."
"Of course. Even the king can't come to the Lands Between." Zhao Si thought the outside world was quite interesting.
The other lands outside the Lands Between were called