The ship appeared pitch black even under moonlight, forever shrouded in shadow and darkness.
Only the faint lights on its deck were visible.
As it rose from the water, the Blue Fist came to a stop on the surface. Andre stood at the bow, pushed off with all his might, and leaped across the gap, disappearing into the gloom.
The people on deck watched without interfering.
"That ship is…" Ed couldn't help but ask in a low voice.
Elena, beside him, first gave him a speechless look, wondering why he thought she knew everything, but she didn't complain, and simply shook her head, obviously she didn't know either.
A moment later, Andre leaped back from the darkness, clutching a cloth bag. The bag was pale yellow with silver trim, clearly no ordinary object. This was likely the reason he had boarded the mysterious vessel.
A short while later, the shadowy ship slowly sank beneath the waves once more.
"Alright, it's time to go to Meister Island," Andre said, his face as serious as ever.
