Chapter 377: Setting Sail

Chapter 377: Setting Sail

Sein’s silence was the best response.

The tough sailor was convinced that he had figured out Sein’s origins.

“Passengers” like Sein often filled him with unease due to their peculiar dispositions and tendencies to invite trouble.

Yet, he also knew these passengers typically possessed valuable items not easily obtained through regular means, assuming he survived long enough to use them.

After a brief pause, Sein finally remembered the sailor’s question.

With his face hidden under the black hood, he replied in a subdued voice, “I wish to go to Monique Black Market.”

His explicit mention of the “black market” indicated his awareness that the vessel was no ordinary merchant ship.

The sailor showed no surprise but a trace of curiosity appeared on his face as he asked, “You’re not from these parts, are you, Master?”

Despite uncertain how his cover was blown, Sein coolly responded, “Correct, I hail from the Viridescent Land to the north.”

The sailor seemed like he had heard of the Viridescent Land.

“No one calls that place Monique Black Market anymore. It’s been known as Swell City for over twenty years now. This ship will pass through there, as for the fare...” he said, rubbing his fingers.

Sein remained silent. In the end, the sailor smiled awkwardly and finished his own sentence. “For you, five magicoins or any resources of equivalent will do, Master.”

Without saying a word, Sein tossed five magicoins to the sailor.

Based on the economy of the Magus World and the service fee for using the teleportation array in the divine tower, the price was quite expensive for a ship ride. Ne/w novel chapters are published at novelhall.com

However, the sailor was not taking advantage of Sein. Given the potential perils along their journey, the requested sum was indeed a fair price.

The knight was merely earning his keep as a sailor on these vast waters.

After paying the fare, Sein was granted access to the ship.

They represented a gray faction that trod the line between white and black, making them fundamentally different from black mages or black knights.

Their business strategy focused on cultivating a base of regular and returning customers.

Sein estimated the numbers and discovered that the total fare collected from the passengers amounted to just over a hundred coins. Divided equally between the two, each would earn an income exceeding fifty magic coins.

Compared to the earnings of a conventional divine tower mage, this was already a substantial income.

After all, participating in an interplanar war spanning over a decade only yielded merely a few hundred magicoins in total.

Given the lucrative nature of their work, it was hardly surprising that some are drawn to these gray-market professions.

However, Sein was even more curious about the purpose of other passengers, who had parted with a significant sum of magicoins to board this ship.

Among them, a figure particularly caught his attention—a senior initiate clad in a gray magic robe, staying in the cabin at the bottom level.

He was a bearded middle-aged man. Given how cheap his robe and magic rod looked, he had likely depleted his savings just to board the ship. Sein wondered what could be his purpose in the black market.

With a blend of curiosity and composure, Sein sailed toward the storm on the distant horizon, where the sea melded with the sky.

***

The vastness and mystery of the sea were beyond the comprehension of lower life forms.

Having experienced the Viridian Venom Flame World war, Sein was familiar with the immense sea of molten lava in that low-level plane.

Even he, a Rank One mage, could hope to fully explore that immense sea of molten lava, let alone the Boundless South Sea which was comparable to the combined vastness of hundreds of lava seas in the Viridian Venom Flame World.

For those unaccustomed to the intensity of ocean storms, embarking on a journey during storm season was tantamount to risking their lives.

Yet, for Kurt, with his over two centuries of nautical experience, navigating his alchemy vessel through the storm with the agility of a fish was routine.

This very experience afforded Sein a profound realization of his insignificance when measured against the colossal forces of nature.