I am the devil's sailor, Captain Ratcha Leonez.

An explorer seeking the mystery of the sea.

In the sea, there are numerous romances lurking in the breath to be pursued risking their lives.

In the ancient days of Tai Ancient times, a fallen and stretched demon tribe migrated to the island to build its own civilization.

A number of paradise islands managed by mermaids

And the Dragon Emperor Castle, where the Dragon King Geiser Dragon lives, is also at the end of the sea, he said.

None of them are known yet.

The reality has not been confirmed.

Those, find an island no one has ever seen and take the first step.

Isn't this what marine explorers really are?

Land says the war is over, all the worlds are connected, etc., but those words are bullshit from people who only know the narrow world.

This world is much wider and bigger in areas we haven't even seen yet.

It is the life of a man of the sea that keeps unraveling every one of them as long as possible.

As long as I have this life, I'll slip through the ocean without a path.

My dear thinker, the Saint Imelda, hold the wind in its abundant sails!

And in the course of the voyage, the sail of the San Imelda stopped embracing the wind at all.

It is.

The most horrible thing for us sailors.

No wind, no waves.

An ocean of silence where everything has been pushed to silence.

The sailboat can't move anywhere without taking the wind to the sail, so once caught by the wagon, we just have to keep waiting for the whims of heaven.

Only a small part of us can get on a magically powered ship that is free to navigate without the wind, the great ones of the Demon King's Army.

When does the wind blow?

If you wait a little, you might blow it, or you might not blow it if it's not tomorrow.

After three days, ten days, a month or six months, I don't know if the wind will blow.

The men on the ship may starve to death and still not blow.

The more we are caught, the more we realize that we are small beings brought to life by the whims of nature.

Thirteen days have already passed since the ship stopped.

Food for stockpiles had begun to run out at a standstill far beyond expectations.

Miraculously, the wind blew quickly, and even assuming you could jump into the nearest harbor, the critical residue.

Tell the crew we'll reduce two meals a day at a time, and if we don't put up with it, too, there's nothing we can do.

There has been despair on the deck.

I was wondering if we were going to die dry like this.

From the moment I decided to be a sailor, though I was prepared not to die quietly on land.

I didn't expect such a quiet and plain end to die at sea.

At the end of the marine adventurer, no way lacks dramatic.

If you're going to die here, would you at least drop some thunder and burn this body down?

And my surviving companions will tell and spread the word about my rare end.

"Captain......! Captain!"

If I was caught up in crappy paranoia, the sailors called me in.

My hunger wasn't too conscious. Dangerous.

"... what? Did you find us on the haunted ship that takes us to the underworld?

"I don't know if it's a ghost ship, but the watch has discovered the ship. It's coming straight this way."

I meant to joke about it, but Summer of Consciousness clears up all at once on unexpected reports.

"How many stupid things are you talking about? The ship's coming this way. So?

Have you forgotten what kind of crisis situation we're in?

What kind of boat breaks a wave in a breeze?

"That's why the sailors are upset and noisy, too. Outreach Could really be a ghost ship......!

The sailor crap joke leaks his tongue unexpectedly.

Well, you just have to make sure with these eyes.

I left the captain's office and went up to the deck.

"Which one?

"Right side, sir."

When I go out on the edge of the deck guided by sailors, something like a ship does float all the way across the ocean separated.

There are no sails.

It had a strange appearance.

And he's obviously approaching this way.

"... there's no wind, is there?

I couldn't help but ask my surroundings if I could tell by asking my own skin about that.

Why is that sailless ship going in the windless!?

"If there's no wind but you can move, then you don't need a sail...!?"

"Rumor has it, is he the magic powered ship of the Demon King's Army? Then I'm convinced you can move even though there's no wind..."

"No......!

I've seen a magically powered ship in kind, but it's clearly not the same design as a ship that's nowhere near sight right now.

Now the mysterious ship that floats on the sea plains of vision is more sparkling, you say...?

... I see a step by step clarity as I approach.

What the fuck is this!?

The hull's glowing like metal!?

"No, it's like metal......, it's not! The metal itself! An iron ship!

"Why iron! You're going to sink in normal water!? Rust in the sea breeze!!"

"No way, really ghost ship. Huh!?"

The sailors are confused, too.

Even though starvation is slowing my head spinning, making a scene so far would mean that's all the shock.

"Duh, what do you do...!?"

"Hi. Hey, I can't move this way, so if the other one's coming, I'll have to pick him up.... just let the sailors have their weapons for once"

Eventually the incredible ship crossed our San Immelda.

The board will be handed over to you to create an impromptu bridge connecting the two ships.

And it came across...

"Oak!?"

"Ghaaaaaa!? Why the monster?!?"

Monster ship!?

I don't know what the hell that ship is!?

The only thing I can say for sure is that the orcs that have been riding away are as if they were not normal.

If they break out, my ship will be wiped out.

... and as you can see at first glance, the signs are different.

I thought I didn't like the plain way I died, but I can't believe such a strange death would pick me up.

This is the end that marine adventurers deserve!!

"Oh, uh..."

!?

If I was prepared for anything, the orcs talked to me.

What the hell!?

"I let you get on board without permission because there seems to be something wrong, are you okay? Shipwreck? From what I've seen, you all seem pale, and you're hungry?

Orcs cared for me.

We talked about our situation and asked them to answer...

"I see..., my you! Looks like a wreck after all! They're running out of food......!

When the orcs shouted back to their ships, one in the other column, hyolo......, people?

... is that it? What's that look like?

"Okay -! Don't hesitate, Janjang. I'll bring you in! Ask the sailor if he's sick!

"Understood!"

Monsters are listening to people!?

The people in question raise their voices further this way.

"Ah! You're the captain there!? Sorry for coming so far -! I'm the leader of this ship! I'll bring in the food now, so I'll say hello then again!

"Ha ha...!?"

"Are you okay with leukemia or something?!? I know. You're going to be at sea, right? Leukemia!! Because I've loaded a lot of orange juice -!!"

What the hell...!?

Anyway, what I can say for sure was that we were supposed to die by this rare encounter to get tomorrow.

"... so"

Five days after that.

Having been able to enter the nearest Harbor Street, I stirred up liquor in the tavern and chewed up the raw feeling.

Not a single sailor could survive without a shortage.

Good!

"We were caught in a strange boat, and we were able to catch a trade route. Until then, I was really ready to die. I thought I'd never see your nasty side again!

"Shut the fuck up, man. That's it. More lies."

"Ahhh!?"

He said he exchanged cups with fellow explorers he ran into in Port Town and quickly showed off my wonder experience, but he called me a liar from Hannah!?

"I'm sure you're lying! A ship that runs on its own even though it doesn't have a sail? And the exterior's made of metal? There's no way there's a ship like that in this world! Metal would sink! It rusts in the sea breeze!!"

"That's true indeed... but I saw it with these eyes, so you can't help it...!

I just have to believe that that was really what happened.

Hundreds of romances truly present in the vast ocean.

That ship is one of those romances, no doubt.

But my fellow ocean men, they can't believe that romance.

"It's more than such a euphemism. There's been some funny rumors in the alley lately, don't you hear?

"Ah?"

"Whatever, there seems to be an ideal home somewhere in this world where all treasures are gathered together................... its name is also the farm of the saints"

A saint's farm?

"Rumors are spreading among people's adventurers. If you go to a saint's farm, they say that there are any tools, weapons, treasures, or treats that people dream of. So, what do you want to talk about?

"Trying to find that saint's farm and them together?

"Guess what. Looks like some elephant adventurers are already searching around on land, but there are still a few of them trying to approach it from the sea. Maybe we can get through this if we're good, huh?

My fellow explorers showed a mountainous greedy face, but my heart didn't dance.

"I'm gonna stop."

More than that, I have what I want to pursue now.

"I will find that ship of wonder again!

I ended up breaking up with that ship when I entered a regular route of passage.

Unconsciously, I left my opponent without asking his name or his identity.

It's a huge failure in view of the fact that I was puzzled through because of a situation that blew me away so much, that I was hungry and had a bad head turn.

That's why I don't know.

Where was that ship built? Who is that race-like man who commands the ship? And that name.

I don't even know where to go to see you again.

"It's more of a strange ship than a saint's farm I've never seen. Whatever it is, you actually saw it!

"Isn't that an illusion I saw on extreme hunger?

"Bullshit. Such an amazing ship can be found on a saint's farm. I will meet that ship again and try to solve its mystery!!"

A romance that shook the hearts of marine explorers.

Because that strange ship must be a first-class romance.