Captain Kapp, clutching a large pipe, grabbed the rope with one hand, his brow furrowed as he looked at the somewhat chaotic ink-black sea under the searchlight.
Though it seemed like there was nothing at the moment, his years of sailing experience told him something was about to happen; it's the intuition of a battle-hardened old captain.
Since the Explorer Association no longer offered mission rewards or issued exploration tasks, all explorers at sea had already switched careers.
Nowadays, everywhere in Earth Sea is full of opportunities, why bother to risk lives at sea for money?
It seems only stubborn folks like Kapp would still stick to their old profession.
Yet at this moment, he somewhat regretted the impulsive decision to set out to find the newly appeared island.
He had planned to retire at Hope Island, having already sold his ship, but somehow was persuaded to agree. When will he ever change this impulsive temperament?
