Waves relentlessly slapped and teased the knights on the deck. Not far away, there is a shadow of an island.
No one can look at its shape or its size.
Rosella was in the front cabin, seeing the shadow of the island.
It would've taken two or three days to travel by sea in a normal boat or ship, but in the Poseidon ship, where Rosella is, it only takes one or two hours. Exposing the fact of the ship's speed.
Rosella sighed. "The history of the island is mysterious." Murmured.
Many, many years ago, before the magic, came into contact with humans, and only existed in the 'Void Age' period, the island was populated by hundreds of people forming twelve clans.
They all got along very well. Each one of them had a special ability, they called it, [Gift].
Some were good at fishing. There was not a day when they did not catch less than twenty huge fish.
Others knew how to build. Each hut was built not only of wood, but of stone as well.
