By the next day at noon, the captain whom Ivita had newly recruited had finally gathered ten sailors. Added to the thirteen professionals Ivita had brought along, as well as three doctors, a chef, and a carpenter, they counted to a crew of twenty-seven when they converged with Tartax at the dock.
A caravel ship, approximately 50 tons and about 30 meters in length, was already docked.
Captain Sam gazed at the ship adorning the azure waves brimming with uncontrollable excitement in his eyes; it had been three years since he had set foot on the open sea.
In Ivita's eyes, this vessel with its white sails stowed away was a remarkable sight under the sunlight, invoking a sense of craftsmanship and art.
This was a new ship.
And this new ship would be the flagship of his expedition fleet for Cross Island.
