"Wait, wait! Don't say the name!"

Just as Fisher said the name, Emhart in front of him directly opened his mouth, and before Fisher could react, he quickly shrank to the top of the bookshelf and poked out half of his head, and his eyes on the bookcover turned around, as if he was afraid that a terrible demon god would suddenly appear from somewhere on the ship.

"Is it so terrifying, even if it's a true myth, there shouldn't be a taboo that can't recite its name, right?"

Fisher has a basis for saying this, because according to his previous experience, he has only seen one existence with such terrifying power as "reciting his name and knowing his existence", and that is the stinky snake that sprays his face with a stream of water... Oh no, Ramasteaa, God of Life.

Even if it is divided according to the hierarchy of life, Fisher does not feel that Ramastia is a mythical level existence, and it is very likely that she is a higher level existence than the mythical level.

And Paimon, no matter how powerful he is, should still belong to the category of mythology, and he can't compare with gods like Ramastia.

"You don't know, Paimon is the weirdest of all demons, and in ancient times, she liked to play different people to participate in or witness a certain piece of history, and even the Sanctuary couldn't resist her infiltration and let her get in... Hey, is there a chance that that Jessie is Paimon? No, no, it's too dangerous, we have to run away!"

Seeing Emhart huddled on the bookshelf pretending to be dead and shivering, Fisher almost knew that he would not have any good fruit to eat when he was caught by Paimon in the Abyss, but unlike Emhart, he wasn't worried that Paimon would pay attention to him because he had discovered a way to summon her.

The reason is also very simple, since Paimon was able to let Emhart go in the first place, she must not have taken this conscious relic too seriously, and now Emhardt's fear of her is entirely due to traumatic stress.

"Calm down, Emhart, this is just a method used by ancient humans to summon Paimon. We're not going to repeat the steps above, you've already documented the above, and nothing happens."

Emhart, who was hiding on the bookshelf, poked his head out slightly, and only then took a few deep breaths when he saw the parchment scroll that had been caught under the book cover by Fisher, and then floated tremblingly and returned to Fisher's shoulder.

"Okay, ahem... Actually, I'm not afraid of her, I'm just a little worried about your safety, you know, a special human like you is the most to her taste, what if she dresses up as a beautiful woman to tempt you? You're another one who can't control your lower body, and you'll definitely fall into her trap when the time comes..."

Fisher patted Emhardt's head with black lines on his face, interrupting his slander against himself, but instead of getting up, he turned back the "Exocet Logbook" in his hand.

On the first page after the title page, all the information about the Exocet is written, including its stats, staffing, and so on.

Fisher's gaze quickly fixed on the words "Captain: Jesse", and next to that line of text was a yellowed old photograph of a blonde young man, wearing a captain's uniform in the old standard style of the Nari Pioneer Company, looking sunny and vibrant.

Fisher's face showed no surprise, he just fixed his eyes on the glowing eyes of the young man in the photograph before turning the pages back, all about the voyage of the real Captain Jesse.

The story tells the story of a student who graduated from the Royal Academy, inspired by Captain Blake, and decided to give up his original major to go to sea to contribute to Nari's pioneering career.

But as the voyage progressed, Captain Jesse grew confused, he had seen too much killing and pillage in the Southern Continent, and the blood and screams that had been shed made him reflect on whether his original goal was what it was today.

Captain Jesse is a man of conscience, he has made a lot of money from sailing, but he has not abandoned his bottom line because of these glories and riches.

After days and nights of reflection on the crimes of pioneering, he became tired of the voyage he had never tired of, and resisted the pioneering company that he regarded as a pioneer of light.

"This is Captain Jesse's last mission from the Pioneer Corporation, and the Exocet has been ordered to escort back to Nari the treasure unearthed from the ruins of the Southern Continent, including two relics and a large amount of gold coins from the Southern Continent. Sadly, these treasures never returned to Nari, and my crew and I resolved to rebel against the Pioneer Company and leave our original course and head further east."

This is the lower part of the story, the back page is very thin, and it looks like it has reached the end of Captain Jesse's life, and the next entry appears in the captain's journal a few months after the previous record, and this is the last thing Captain Jesse wrote down.

"Our ship is wanted by the Pioneer Company, and we originally wanted to take these treasures to the east coast of the Western Continent, but their pursuit and interception forced us to abandon this idea... Now we have to go north, and the next stop is Pattioson Island."

"My crew has had a different heart because of the hardships of this time, I can detect the little thoughts buried in their hearts, I need to be careful... I regret telling them where those treasures are buried, and I underestimate human greed."

"Melissa, my darling, I don't know if I'll ever live to see you, and I know I'll never have a chance to say these things to you again, but being engaged to you is really the right thing I've ever done in my life, I love you dearly, and Mother Goddess bears witness to my loyalty to you... I'm sorry, but I probably won't be able to go back to Nari."

With nothing left, Fisher slowly looked away from the last paragraph of the book, and then threw the long-dusted book on the desk in front of him, rather casually.

"It seems that the crew killed the captain without discovering this journal hidden deep in the shelf... Also, the old man doesn't seem to like to read. Of course, the crew members didn't check the bookshelves when they were busy grabbing treasure. Let's go, let's see what those treasures really look like."

At this moment, there was a fluctuation of the magic of the lake in the cabin below, and Fisher stood up, a black sword hilt fell into the palm of his hand for some reason, and he gently pushed open the door of the captain's room and stepped into the moonlight.

There was silence on the deck, and he led Emhart all the way to the cabin below deck.

......

......

Magical lights hung in the wooden corridor of the cabin below, but I don't know if it was because the magic coat of arms was not stable due to the passage of time, anyway, the light flickered on and off, adding a bit of gloom to the already narrow corridor.

Fisher walked around the basement floor but didn't notice the old man posing as Jesse, so he continued to the lower level.

As he walked, he looked at the sides of the corridor, and saw that there were extremely obvious knife marks and bullet marks on some walls and handrails, and often not far from these marks you could find several blood stains that had completely dried up and fused with the wooden planks, just as Fisher had seen when he first boarded the boat.

These marks all corroborate the story behind the captain's journal, and there was an infighting on the Exocet because of the treasures on board.

Captain Jesse had decided to flee with the company's cargo because of a conscience, but now it seems that his crew did not have such noble sentiments, and they had been fighting for gold and jewels from the beginning.

Jesse was killed by the crew during the voyage, and the rest of the crew fought over the distribution until one winner was the winner to claim all the treasure.

He was supposed to take the Exocet and the treasure on it to fly away, but he didn't expect to be intercepted by a group of unreasonable gangsters on Pattiosin Island.

In order to survive, he hid the ship's treasure so that the gang did not find what they wanted, and he lied to Fisher about claiming to be the captain of the Exocet

Sympathy, all in order to return to the ship today to retrieve the treasure that he has been thinking about day and night.

Just as Fisher moved down the floor, a pitch-black muzzle behind him was aimed at his back, and the old finger pressed the trigger, but just as he was about to fire hard, the man in front of him turned his head reluctantly, and his eyes revealed a cold look at the old man who was hiding in a room and poked out his head.

That glance made the old man's heart cold, his brain hadn't reacted yet, but the movement of his fingers had already pressed the trigger first,

"Bang!"

The sound of muskets exploded in the darkness, but a blade of mercury faster than a bullet had stretched out and slashed the bullet in mid-air, bursting out of the darkness with sparks as brilliant as fireworks.

Fisher's body didn't move, and the fluid blade took his place and headed towards the old man's palm.

"Buzz!"

The high-speed flowing blade stretched out, and it quickly bounced on the old man's hand a few times, leaving several deep wounds that could be seen, and even faster than the piercing pain reached the sea of brains, the figure of the Nari man getting closer and closer.

This guy... Isn't it human?!

"Monsters!"

The musket fell to the ground, and Fisher had already grabbed him by the neck with one hand, and his right hand had no idea of respecting the old and loving the young, and in an instant, it struck from the elbow all the way up, knee, elbow, shoulder, and then his head...

Fisher's big hand twisted reluctantly, and when he threw the old man in front of him again, his limbs had fallen to the ground weakly like a disassembled doll, and only his terrified gaze remained on Fisher's body.

"Misunderstanding... Misunderstanding, it's all a misunderstanding! I thought... I thought it was the gangsters catching up, that's why..."

Fisher slowly withdrew the hilt of the sword in his hand into his arms, and swept around the room, only to see that a [hidden magic] appeared near the window of this guest room, this magic has been activated by some kind of password at this moment, and a little golden light flashed in the illusory space after the magic, obviously this magic is hidden in the treasure they hid before.

Fisher stepped on the old man's body, and the expression on his face was like a smile.

"You know, greedy people are always eager to expose their flaws, and if you do come on the boat and do nothing, I may spend a little more effort trying to pry the password out of your head to open this magic..."

"How does it feel to have the treasure to yourself after killing the captain, and now that you're finally getting what you want, are you satisfied?"

Although Fisher didn't have any kindness to the old man when he first came on the ship, after Fisher knew the story of what happened on the ship and the hidden magic he had turned on, the old man was already a dead man, and he didn't care whether he fired or not.

"No... You... How would you know? You listen to me, I didn't get involved in the things on the ship, it was the other crew members who did it to the captain, and I was just defending myself. You... You want the treasure on board, right? I can give you all the treasures, as long as you can let me live and let me get off the ship, these things are yours!"

"Isn't that what you're for, everyone is here for this, there's no need to do more, right? If you let me go, I can swim back to Pattioshim, as long as—"

In the darkness, Fisher ignored his defense, and he slowly raised the fluid sword in his hand and aimed it at the old man on the ground who was powerless to struggle.

"Okay, shut up, if you have anything to justify, wait until you go to the Mother Shrine and talk to her old man... By the way, there's one more thing, Captain Jesse greetings you."

"Kacha!"

The old man's hole opened slightly, and the next moment the silver light in front of him flashed into his neck, completely separating his head, and even when he was dying, his hands still held the golden compass in front of his chest, as if he wanted to completely inlay his fingers into gold.

"Wow, he seems to be incontinent, it's disgusting... Wait, Fisher

If you kill him, will you sail to the north?"

"This ship is steam-powered, as long as the course is good, you won't drive in the wrong place, I learned how to drive a steam ship in the military academy, and there is magic and you on it, don't worry about running out of manpower."

「... I'm just a book! How can I help you sail the boat?"

"There's always someone who can help, Crew Emhart."

「......」

Fisher looked away from the corpse of the old man on the ground and looked at the space behind the magic in front of him, and he leaned closer, seeing the jewels, gold, and two oddly shaped objects hidden inside, as well as a few ancient documents of the Pioneer Company.

It seems that this magic was originally used by the captain to store these important documents, but who knew that Captain Jesse also put an extra secret compartment behind his bookshelf.

Fisher took out the gold jewels and the two oddly shaped relics, but the lights in the room were so dim that the illuminated magic crest was about to disappear, so he had to put the gold here first, while he dragged the old man's body back to the deck with two relics.

After throwing the old man's body into the sea, he returned to Jesse's bright captain's chamber and took a closer look at the two strange-looking relics in front of him.

The first object is very recognizable, its appearance is strange but it has a very high-end beauty, the whole takes the shape of a cuirass, very light and thin, forged from some kind of metal, Fisher holds it in the palm of his hand and does not feel any weight at all, as light as a feather.

"Fisher! This thing is a cuirass made by the Holy Descent, and the effect is exactly what you think, not only is it very light but also very hard, and this one is also the one of the highest quality holy relics, you see, the lines on it are very uniform, which means that the Holy Descent who forged it is definitely a highly skilled senior forger..."

Fisher put the breastplate on his chest and tried it, and suddenly found that this breastplate could also be actively adjusted to fit his body, he had just put the angel breastplate on his body, and the breastplate was already tightly attached to his body, as if it was specially made for Fisher.

After that, Fisher took it down again and prepared to test its specific strength, he used all his strength to hit the surface of the breastplate with his bare hands without leaving any traces, and the fluid sword would only have a little more subtle traces, it seems that it can withstand the eighth to ninth order physique attacks without any problems.

This could be used by himself, so Fisher put it under his shirt, and after moving it a few times to make sure that there was no discomfort, he set his eyes on the next relic with satisfaction.

It was an all-black ring with no gem enclass on it, but it was very spacious, more than twice as wide as the usual ring in which Fisher carved magic.

"Emhat, do you know this?"

Fisher glanced at the black ring in his hand, which had a bit of a miraculous luster that could only be found in relics, but so far it had shown no effect.

"Uh... I don't know anything about it, and besides, this artifact looks a little bit... Huh, rough?"

"Rough?"

Fisher glanced at Emhart beside him in surprise, this guy respects the angel species very much, and basically will not spit out any disrespectful words to them from his mouth, but this relic can get such an evaluation from him, which can't help but make Fisher suspect that this thing is very likely not forged by the angel species.

Could it be that it is a wood rhino? Or is it some other being who has learned the art of forging from the angels?

"By the way, the hair strand that Jasmine wore on her head before is also a relic, which one is a little better than this relic."

"Hmm... I think the whale girl has a little better hair in her hair."

"Is that so?"

Fisher touched his chin, and then tested the relic, only to find that it had no effect no matter how much he hit it, but when Fisher

When the magic circuit on Er's hand lit up, the ring began to burst out with a small shimmer, but Fisher's magic left no trace on it.

This strange discovery caught Fisher's attention, and his experience as a magician gave him a little inspiration about the purpose of the artifact.

"I seem to know what this thing is for..."

"Huh? Does it have any effect?"

Fisher didn't speak, he took the carving knife from the magic material, and Fisher dipped a little of the magic material, and then began to carve a simple ring of magic in Emhardt's rather surprised gaze.

"Wait, what are you doing?! Carving magic on a relic at will most likely cause damage to the relic..."

"Don't worry, let me try."

It didn't take long for a ring of magic to be carved out by Fisher, he chose a ring of light magic [illumination], and then put the ring on his hand and pointed it at the night sky outside, and the moment the magic was activated, the ring burst out with a brilliance that was countless times more dazzling than usual, almost blinding Emhart's eyes, and almost didn't scold his mother.

"Mom, is this a ring of magic? Why are they so bright, my eyes!"

Fisher didn't pay any attention to his complaints, but he seemed very excited at this moment, because Emhart was right, this is not the effect of the first ring magic at all, and the intensity of this lighting has obviously reached the level of the second or even the third ring...

In other words, the magic engraved on this ring can increase the magic power of the engraving, and this is the true effect of this relic!

Fisher looked down and watched as the ring of magic that had just been engraved on the ring on his hand slowly disappeared, except for the little remaining world echo fluctuations, the ring was as if it had never been engraved with magic, and there was no wear and tear, which made Fisher look even more amazed.

If Jesse had been asked to bring this thing back to Saint Nari, it is estimated that this thing could fetch a sky-high price in the wizard's circle.

Material loss is a big problem in the wizarding world, and this ring can not only completely eliminate magic loss but even increase the power of magic, which is simply a relic specially designed for magicians.

Fisher wore the ring on his hand quite preciously, and there was some love for it, but in the process of wearing it, he suddenly found that the inside of the ring seemed to be carved with a line of text, which made Fisher's skin feel a noticeable depression.

He frowned and removed the ring from his hand, pointing it at the light in the room, and under that light, the characters within the ring slowly revealed.

It was a line that Fisher thought was familiar and unfamiliar, and it read,

【Karasawa あすか】

(Asuka Karazawa)