Chapter 716 - Missing Ships
It was a wooden ship, or what remained of a wooden ship.
Angor didn’t know much about the designs of ships, but he would agree with Helen that it did look pretty ancient.
The figurehead of the ship was a half-sphere, which consisted of several peacock feather-like components that still had paint on it. If what Helen said was true, that the ship came from three thousand years ago, then this decorative shape must have looked quite beautiful.
But other than that, the ship was just… broken. Old and battered.
“How could that thing stay afloat?”
While wondering, he heard several sailors talking about the ship with trembling voices.
“A ghost ship?”
He looked again and realized that the ship did look like those ghost ships mentioned in stories.
“This means the room is dry,” said Helen.
Erwin inspected Angor’s illusion, which showed the interior of the captain’s room.
Rotten furniture, golden trinkets that looked undamaged…
“Yes, these originated from the Age of Gold as well.” Erwin pointed at the items and said, “Also, this ship probably belonged to royalty.”
The puppet reached a writing desk in the room. Beside the desk lay a single human skeleton, which was probably the only skeleton they could find.
“The ship’s captain, I think?” said Helen. “His clothes were torn, but they must have looked very fine before. But… where is his head?”
As they could see, the skeleton didn’t have a skull but was otherwise intact.
Angor still found no danger on the strange ship and decided to spend some more time going over his next plan.
Helen suddenly called and interrupted his thoughts, “Sir! The ship! It’s disappearing!”
Angor looked around and noticed that the bottom of the “ghost ship” was slowly fading away, as if devoured by an invisible portal from below.
The “portal” had reached the deck level. Angor frowned and ordered the scout puppet to quickly snatch a leather book on the captain’s desk, which was the only item of interest, then leave the ship from the room’s window.
When the puppet arrived The Limpet, the ghost ship had completely vanished. There was only empty fog again.
They would have believed that everything was a dream if not for the book held by the puppet which proved otherwise.
“What-whatever just happened?” Helen stumbled.
“I don’t know… perhaps we just went too close to the entrance of another dimension?” Angor shook his head and looked at the book he salvaged.