Chapter 369 Border Patrol!
Southwest: Open seas
With the riff raff out of the way as they were impeding Ver and his crews path.
Sailing forth once more with full steam, out on the poop deck as every member is present, looking through a singular scope as Pap spots land up ahead, delighted in the site, he says, Island up ahead guys!
Hearing the youngest of the crew, in sync everyone turns there eyes toward the island.
Getting closer to the mass of earth as they approach, further expecting as Rint gazes with a suspicious eye, he states aloud, I wouldn't get to cozy people. Seems there's a border surrounding the island.
Up on it now as there vessel is confronted by a towering cement wall, peering up with no qualms of how to handle the situation, tipping his cowboy hat up, Ver responds, that sure is a hefty cement gate.
On top of the fortress linging as three individuals stand firm, peering down as a man with long black thorny looking hair and a scowl, built like Escanor from the Seven Deadly Sins, yelling out at our wandering somewhat heroes, he laments with a deep boom to his voice, TURN BACK OR GET ANNILATED!!!
End of Chapter 369