Aboard the ghastly, pitch-black Necromancer Void Ship, several of the Undead Thieves watched the Dark Blue Void Ship trailing behind them and placed bets on how long it would hold out.
The thieves present had all lost bets to their vice captain several times before.
Today, the vice captain had bet that the Dark Blue Void Ship could last for two hours. In their eyes, that was absolutely impossible.
"Looks like I can finally win one for a change!"
the sturdy man thought to himself.
The vice captain was such an alluring woman that all the men present were captivated by her, yet none dared to offend or disrespect her.
Perhaps by beating her in a bet, they could win her favor.
A few more thieves joined the bet.
Afterward, the crowd stared at the Dark Blue Void Ship behind them.
"Huh? This Void Ship is sailing quite steadily. Looks like the helmsman is a veteran."
"Even for a veteran, it's hard to handle the unpredictable Chaotic Wind Flow!"
