"What's this? A long, narrow rectangle? I think I have one of those."
Looking at the picture her brother pulled up, Faye Yardley took a rectangular box out of her storage. It was the one she had scavenged from the seafloor. Since it was so well-sealed, she'd just stored it away and forgotten about it.
"Take a look. Does it look like this one?"
Ethan Yardley's expression was complicated as he looked at the stone-white box. "Faye, you're seriously like a walking Treasure Box. You have everything one could ask for."
"Oh, it really is this one? Here, it's yours."
Ethan Yardley didn't stand on ceremony with his sister. After storing it in his inventory, he said, "Once the guild is expanded and upgraded, we should be able to occupy an entire island. When that happens, I'll be an Island Master! I'll have to set aside a plot of land on the island just for you."
"Alright, I'll be waiting then. Try these fresh water caltrops, they taste great."
