On the letter Giuseppe sent us, there were five words written: Go to the western swamp. "Western swamp? Why would he send us there?" Sean looked at Claes, but he didn't look back.
"He probably didn't find any information about the location. I think someone told him about this place." Claes is good at making theories.
"Perhaps that someone could be a member who went to the volcanic island," Sean guessed.
"Maybe, just maybe. Quickly, Sean, adjust the sails. We're speeding up." We hung on tight on an object we saw first in the battleship. "Wait, what's going on? Why are we holding?" Lenard asked.
"We're having a sea coaster ride." Victor cackled.
"Stop it." Chloriette glared.
Have you ever ridden a ship that goes crazy fast before? I had. I watched Claes as he turned the helm every time the ship rose and sank along the tidal waves. "Don't tell me this is one of those shortcuts." Sean couldn't focus on his balance on the cargo, even when he had the railing to hold on to.