Chapitre 347: World's Edge

"Shouldn't you be dead?" Flanker asked.

"Oh, ain't I dead enough for ye, priest?" Gangplank replied and stood up. He handed a piece of the orange he was peeling to Dave.

"Thanks, but I'm not a fan of oranges. Say, what are you doing here? Gafgar told us you died at the World's Edge." Dave said.

"Gafgar? That lad still be living? Ha, right that'b true, I died there but revived into undeath. Some wicked sorcerer came and revived me to this form and I managed to climb up from the World's Edge and come back here to this accursed island." Gangplank said and turned to the wall.

"But damn me luck, I forgot me own key to this damn vault. I should've got'n it when I climbed up."

"You mean you can't open this vault?" Dave asked.

"Yeah, this be me treasures, all of em. But I can't get a coin out of this damn place. Curses." Gangplank kicked a pebble at the wall and the moment the pebble touched the wall, it turned  into dust.