Chapitre 393: The Witch Island

Old Bertha slowly approached the airship. The sun was in the middle of the sky, roasting everything under. Anyone on the sea could feel the ocean breeze getting warmer and warmer to the point it made them sweat under their loose shirts.

"You gotta be kidding me" Tiberius looked at the approaching ship through the window. He could vaguely see the sorry state of old bertha. Lucier went to buy a new ship and an old ship was sailing towards them after some time, it didn't take a genius to figure out they bought the old ship.

"Shit" Tiberius heard Sadie curse from the window next to him. He turned to see her looking through the spyglass.

"What?" Tiberius asked. She was shivering slightly. Hence he was curious.

"See for yourself" Sadie handed over the spyglass to Tiberius.

Closing his one eye, Tiberius placed the spyglass on the other to look through it. The surrounding war frigates looked bigger and clear as well as the old ship sailing towards them.