Anyone who had seen the Nautilus with their own eyes had never lived to tell the tale.0

Why? 0

It was all because anyone who had encountered it was already dead.0

Centuries had passed, but the legend of the Legendary Pirate King, Freydlief, and his flagship, the Nautilus, was still alive. Open any history book, and even the briefest mention of Freydlief would include detailed illustrations of the legendary vessel.1

Thus, every single navy sailor on the continent knew what the Nautilus looked like. In fact, anyone with even a passing interest in history could easily identify the legendary ship.0

“This is impossible…!” Claude exclaimed, hardly believing his own eyes.0

The legendary ironclad warship that was no different from a myth, the Nautilus, was before his very eyes.0

However, it was not just the Nautilus.0

There were around thirty pirate ships that flanked it on both sides, and these ships looked just as ancient as the Nautilus. Their designs were weathered and aged from at least two centuries past.0

In other words, they were vessels from the era of the Legendary Pirate King, Freydlief.0

‘A ghost fleet? Is it the reincarnation of Pirate King Freydlief?’ Claude wondered.0

He considered the unthinkable, which was that Freydlief had returned from the grave—or worse, had risen as a ghost...0