The swishing of mops filled the air as Weister and the other sailors scrubbed the deck diligently to remove the stubborn salt stains.0

After some time, Weister finally completed the task. He then moved on to grab a head-sized iron oil can and started lubricating the windlass to ensure its smooth operation. This was one of his duties as a sailor, and it was also one of the reasons the Captain had recruited him.0

Though he was at the bottom of the ship's hierarchy, Weister was like a crucial screw in a vast machine. His role was small, but he was indispensable.0

Weister himself was rather satisfied with the job, especially with the generous pay that came with it. Although a greater bonus would be if it didn't come with exploring extremely dangerous places.0

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A drenched figure suddenly flipped over the ship's railing and landed on the deck. Weister...0