Volume 1

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The waves kept hitting the bottom of the ship's bilge, making a loud noise. This made Ron, who couldn't sleep, frowned.

It had been several months since he was caught by the executors of the Trinity Church, during which time Ron had been spending time in a dark and damp cell.

A few weeks ago, he was suddenly pulled out of prison by a young nobleman who appeared to be richly dressed, and then escorted by guards to a huge ship.

I thought my life would change fundamentally, but it turned out that I just went to jail in another place.

Ron pinched the badge in front of him that symbolized his sinful identity, and sighed. He looked around, and the prisoners who came with him in the next cell seemed to have fallen asleep.

"Crackling..."

？

This is, the sound of unlocking.

Thinking of this, Ron immediately lay down, closed his eyes, and pretended that he was asleep.

What followed was the sound of footsteps and the sound of two people talking.

"Huh, Master Leon is serious, let's get up in the middle of the night to see if any prisoners have escaped."

"Ha~ Yeah, yeah, I don't know when I'll be able to fall asleep when I go back to bed after the examination."

"By the way, how long will it take us to get to Avis? When we get to Avis, we don't have to get up in the middle of the night every day."

"Who knows, Elvis is a city on the other side of the mainland. We've only been on the boat for a few weeks now. I guess there's still half the journey?"

"Huh? That's really bad, we have to live with these scumbags in the future."

"Hey, there are not only scumbags here, there are even idiots who dare to dig up the tomb of the saint. It is said that he brought the relics of the saint and put them on the market for sale. It didn't take long for him to be reported and finally arrested. Hahahahahaha, I really laughed to ****."

"Hahahaha, there are such idiots?"

Ron twitched his eyes, and his glorious deeds seemed to have spread throughout the ship.

"However, speaking of the saint...you know the current saint, right? That saint is really beautiful!"

"Which saint are you talking about? Aren't there many current saints?"

"Hehehe, of course it's our lovely Sistina. It is said that she is the saint who welcomes us in Avis this time!"

"Wow, then can't we see the true face of Sister Sistina?"

"Well, but first of all, this batch of goods must be delivered first. The young master said that the activities of giant monsters in the sea have become more and more frequent recently, and we must be careful."

"I understand, hehehe."

The door of the cell was closed again, and after confirming that it was locked, the two guards carried oil lamps and returned upstairs.

"Monster... Holy Maiden Sistina..." Ron murmured, "These are... what?"

As a petty thief, Ron never thought of praying to the gods. He never cared about the activities of the Illuminati Church, so this kind of topic sounded very strange.

"Tsk, speaking of it, is there any way for me to escape from this damn cell?"

Although Ron still didn't know what the noble young master was thinking, it probably wasn't a good thing.

That being the case, why not leave quickly?

"Before you leave, you still have to take the things you dug out?"

The relics that Ron dug out from the tomb before seemed to be very expensive. It was obviously very unrealistic for a little thief like Ron to give up the alluring relics.

Best of all, this relic is right next door to the cell! It's in the empty cell on the right!

"Boom—"

The loud sound of the impact echoed in the ship, followed by violent vibrations.

"……this is?"

Ron, who was still thinking about how to take away the priceless relic, trembled all over his body. Just as he was wondering what happened on the boat, the wet touch of the straw under his feet seemed to tell him the answer.

He raised his foot, and at some point, the floor of his cell was covered with water. The water level has spread to the ankle.

"Is this ship sinking?"

Realizing what was about to happen to the ship, Ron didn't panic. He paused, dragged his chin with his hands, and began to make calculations in his mind.

At this speed of water ingress, it is almost impossible to stop the sinking ship.

So, in reverse thinking, should we make good use of the opportunity of grasping this shipwreck?

Putting his ear against the wooden wall, Ron focused all his attention on searching for information.

Ron's physical fitness is so-so, and I'm afraid it can only reach the average level of an adult man. But relatively, his ears are very sensitive, and he can even judge the general structure of the cemetery and the labyrinth through the subtle wind sounds. This is also the reason why he was able to find out the Tomb of the Holy Maiden.

Finally, some small and faint voices floated down from above the deck, and Ron's ears just caught the information.

"Is the spare boat not ready yet? Come on, our young master is waiting!"

"Oops, if this continues, the whole ship will sink into the deep sea in a short time."

"Tune up all the merchants, quick!"

"But my lord, those in the dungeon..."

"Heh, do you still care about their lives?"

……

"Well……"

From the conversation just now, Ron can probably infer a conclusion.

On the bottom of the ship, everyone in the prison seems to have been abandoned.

In fact, this is also very normal. After all, Ron knows that he is just a small thief. Who cares about your human rights?

"But that seems like the best outcome to me, doesn't it?"

The corners of Ron's mouth raised slightly, and a meaningful smile appeared on his face.

If those people really found out with conscience and took themselves away before boarding the spare boat, then they wouldn't be able to get 'that', right?

The water level has spread to Ron's waist. If Ron doesn't do something, the seawater will brutally swallow everything in the cell - including Ron.

Ron could already feel that the hull of the ship had begun to drift to the left, and in a short while, I believe that the ship would probably sink completely into the sea.

But Ron still waited and waited calmly.

Slightly squinting around, as expected, the prisoners in other cells were crying loudly, some were praying the Bible, some were praying, praying to gods that did not exist, hoping that fate would give them other endings.

"coming……!"

Ron, who had closed his eyes and meditated before, suddenly opened his eyes. He quickly walked to the closed iron fence, waiting for something.

Affected by gravity, large and small objects in the ship are transported and carried by the water flow, and flow towards the inclined direction. Among them, there is a package flowing from the cell on Ron's right.

Stretching out his right arm, passing through the iron fence, barely hooking the corner of the package, Ron carefully dragged the package over.

Across the iron fence, Ron opened the package. Familiar 'relics' were lying there.

An old magic book wrapped in human skin that was yellowed but crumpled due to water, a small dagger with exquisite patterns, some odds and ends, and... the prison key chain ?

Although only the small dagger and the weird human skin book belong to him, they are mysterious ancient relics unearthed from the tomb of the saint. But the remaining personal items, confiscated from other inmates, also appear to be of considerable value. Well, if you don't take it for nothing, don't take it.

Most importantly though...

"Huh, this is really interesting." Shaking the key chain in his hand, Ron showed a weird expression on his face.

Unexpectedly, there was a key in the package, what a careless jailer. However, this would save a lot of trouble. With the key, Ron could leave here without hesitation.

Taking out the key, Ron re-knotted the package.

Using the key obtained from the package to open the small door of the room, Ron raised his eyebrows slightly. He noticed that there was something wrong with the eyes around him.

During that period of time, people around seemed to have noticed one thing - Ron had the key to the cell.

All of a sudden, all the people began to stretch out their hands to Ron, begging, hoping that Ron could save them.

In this regard, Ron just frowned, turned his back to everyone's eyes, and then turned and left.

He is not interested in these kind of people, and the life and **** of these people has nothing to do with him.