Chapter 567
"I thought it sounded pretty convincing myself," Ian replied, handing the talisman to Thesaya.
If it worked, they could escape the inner sea without having to fight. Whether they’d be able to come back afterward was another problem, but compared to ending up as fish food, that was trivial.
"Oh, it fits perfectly. But is this the right way?" Thesaya asked, inserting the talisman she'd received into the center of the cap and showing it to Ian.
Ian narrowed his eyes. “Looks right. Be careful not to flip it. There’s a ridiculously powerful gale spell carved into it.”
"Aha, got it. I'll be careful." Thesaya nodded, peering down at the talisman as if to study it.
Meanwhile, Ian leaned over the railing and looked down at the ship's stern. He could now see that it had been heavily reinforced with extra planks.
They've really laid it on thick.
A steel mount was also attached below the wooden frame, and further down, a metal brace would hold the frame completely steady. Since it was built for emergencies, there was probably no need to doubt its durability. Ian raised his head, his gaze following the rope that secured the frame.
"Let's do a practice run."
"Alright." Thesaya nodded eagerly.
Ian turned and walked along the diagonal rope. The pulley, with its complex mechanism, was higher than his head. As Sanford had likely intended to explain, one was probably supposed to climb the rope to use it.
Whoosh—