Also fighting for herself!

Sharo didn’t elaborate much.

She knew the significance of this war and what she was fighting for, and that was enough.

"In the name of the Black Tide... Set sail!"

Sharo’s voice echoed.

The sails bearing the Black Tide emblem unfurled, and the jet-black fleet, carrying a cold aura, headed towards the sea...

...

The first war of the Black Tide Secret Society was about to begin.

However, there was still some time before the actual battle.

After all, Magrela was just a remote island, and even the nearest island under the Kizi Church’s jurisdiction was nearly a month’s voyage away.

Otherwise, Heisatan would not have had the chance to take advantage of the area initially.

As for the Gelin ship.

After some peaceful days, they encountered some minor troubles.

Gigantic waves surged, and the current fluctuated, roughing up the once paper-flat sea surface into swelling "sea mountains" one after another.

The Gelin ship weaved its way through this turbulent scene, trudging forward with difficulty.

Splush!

Another massive wave slammed against the Gelin’s fish shell ship clothing.

Fortunately, the modified Gelin could now handle such situations with composure, barely maintaining its steadiness.

"Captain, what’s going on?"

Noemi clung to the railing, looking towards Rogel.

"This area’s water is being affected by an unknown force."

As Rogel explained, he also used his abilities to calm some of the waves.

He watched the deep sea below, extending his awareness to find any clues.

Given his role as the Captain Calamity who mastered typhoons and hurricanes, this situation should have been easy for him.

But the reality was quite different.

The waves surged endlessly in this area, not because of sea winds or ocean currents, but due to an unknown force.

It manipulated the seawater, constantly changing.

This was why Rogel couldn’t control the tsunami.

Much of this wasn’t the natural "calamity" he was familiar with.

Most likely, it was also influenced by extraordinary powers.

However, this didn’t mean Rogel was powerless against it.

If necessary, he could create a tsunami to counter it, although it would exhaust him greatly.

At present, that wasn’t needed.

Suddenly, Noemi’s ears twitched. She looked around in surprise, finally focusing on a spot. After listening intently for a moment, she looked at the others.

"I think I hear someone singing..."

Singing?

Rogel frowned, looking in the direction Noemi indicated.

Soon, he noticed something peculiar.

Through the gaps between the rising sea mountains, he saw an extremely calm sea surface.

And in the center of that sea area, there appeared to be a towering spire of rock?

No... To be precise, it was a creature!

Rogel’s eyes narrowed. After contemplating for a moment, he leaped up, reaching a height of nearly a hundred meters above the sea surface.

Through the gloomy sea sky, he finally saw the creature in its entirety.

[Siren Singer]

[Type: Creature]

[Quality: Dominator]

[Level: 73]

[Tier: Angel]

[Explanation: A legendary creature punished for breaking the law and imprisoned here. Its enchanting songs stir the tides and create a barrier almost impossible for ordinary people to cross.]

The massive Sea Demon, clutching a jagged rock, raised its neck, its melodious and enchanting song mingling with the rolling waves.

It wasn’t beautiful, at least not by human standards.

But its form and lines carried an indescribable grace, and its scales were vivid and dazzling.

Beneath it, numerous smaller Sea Demons clung to the rocks in a similar posture, raising their necks and singing aloud.

Undoubtedly, the source of these eerie surges was the song of this group of Sea Demons.

Sea Demons imprisoned for breaking the law?

Rogel was puzzled.

This was within the domain of the Mire of Decay, where he had seldom encountered any church’s faith.

Could it be a relic from an ancient era?

Was this sea area of the Mire of Decay once ruled by the church?

Just as he was pondering, a notification pop-up provided him with insights.

[Mysticism·Peeping Secret has granted you additional information.]

[The Sea Demon race, magical creatures from the Abyssal Sea Era, possesses the ability to influence water and consciousness with their song.]

[Their remarkable abilities led them to be summoned by the king of the Abyss Sea, forming a mighty Siren Legion with other races, gaining numerous victories in battles.]

[Even at the end of the Dynasty Era, the power of the Siren Legion was feared by the kings.]

[However, with the end of the Dynasty Era, the Siren Legion met their demise.]

[Unwilling to succumb to divine laws, the Siren Legion was judged, stripped of their powerful bloodline abilities, and banished beyond the sea mist, never to return to their ancient homeland.]

[But even banished beyond the sea mist, whenever they longed for their homeland, the Sea Demons would cling to sharp rocks, lifting their necks to sing hauntingly beautiful yet sorrowful songs...]

"The Sea Demon race..."

Rogel pondered over the information provided by Secret Peeping.

So, the Sea Demon race was exiled beyond the sea mist...

Moreover, Rogel gained a critical piece of information.

The Abyssal Sea Era preceded the Dynasty Era.

These two mystical eras seem to encapsulate most of the legendary epics of the oceans, some of which still linger to this day.

"Ooo—"

Rogel couldn’t understand the language of the Sea Demons.

But their song was indeed beautifully melodious, carrying a power that pierced the heart.

However, amidst this enchanting song was a palpable sense of sorrow and loneliness.

"This is the edge of the sea mist..."

Rogel murmured in reflection.

He gently descended, finally landing on the Gelin.

He began rallying the crew on board to change direction.

The song of the Sea Demons, though captivating, was not worth approaching without reason.

With the change in course.

The Gelin steered around, avoiding the lone calm sea area.

No coincidence was at play; the Sea Demons clearly had no interest in the Gelin.

So the Gelin easily bypassed them.

Yet, in that static place, the mournful singers from ages ago continued their chant...

...

"Mighty Master of the Black Tide above..."

"I offer my most prized treasure to atone for my sins..."

"I beseech you for your response..."

Finmage was parched and mentally exhausted after days of constant prayer.

Once he finished reciting the prayer again, he licked his lips, instinctively opened his eyes, and tried to get up to drink some water. 𝐟𝕣𝕖𝐞𝐰𝕖𝚋𝐧𝗼𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝗰𝐨𝐦

After days of praying with no results, Finmage even developed a strange obsession.

He must meet the Master of the Black Tide!

Though he’d actually lost hope of any real outcome.

He had been praying for a while, yet there wasn’t even a sign of the ritual array activating.

And he was getting used to it.

No response? Well, I can’t find a way to obtain a Magic Potion for my advancement anyway, so I have time to spare...

However, just as he had this thought of getting up for water.

A sudden voice echoed in his mind.

[Prayer, what do you seek?]

Upon hearing this voice.

Finmage was instantly invigorated, his spirit seemingly returning to life.

"Respected Master of the Black Tide above, allow me, the Pirate Captain of the Mire of Decay, Swamp Demon Finmage, to offer my utmost devout faith to you!"

Finmage declared without hesitation.

He dared not act rashly, fearing the loss of this precious response.

Finally, he got a response! It wasn’t easy!

Finmage felt tears of joy welling up in his heart.