After Being Sold Out By The Empire, I Decide To Assist The Demon King
Chapter 89 - 88 Mrs. Pirila and the Pirate Treasure

Chapter 89: Chapter 88 Mrs. Pirila and the Pirate Treasure

"Heave-ho! Heave-ho!"

Perhaps in your imagination, salvaging a sunken ship should involve everyone diving to search for treasures within the wreckage, with the possibility of encountering various unexpected situations... like running out of oxygen or encountering sharks and octopuses.

But in reality, it was just a few sea demons shouting slogans, hauling all valuable items directly ashore. To be honest, if any sea monsters without foresight appeared, they would be added to the menu in the Demon King Territory at night.

(Shark: Ha, hairless monkeys with fish tails, let me have a taste.)

(Merfolk, Naga, Swordfish: We’re having even more fun.)

"..."

"Heave-ho! Heave-ho!"

When Yila and Vera arrived, there were already two or three golden chests on the shore. These were the "treasure chests" frequently seen in many adventure novels, seemingly made out of gold.

Of course, the gold in this world wasn’t the same as the gold from Yila’s previous world. The material for the gold coins was a similarly precious metal that was highly resistant to corrosion but wasn’t soft... at least not to the extent that it would deform if bitten.

Hardness, toughness, and corrosion resistance coexisted, but it didn’t conduct or block Mana’s power well, making it unsuitable for armor. However, it seemed perfect for treasure chests to protect valuable items.

But if extremely valuable items needed to be protected with a heavy gold chest, why not use a Spell Treasure Box for storage?

"These three chests might be quite old."

Under the gaze of all the leaders, Yila said this, asking the three curious sea demon leaders, "Are these the only valuable items from that sunken ship?"

To Yila’s question, the Merfolk Leader hesitated without responding, the Naga Leader turned her head away in a huff, and only the Swordfish Leader answered seriously: "Yes, it was actually just a broken wooden frame, and the chests were discovered by my Companion Sword Fish."

These were indeed ancient items, but that wasn’t Yila’s reason for his judgment.

"Why, Mr. Yila, did you say these three chests are old?"

Before Yila could explain to the Steel Demon Statue Leader, who wasn’t accompanied by the Boulder Serpent, Vera interjected: "Because only people from a very long time ago would make chests out of gold."

"It’s at least before the popularization of ’Magic Armor.’ Exact records are unclear, but it should be before the Duchy split... hmm, you might even have forgotten the history of the Duchy’s split."

Yila said this, he and Vera being Magicians knew more about such history than the monsters. He said, "The widespread use of spellcraft from that reform marked the event when complex methods for hiding valuable items began, and treasure chests became not so easy to open."

It could even explode.

"It’s a pity; if I could see the structure of the sunken ship, I might recognize what era it came from and infer what’s inside the chest."

Vera, already used to Yila’s manner, shrugged helplessly, saying: "Alright, alright, I know you know a lot, but does it matter? Just open the chest already."

True.

Thinking this, Yila nodded.

But the Naga Leader, who wouldn’t look Yila in the eye, kept her stance and muttered to herself, "It can barely be identified from the sloppy bow figurehead; it somewhat looks like ’Lady Pirila.’"

Lady Pirila... Although the name sounded imperial (since it had the "La" character), it was actually unrelated; she was the Sea God pirates habitually worshiped.

Lady Pirila’s front looked like a six-armed Naga, while from the back, she appeared as a human female with a scar over her left eye. Pirates believed worshipping Lady Pirila would ensure smooth hijacking.

What it was like before is unknown, but nowadays, pirates praying to Lady Pirila was just a formality, as it didn’t help with navigation, reducing actual worship.

"A pirate ship..."

Yila said as such, while the others, not knowing who "Lady Pirila" was, including Vera, didn’t understand why Yila came to this conclusion.

It seemed like Yila knew everything.

"Let’s see what’s inside the chest."

With Satan Ye’s urging, Yila gently lifted the lid of the first chest... if it were a modern treasure chest, he would’ve been more cautious. However, even if there were traps, his sturdy body as a Governor would be enough.

The Governor’s race was Governor. Though he disliked hierarchical race distinctions, some races were stronger by nature, like the Crimson Demon Dragon...

To describe it, the "Governor" was quite an advanced race, superior to humans, elves, or monsters, even surpassing the so-called deities and gods.

Governors had a stronger bond with the World Tree, even surpassing Elves.

With powerful regenerative abilities and undying traits, Yila easily opened the chest without fearing any traps, revealing a chest full of water to everyone.

Sorry, the gold chest wasn’t well-sealed, never considering being submerged. Inside the water was a completely indistinct stone tablet with some engraved symbols.

"A stone tablet..."

"A stone?"

"Not something valuable, huh?"

"Seems like, a stone tablet, kind of thing."

"Huh? Divine... Divine Era..."

"..."

The leaders looked at the slightly surprised Vera, who, snapping out of her shock, exchanged a glance with the also pondering Yila. "Those symbols are Divine Era Text hardly anyone knows," she explained.

"Divine Era?"

Seeing Satan Ye’s confusion, Vera cleared her throat, ready to teach: "Records indicate it was a far, far-off era when gods were active, and races fought in separate factions based on their deities."

"Their recorded language was in these Divine Era symbols, the language of gods, with different combinations meaning different things... I haven’t studied it, so I don’t know what it says."

Vera continued, shaking her head helplessly and spreading her hands: "In our era, neither humans nor monsters have any scholars of the Divine Era. To understand what’s on this tablet, we might need an Elf or godly descendant."

So, it’s worthless?

"Then it’s useless, let’s open the next chest... Mr. Yila?"

Satan Ye said, watching the pondering Yila. But Yila didn’t open the next chest. Instead, he recited a piece of ancient, obscure syllables: "[Æsir naudiz ᛠ] I can only understand this small part."

"..."

"Holy shit? Yila, you know this too? What does this phrase mean?"

A shocked Vera instantly showed a curious look.

But in response, Yila, with a serious face, furrowed his brows, doubting his translation, but then said in disbelief—

"The gods are dead."