Standing last among those sailors, Byron was shoved roughly onto that narrow gangplank by the pirates.
Just a short distance beneath his feet churned blood-steeped waves and dozens of gaping mouths filled with sharp teeth!
”Thud.“
He could only watch helplessly as the sharks opened their mouths, stirring up turbulent currents in the ocean as they bit viciously towards him!
However, the [Sailing Logbook] formed before his eyes and wrote furiously on its own:
"The ancient blood of the Bayfolk within you begins to boil.
Spiritual sublimation commences!"


Byron—hailed as the Father of Immunology, immune to all diseases, and a firm believer in the adage "a boy must protect himself even when away from home"—suddenly realized what was happening as he watched the terrifying scene unfold.


Chapter 462 - Chapter 359: Mermaid's Tear: Another Social Clock