I Have a Sailing Game

Chapter 546 - 317: Mother Tree Mountain, Papua

"Brother Jack, it’s all thanks to you that we made it here smoothly. I’m really grateful!"

At the port of the Mother Goddess Land, beneath a merchant ship, the captain expressed his gratitude to a weathered-looking middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man called Jack merely waved his hand silently and then left.

He was none other than Rogel in disguise.

During the ship’s journey, it encountered some minor troubles, and as the accompanying bounty hunter, he naturally stepped in to resolve them, earning the captain’s gratitude.

However, this was just a small episode.

After stepping onto the port, Rogel looked at the vast island with a calm gaze, contemplating in his mind.

This was the Mother Goddess Land.

As rumored, it was indeed a very large island...

However...

Rogel’s gaze fell on a follower of the Mother Goddess.

Deep blue believer robe...

The Mother Goddess Church’s followers seemed to have a different aura compared to other believers he had seen.

Solemn, devout, peaceful.

This was Rogel’s first impression of them.

Even if someone spoke to them, they would respond concisely or simply nod or shake their heads, often remaining silent.

Rogel squinted his eyes slightly.

He had a hunch.

The reason this group of Mother Goddess believers maintained such a demeanor was likely related to the Mother Goddess’s state.

In other words, since the Mother Goddess was in a "hibernation" state, so were her followers...

Rogel shook his head slightly, temporarily setting aside these thoughts.

His main purpose for coming to the Mother Goddess Land this time was to find the artisan capable of repairing the Demon Pointer.

With this in mind, Rogel headed silently toward the town within the Mother Goddess Land.

...

According to the prophecy of the Tree of Life and Rogel’s own investigations, he had pinpointed the specific information about this artisan.

She was currently in the heart of the Mother Goddess Land, in the giant city of Nesektasi, named Papua.

Traveling from the port to the heart of the Mother Goddess Land naturally required time.

Although the distance was trivial for Rogel, he had to keep a low profile, so he quietly took a carriage.

The coachman seemed quite talkative, but Rogel ignored him, and after talking to himself, the coachman fell silent.

Rogel silently observed the conditions on the Mother Goddess Land.

Very normal, and very ordinary.

Nobles still oppressed commoners; the only difference was that no believers were involved.

Or perhaps, the believers were busy with more important matters.

During the journey, Rogel also encountered some injustices, such as oppressed commoner children.

To this, Rogel discreetly offered some help.

Since he had witnessed it, giving a little help wouldn’t hurt.

However, he didn’t reveal himself.

Thus, he safely arrived at the giant city of Nesektasi.

But on the outskirts of the city, Rogel looked up and squinted at a certain place.

"What is that?"

In the center of the distant giant city of Nesektasi stood an enormous, towering structure resembling a giant tree, blocking out the sky.

Its height must have reached several thousand meters!

The coachman, hearing his voice, was a bit surprised. After following Rogel’s gaze, he smiled.

"Sir, you must have come from a very distant place."

"That enormous peculiar mountain is called the Mother Tree Mountain. It does look like a giant tree, doesn’t it?"

The coachman chuckled.

"Though it’s hard to believe, it is actually a mountain. Some say it’s an expression of the Mother Goddess’s power. I think so too. Perhaps only the power of legendary deities can maintain such a magnificent spectacle."

Rogel didn’t reply.

A hint of dark purple slowly appeared in his pupils.

This was the power of Heisatan, empowering his pupils with the Authority of Mystery, allowing him to see deeper things.

After a moment,

Rogel closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, the dark purple was gone.

This peculiar mountain indeed had a profound connection with the Mother Goddess.

He saw some unfathomable power there.

The fact that even a demigod tier of authority power couldn’t glimpse it indicated the mountain’s relationship with the Mother Goddess.

However, Rogel couldn’t help but have a lingering question in his mind.

If he remembered correctly, the Mother Goddess was supposed to be associated with the ocean, right?

The "tides" corresponded to the ocean.

But why did the Mother Goddess create such a "Tree Mountain"?

It was genuinely perplexing.

Nevertheless, Rogel didn’t dwell on it further.

After all, he was in someone else’s domain and needed to keep a low profile. First, he would get the Demon Pointer repaired.

"Thanks for the explanation."

Rogel flicked his finger, and a gold coin accurately landed on the coachman’s lap.

Amidst the coachman’s joyful thanks and compliments, Rogel continued forward.

...

After some twists and turns, Rogel finally met his target for this trip—the Master Artisan Papua.

His whereabouts were quite easy to find.

Since he had established a guild with a great reputation, Rogel only needed to ask around a bit to know his whereabouts.

But he was hard to meet.

Because of his high status in the guild and being very busy.

However, for Rogel, with the power of a demigod, it wasn’t a very tricky problem.

Moreover, there was one thing particularly worth mentioning...

"No, no, no! Don’t kill me!"

"I can’t repair any Demon Pointer. I’m... I’m an impostor, Papua! Papua! Don’t hide; come out and help him fix the Pointer!"