The air suddenly became very quiet.

Lilia held her forehead: "Wrong point!"

Let her speak instead.

"According to the instructions of that master back then, I will contribute all the spells our family possesses, and will not just provide them to the Wizarding Association."

Jeller was prepared.

“But you can provide guidance to the people of our association.”

Millie also reacted and raised her hand and said, "I'm still an actor. I don't necessarily want to be a wizard."

She is just a tool to start the ceremony, don't try to take advantage of her.

And according to Lilia, if she asked them for magic weapons, they would not be able to refuse.

At worst, I would need to go find the last magic weapon myself, which would take a little more time.

Jeller gave Millie a mysterious smile and reassured her.

"It's just a nominal title. If you join the association, you will be able to experience the association's newly developed magic technology firsthand."

Millie: ...

What to do, it seems very tempting.

Millie glanced at the maid who had removed one of her hands.

The other person noticed Millie's gaze, smiled, and waved to her with his only remaining right hand.

Then he looked at the open space behind him, which was where they had stood when they came in.

In a flash, they changed locations.

The two immediately made the decision: "Deal!"

…

Five days later.

Atlantic Ocean, under the blue waves.

The sightseeing boat heading to explore the wreckage of the Titanic has been diving for quite some time.

Soon they will reach their final destination three thousand meters below the sea.

As the organizer, Stock gladly took on the responsibility of tour guide.

Taking advantage of this time, he told the other four people the history of the Titanic and the details of the shipwreck.

"It was the largest cruise ship in the last century with the most luxurious interior facilities and was hailed as an 'unparalleled luxury ship'."

"So many people were vying for the first ticket back then!"

"Countless wealthy people have boarded this ship that is said to be unsinkable, but unfortunately..."

Stock sighed and didn't continue.

A hint of understanding flashed across everyone's eyes.

Unfortunately, this "unsinkable ship" sank forever in the sea beneath their feet during its first official voyage.

Old Woodard listened with great interest. This pitiful story always gave him a strong sense of superiority.

Making money depends on your own ability, but more on luck.

Old Woodard has had a smooth life, relying on the luck from God to reach where he is today.

He claims to be God's agent on earth and God's favorite.

We always have a superior sympathy for these wealthy people who have been made a huge joke by God.

"What a poor bunch of people," old Woodard sighed.

“Perhaps on this trip we can find some souvenirs they left behind among the wreckage.”

After hearing this, the others nodded in agreement.

"That's great!" Paul responded immediately.

When he was young, he worked on the salvage of the Titanic.

Now that I am old, I can still take something out of it.

It suddenly brought him back to the days when he lived on the sea.

It feels like I’m young again.

Hami, who was nearly sixty years old, was also very interested in this and suggested it.

"It would be great if we could find jewels or gold coins. That's the reward that adventure deserves for the brave!"

Throughout his life, he had a deep love for the ocean and a desire to explore it.

A few years ago, he and another explorer reached the deepest part of the Maldives Trench.

This is also what he believes makes him different from other ordinary billionaires.

He was rich, but at the same time, he was also an excellent adventurer.

But now he is old, and he will have fewer and fewer opportunities to go deep into the sea.

This trip has special meaning for him.

If only we could retrieve the jewels hidden for a century from the wreckage of the Titanic.

This will be one of the most glorious achievements in his life!

Hami's eyes lit up with desire, and he praised old Woodard highly.

Little Woodard bent over and sat in the corner, then shifted uncomfortably.

Then he sighed imperceptibly.

To him, the entire sightseeing boat was small and stuffy, without a single window.

There is only a small screen in the front that can show the scenery outside.

And the engine was still roaring outside, making a lot of noise.

He hadn't felt any fun since entering the sightseeing boat.

I could only listen silently to the conversation between the four elders.

I hope this journey ends soon.

…

As the sightseeing boat gradually sinks into the depths of the ocean, the water pressure gradually increases.

The scenery displayed on the screen also became darker.

Stock immediately turned on the searchlight to make the image on the screen clearer.

Everyone's mood began to become nervous.

Everyone knew that this meant they were nearing their destination.

Finally, the sightseeing boat arrived at its destination.

When the wreckage of the Titanic appeared on the screen inside the sightseeing boat.

The five people couldn't help but exclaim in admiration.

Although the Titanic has been badly damaged by time and sea corrosion, it still shows its former glory and grandeur.

"It's spectacular!" Stock stared at the scene on the screen.

"Imagine the people of the time traveling on this huge ship, enjoying luxury and comfort."

There was a hint of gloating in Stoker's voice.

Hami, who was standing next to him, noticed the details on the hull and spoke up.

"It seems there's only half of the ship here?"

The broken and twisted metal wreckage on the top of the hull seemed to be telling the story of the disaster that year.

Stock nodded.

"This is the stern. The bow is still several hundred meters away. We'll have to wait a while before we can see it."

Little Woodard stared quietly at the wreckage, his eyes filled with awe and respect.

No matter how it was claimed to be the most sturdy yacht, it ended up lying on the seabed shortly after it set sail.

Accidents always come quickly and are terrifying.

Old Woodard's eyes kept scanning the screen, looking for any small objects scattered on it.

Suddenly, he saw a black dot in the distance.

Old Woodard screamed immediately.

"Look at the lower right corner, what kind of creature is that?!"