In the blink of an eye, Minos' group managed to attract the attention of almost the entire tribe, causing several people to look at them curiously and start talking about them.
Some thought it was absurd. Others thought it was a possible journey to make and come back alive. Of course, the risks would be great, and the chances of not returning would be high.
As members of this tribe from different generations discussed how crazy this group was or was not, the first interested party soon approached Minos and his group to ask questions.
"We are far from the North Sea. What route will you take to get there? And how long do you think it will take to get there?" A level 89 asked.
Minos, who had stopped at the central location of the Kraken tribe only 10 minutes ago, smiled and answered the Kraken's question. "We'll go to the cont..."
He quickly described the route he had already told several mermaids and mermen in the city of the Fish People, making it clear that the group would not reach the endpoint of their journey until they reached the Black Plain Empire, from where they would set out for the North Sea.
"I think that will take about 10 years. We're still looking for allies, so it won't be that fast. But I would like to point out that if you're interested and don't want to join us right away, you can go to the Black Plain Empire in 5 to 10 years.
We will accept anyone interested in joining the journey into our group."
"Sounds interesting..."
"Yes, you could give up the journey before they get to the North Sea... Although they have a crazy goal, their adventure until they reach the Black Plain Empire will not be small." A level 86 Kraken said to another one nearby.
Minos heard this, but he didn't care. Even if a few people joined his group on the eve of their journey to the North Sea, it wouldn't be a bad thing.
The more experts of different races his group could get, the more experts would look at his team with more seriousness and interest, which could increase the number of new group members in the next places they passed through.
Whether or not they made it to the end of the journey, everyone who joined the group could contribute somehow to its preparation!
Then one of the Krakens asked. "Is there a minimum level to join this group? I see that most of you are Demigods."
Minos shook his head and said. "Right now, we are looking for Demigods. It's not impossible for us to accept high-level Sages into our group, but such beings will have to prove their strength before we accept one of them.
We won't accept anyone who can't protect themselves from Demigod threats."
Some of the 9th-stage Krakens in the area heard this and felt disappointed that they weren't strong enough to join this group.
But some of the few 10th-stage Krakens looked at this group differently.
At first, some of them looked at this group more harshly because of the presence of Minos, Emlyn, and the level 89 Sages in the group. But when they heard Emperor Stuart, some tribal elders saw that whoever joined this crew wouldn't have to worry about protecting weak allies.
'Interesting. Considering that they'll be looking for allies in the Phoenix Tribe and also passing through the Divine Continent, this group could have around 30 Demigods of different races at the end of their journey...'
'Not bad. With this power, they'll certainly be able to see some things in the North Sea before too many of them perish.' A level 94 elder thought to himself before looking at a 'junior' next to him and saying.
"Sesku, get your things. You will accompany this group." The elder said as he looked at a level 91 Kraken.
The level 91 Kraken next to his master looked at him momentarily, understanding that this was probably a challenge that would make him stronger if he survived.
Rolling up some of his tentacles, he became more determined and said. "Okay, master, I'll do my best."
With that, this kraken and another being from this tribe, but in humanoid form, approached Minos' group almost simultaneously.
Both level 91 beings glanced at each other for a moment before looking at the members of Minos' crew.
"I want to join your group."
"Me too."
Upon hearing this, the group members smiled with satisfaction, seeing that it really wouldn't be difficult for them to find new crew members when they passed through this place.
Minos greeted them with open arms. "Well, welcome to our group. What's your name?"
"Sesku."
"Cryqes."
The two Krakens said before stopping a few meters away from Minos, now both in their humanoid form.
It wouldn't do for them to travel with this group in their bestial forms!
When they greeted the rest of Minos' group and introduced themselves, more people in the area showed interest, but they couldn't meet this group.
Most of them had specific roles in the tribe and couldn't be away for years. In fact, apart from the two of them, no other Kraken could go on this journey with them.
A level 90 being of that race then said. "I won't join you now, but I'll see if I can get to the Black Plain Empire before you leave."
Having heard similar comments from at least four other Demigods in the area, the party would soon thank this tribe for welcoming them so well and releasing some of their elders to accompany them.
Of the 10,000 Krakens that existed in this world, 100 were Demigods, and less than 40 were free to see and speak with Minos' party that evening.
Leaving with two of them on their side was already an impressive result for them, and they couldn't help but be happy and grateful to those who had freed them and to those who had promised to make an effort to join them in the future.
After their thanks, the group drank with their new crewmates before leaving the Krakens' tribe four hours after their arrival.
With that, they would now sail towards the southeastern exit of the Marine Empire, finally leaving the safe area of their journey to begin navigating the southernmost border of the territory of the world's most powerful beings.
In a few more days, their party would reach the South Pole of the Spiritual World, the coldest place on the entire planet!
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