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"No, it's not your fault, Russell. This is what Dad would have wanted. There's nothing to be sorry about." Rosalyn gently placed Renatus's thin and withered body on the ground, then picked up the staff.

"It was my father's last wish to destroy this demon. As his daughter, I must fulfill his wish."

Rosalyn stared at the mechanical doll fiercely. Her slender fingers pressed the buttons one after another smoothly, like a skilled musician playing a piece of music.

One after another, ray of magical light shot out from the staff and penetrated into the body of the mechanical doll.

"Ah! Ahhhhhh!" Brochard found himself a living target at this moment. He was completely unable to move, allowing the magic to bombard his body, causing him endless pain.

"Francine! Don't you understand? Look at her. Do you feel her magic? She doesn't treat you as a sister at all. She clearly wants to kill us all!"

Brochard just wanted to convince Francine as soon as possible so that he could take control of the robot.

However, when its eyes fell on the complex mechanical mechanism again, it was attracted again and could not utter a word.

"Francine! I promised I wouldn't abandon you!" Rosalyn said forcefully, her eyes firm and her teeth clenched.

Rosalin did not slack off at all, and beams of magical light bombarded the mechanical doll continuously.

"You! Why don't you stop her quickly! Your woman is going to die with me!" Brochard turned to Russell. Although he was in a very bad state after being hit by magic, his mind was still clear. He obviously understood Rosaline's subtext.

Russell nodded, seeming to agree with Brochard's opinion.

Russell then spoke up and said, "Yes, father-in-law, can you bear to see your two precious daughters die with this stupid devil?"

Being attracted by complex mechanisms seems to be the preference of the great magician Renatus.

Therefore, Russell was inspired and thought that there was certainly another possibility that resurrection was impossible.

That is, Renatos is not dead, his soul is still there, so there is no way to stuff another soul into the body to take over.

Francine began to wail and scream as soon as the sword energy touched the frame, indicating that Brochard had already escaped from the painting with his soul.

Considering that Renatus' soul was originally entangled with Brochar's soul, and that he was a great magician who had extensive knowledge of the soul, Russell was willing to take a gamble that Renatus was not dead yet.

If he loses the bet, Russell would rather be blamed by Rosaline than draw his sword and kill Francine and Brochard together.

Of course, it would be a hassle to convince Rosaline to give up her suicidal thoughts.

Fortunately, Russell no longer needs to worry about this trouble, he won the bet.

Renatus' hearty laughter echoed from the mechanical puppet: "Hahahahaha! You really are a smart person! It's a pleasure to work with you!"

"Dad!" Rosalyn stopped the magic in her hand in surprise and joy.

Brochard was only surprised, not happy: "What? Renatus? You're not dead?"

"How could I die so easily without seeing you die with my own eyes and without seeing my lovely daughters escape safely?" Renatus laughed.

Then, Renatus said seriously, "Okay, you're a restless old man too. Stop monopolizing my daughter Francine's toys. Get out of here!"

"Toy?"

"Of course. I'm ready to build a real human body for Francine. If you, a bastard, hadn't suddenly struggled and tried to occupy my body, I would have completed the work long ago!" Renatus said with a smile.

"By the way, those blueprints are hidden in the main control room, inside my portrait. Russell, I beg you, please help me build a real human body for Francine."

"Yes, I promise you."

"A man's promise?"

"Ah, of course, a man's promise."

Neither man knew that the portrait had been destroyed by the emotionally distraught Francine, and they made a willful and self-centered agreement.

"Okay, I'll completely drive Brochard's soul out of this heart-shaped box, and Francine's soul will be completely placed inside the heart. You better aim!"

"Leave it to me." Russell nodded and held down the sword.

"You seem to have some soul tricks, but don't try it on me in vain. I'm tired of lingering on for so many years after my soul was torn apart. I want to have a good sleep. From now on, I'll trouble you to take care of them." Renatus said quite casually.

Russell nodded again.

Finally, the genius magician said, "This is truly my final farewell. Goodbye, Rosalyn. Goodbye, Francine. And, die, Brochard, let's go to hell together! Hahahahahahaha!"

Francine's body trembled violently as Renatus laughed loudly.

Russell thrust out his sword cleanly and neatly, and the extended sword energy shattered the metal on his chest. He wielded the sword deftly and cut out the heart-shaped box.

A huge amount of soul energy surged towards Russell's heart, and Russell was overwhelmed for a moment, as if frozen.

Margaret was quick-witted and grabbed the sad mechanical heart carrying Francine's soul before it fell to the ground.

Then Margaret held out her hand to Rosalyn, and in her hand was the heart-shaped box that contained Francine's soul.

Rosaline was filled with mixed feelings of sadness and joy. The staff in her hand fell to the ground and bounced high. She took the box from Margaret's hand and held it to her heart.

Then, the ground shook violently, and the mechanical castle seemed to be collapsing.

093 past

"What happened? It can't be the cliché castle collapse, right?"

Only when the demon general's huge soul poured into Russell's heart did Russell barely come back to his senses.

Russell judged from this huge torrent of souls that Francine should only have the "self" part of her soul left, and the rest had been plundered by Brochard, and now all belonged to Russell.

Rosalyn shook her head. "No, Francine said Morganna was frightened!"

"Ah? What is Morgana?" Russell was confused.

Anyway, the place was bumpy and looked dangerous, so Russell picked up Renatus's body and walked out.

Against Renatus's wishes, Russell attempted to resurrect his father-in-law, but was unsuccessful.

I don’t know what the rules of resurrection are... Russell curled his lips, but now is obviously not a good time to study these things.

"Morgana is the name of the island we are on, no, to be exact, it should be the name of the giant whale! Come this way!" Rosalyn said while listening, holding the heart-shaped box where Francine was.

Ah, isn't this a floating island? I remember Francine saying—wait, the one who said it was a floating island was Brochard, disguised as Francine in the painting, and he didn't know the real situation.

Perhaps this demon general could know something from Renatus's memories, but it was obvious that it didn't know much more.

No wonder such a big island can still drift. If it is an extremely huge whale, it makes sense.

But Morgana is as large as a real island. Perhaps she is some kind of mythical creature...

Russell pondered as he followed Rosalyn. Margaret followed closely behind. Judging by her expression, she was clearly more interested in the giant whale, Morgana, than Russell.

"Now that Daddy is dead, the storm spell Daddy fixed on Morgana has disappeared, and the environment of the surrounding ocean has changed drastically! Morgana is frightened, so—Ouch!"

Rosalyn slipped in the bumpy ride and Margaret caught her. Rosalyn struggled several times before she was able to hold Francine's box in her arms again.

The three of them struggled forward amidst the vibrations. This mechanical castle emitted a teeth-grinding symphony of metal rubbing against each other.

"Francine said there's a place in the main control room where we can communicate with Morgana! Morgana is Dad's friend, we can calm her down!"

"As for the name Morgana, it comes from Fata Morgana, which means 'wonderful mirage' in Vitolos. Dad said Morgana was as beautiful as a mirage in the ocean, so he gave it this name!"

Rosalyn continued to relay Francine's words, introducing Morganna's origins and Renatus's past.

Morgana is a giant whale and a friend that Renatus saved from the demons. They then formed a partnership, with Renatus using Morgana's back to build a base against the demons.

In order to protect Morgana, Renatus disguised Morgana as a floating island, covered its broad back with a thick layer of earthly sand, and planted a tropical forest.

Renatus and his "Floating Island" defeat the demons one by one. They are the best partners.

"That's what Francine knew. She said Daddy showed off to her during his bedtime story!" Rosalyn pouted as she relayed this.

Rosalyn glanced at her father's body in Russell's arms. In addition to sadness, she also felt a little envious of Francine. She had never heard her father tell her a bedtime story.

Francine no longer needed to introduce what happened next, as Russell could already imagine what happened to Renatus afterwards.

The rising reputation of Renatus summoned the demon general Brochar and his legion to encircle and suppress him, but the legion was annihilated on Morgana's back.

They left behind a large number of weapons and armor, which became the materials for this mechanical castle, and the soul of the demon general Brochar was torn into three parts and sealed separately.

One became Francine, one was stuffed into the painting, and one eventually became René Brochard.

Knowing that he had no strength left to fight the new demon, Renatus used Storm Magic for Morganna. The endless storm enveloped Morganna, and at the same time isolated her from the demon's covetousness.

René Brochard, driven mad by the mixture of the two souls and memories, tirelessly searches for a way to "break the curse, leave the island, and return home."

Until Russell and his party accidentally entered this island - no, they accidentally landed on Morgana.

"Ah, here it is!" Rosalyn breathed a sigh of relief. Then she asked, "But, Francine, how are you going to communicate with Morganna in this state? Huh? I, should I do it?"

Unlike the self-doubting Rosaline, Margaret was very envious and wanted to volunteer to communicate with the giant whale Morgana.

However, considering that she had no relationship with Rosaline's father, Margaret resisted the urge.

At this time, Rosalyn had already picked up the staff and, following Francine's instructions, lit up a hidden magic circle.

Then, a panic enveloped the room as they successfully established contact with Morgana.

Russell sensed a fundamental tenderness in Morgana, and that emotion turned to sorrow as Morgana's thoughts wandered to the body of Renatus, which Russell held.

The vibration stopped without me noticing.

"Hello, Morgana, the demon Brochar is dead, and my father—I mean, Renatus Catisius is dead too." Rosalin whispered, "I am his daughter, Rosalin Catisius."

Morgana's mood became increasingly sad, but she still forced herself to be brave and show goodwill to the group of people in the magic circle.

Then Rosaline said that she would bring her father back to her hometown to bury him together with her mother. Morganna was a little unhappy, and her unhappy and reluctant emotions spread in the space, but she did not stop it in the end.

After discussing the funeral, the two sides seemed to have little in common.

In particular, Morgana expressed deep sadness over Renatus' death, which seemed like a farewell.

After Renatus' death, Morgana became quite disheartened and wanted to return to the free life of the sea.

Russell wanted to persuade Morgana to stay, but Morgana was only Renatus's friend and partner, and their status was equal, so Russell didn't know how to convince the giant whale.

At this time, Margaret seemed to understand Russell's expression. She winked at Russell, indicating that she would act according to the circumstances.

After a moment of silence with Morgana, Rosaline said carefully, "Um, Morgana, could you please take us back to the sea where you were before? My ship is still docked there, and it's very important to me."

Morgana expressed her doubts.

Margaret suddenly spoke up: "Wait a minute, Morgana, how did you find us in the first place?"

Ah, isn't it a coincidence? Why are you asking this all of a sudden?

Rosalyn looked at Margaret in confusion, but when she saw the gleam in Margaret's eyes, she pursed her lips and chose to wait and see.

Russell noticed Morganna's mood turned to anger.

Margaret asked confidently, "Did you come here because you sensed there might be some delicious food? But when you arrived, you found nothing. There was only one boat, and not many fish at all?"

Morgana huffed in affirmation.

"It seems the fish-attracting magic circle is working. I didn't expect such a simple magic circle could even lure Morgana from the tropics... Perhaps it didn't attract other large marine creatures because they were scared away by Morgana."

Margaret shook her head. As the storm dissipated and the temperature dropped sharply, she had resolved many of her doubts.

When Morgana heard that this magic circle was related to Margaret, she became even angrier. She even trembled her back and the castle began to shake again.

This is probably the whale version of the air-chilling shiver.

"Wait, wait, Morgana! If we improve the magic circle and lure all kinds of marine creatures for you to have a full meal, will you follow us? Just like you followed your old friend Renatus Catisius before?" Margaret threw out her bait.

"Of course, improving the magic circle also requires your opinions. You need to give us feedback on various foods so that we can modify the magic circle according to your taste!"

Morgana wanted to object, but was struggling. Margaret's proposal was very tempting to her.

But this sea is a little too cold for it, and it prefers to swim in warmer oceans.

"Besides, we're also out to defeat demons. Our goal is the same as yours and Mr. Catisius's!"

Morgana's struggles weakened, and she began to lean towards agreement.

"Besides, Morgana, you rarely eat fish from the cold zone, don't you? When the ocean currents converge, the spawning fish are very plump."

Morgana stopped struggling. Persuaded by Margaret, she agreed to continue serving as Russell and his crew's sea fortress against the demons.

"Well, happy cooperation, Morgana," Russell said seriously.

Margaret gave Russell a smug look, trying to take credit for it.

Russell nodded slightly, indicating that he would definitely reward Margaret well.

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Author's words: Thanks for the tips and coins without a nickname

Thanks to Bloodthirsty Bronze Bull for the reward