The weapons I forge are absolutely flawless.

Lisette gently waved her hands, and a stream of clear water appeared out of thin air in her palms.

The water flow was split into two streams. One stream was directed into the water bags carried by everyone, while the rest was poured into the pot. The process continued until the pot was completely full.

“This fresh water should be enough for us,” Lisette said softly.

Although deep-sea monsters are extremely sensitive to fluctuations in magical energy, this sensitivity is limited to the sea area.

Such a minimal spell wouldn't attract their attention on land.

"I'm going to check out the island," Jessica said briefly before heading deeper into the island.

"How long will it take to get to the Kuroshio Strait from here?" Vena asked Doni, who had gathered some dry branches.

Doni had originally intended to say two days, but thinking of all the miracles that had taken place during the day's voyage, he changed his mind and said, "Two... no, if all goes well, one more day will be enough."

The modified Yukikaze not only has a significantly improved sturdiness, but its top speed is also more than twice as fast as before.

With the powerful escort of Viner and others, he was spared the time spent taking detours due to common dangers, making his efficiency astonishing.

It should be noted that it took him and his father four days just to get to this floating island.

“I see,” Venere nodded. “Once we reach our destination, or find your father’s whereabouts, your guiding mission will be complete. At that time, Jessica will take you back to Port Parebia.”

"And what about you?" Donnie paused slightly, a hint of unease in his eyes.

“We’ll probably have to stay in the Kuroshio Strait for a while longer. Don’t worry, with Jessica here, we can get out at any time. And we’ll keep all the promises we made to you,” Viner promised.

"I'm afraid that if I go back alone, I won't be able to hold the Snowwind," Donnie said worriedly.

If it were the Yukikaze before its modification, others might hesitate to take it, considering the cost of repairing it and its remaining value.

But now it sets sail in front of everyone with great fanfare, and the performance and mobility it displays are enough to make people envious.

If he can return safely, it's hard to guarantee that no one will be tempted.

"You brat," Vena laughed and scolded, "with the Knights of St. Freya as your backer, are you afraid of them using force?"

“But I still want to go with you.” Donnie shook his head, looking directly at Vina.

If he had been asked to choose between a knight of the St. Freya Knights and the strange combination of Vena a week ago, Donny would definitely have chosen the former.

But as he spent more time with them over the week, he naturally trusted Vina and the others a little more.

"Aren't you afraid of danger?" Wiener asked, raising an eyebrow.

"If something happens to my father, I'll have no family left in this world. Even if something happens to him, no one will care," Donnie grinned. "Besides, I finally found a powerful patron; do you expect me to willingly let go of him?"

He was a hoodlum who lived a life of crime in the port of Parebia, so of course he could guess that Vina and the others were far above ordinary paladin knights.

“You,” Viner shook her head helplessly, “get some rest after dinner, we’re counting on you to lead the way tomorrow.”

"Then I'll take that as a yes." Donnie ran off happily.

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"call--"

Doni, having finished relaxing, let out a long sigh of relief.

The eagle soup that Vina made for dinner was so delicious that he couldn't help but drink several bowls, which resulted in him waking up in the middle of the night needing to pee.

He put on his pants, and suddenly a familiar voice rang in his ears, as if calling his name.

The voice had an irresistible attraction, drawing Donnie involuntarily to follow it.

After passing through the bushes, he saw a blurry figure standing in the moonlight, with its back to him.

"Father!"

Donnie shouted excitedly, but as he took a step forward, he suddenly remembered something.

"No!" Donnie stopped abruptly. "Who are you?!"

He recalled that Jessica had said at dinner that she had searched the entire island and found no other traces of humans.

If he really was her father, how could he have escaped Jessica's notice?

"Ha! Too late!"

The figure paused upon hearing this, then let out a piercing laugh.

It suddenly turned around, its face contorted into a hideous grotesque mask, and pounced on Doni with a piercing shriek.

"Snapped!"

A deafening roar shook the night sky.

A massive sword radiating a menacing light plunged between Doni and the phantom, forcing the ghostly figure back.

"Children really do need someone to accompany them when they go to the toilet at night."

Rikka jumped to Doni's side, her tone tinged with helplessness.

Update a little later today

As the title suggests, I went to the Citizen Service Center today to handle some procedures, and there were so many people and such long lines that the update will be delayed until tonight.

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Chapter 536 The Shattered Island

Ghost stared at the giant blade in Rikka's hand, his eyes full of vigilance.

It should have no physical form; ordinary swords and knives are useless to it.

However, the Three-Day Blade exuded a kind of oppressive aura that made it instinctively fearful.

"If you don't come over, I'm going to go over there," Rikka said coldly.

Although they didn't know how the other party had infiltrated the island, both Vina and Lisette instructed it to protect Donnie.

Since this ghost attacked Doni, it was destined to be their enemy.

Before she finished speaking, Rikka suddenly swung her Three Heavens Blade and slashed at the ghost.

The blade sliced ​​through the air, producing a low hum that drowned out the howling of the ghost.

Faced with such a fierce attack, the ghost dared not meet it and retreated rapidly.

The flying stones propelled by the Three-Day Blade passed through the ghost's body without hindrance, but made a crackling sound when they struck the Six Flowers.

Ghost immediately realized that something was wrong with Rikka and tried to bypass her and take Doni hostage.

Such a massive sword, though incredibly heavy and imposing, must be slow to move; one can simply avoid its sharp edge.

But its plan was completely wrong.

Even after unleashing a full-force attack, Rikka's movements did not falter in the slightest. She dragged her sword, twisted her body, and moved with the sword, her movements as fluid as flowing water.

This final strike was even faster than before, its fierce killing intent aimed directly at the core of the ghost.

The ghost hastily dodged again, barely avoiding the fatal blow.

Just when it thought it could escape danger, a sudden change occurred.

A strange suction force suddenly surged from the surface of the Three-Day Blade, like a magnet attracting iron filings, pulling the ghost towards the blade.

This power does not originate from the physical realm, but acts directly on the spiritual realm, making it irresistible.

The ghost struggled in terror to escape, only to find its movements becoming increasingly sluggish, and even maintaining its physical form becoming difficult.

"Your Majesty!"

Liuhua let out a cold shout and at the last moment turned her blade.

The wind pressure generated by the three-day blade poured down, pressing the ghost directly to the ground. The originally ferocious and terrifying monster was completely unable to resist.

When the ghost raised its head again, it found that the person in front of it had changed.

The commotion caused by Rikka had already awakened the other members of the group, including Vina.

After only a brief struggle, four figures quickly arrived and blocked all of its escape routes.

Lisette stood at the forefront, and with a gentle wave of her hands, a command spell accurately struck the core of the ghost.

That powerful spiritual force made the ghost's face much clearer, and the madness and ferocity in its eyes gradually faded.

“State your identity and purpose,” Lisette’s voice was as cold as ice.

The ghost struggled for a moment, but finally spoke: "I am... Lillard, a sailor of the Anchor Pirates. The captain ordered me to be here to prevent outsiders from entering the Kuroshio Strait."

"What is this thing that's neither human nor ghost?" Viner turned her head to look at Jessica.

“These are ghosts created from the soul after the body is destroyed. They can never be freed until the mission is completed.” Jessica’s tone was calm, but it revealed a hint of disgust. “This is a method that only demons are good at using. Ordinary pirates cannot master it.”

The mere existence of this ghost is enough to prove that the Anchor Pirates are colluding with the demons.

Upon hearing this, Donnie clenched his fists. "Then my father—"

Unfortunately, he was not a caster of command spells, and the ghost named Lillard did not respond to Donnie's question.

It just stood there stiffly, its eyes vacant, seemingly waiting for the next instruction.

Lisette gradually guided her, "Are you clear about your current situation?"

Upon hearing this, Lillard revealed a strange, devout expression. "The captain said it's a gesture of immortality and eternal life."

"...This guy is hopeless." Felix couldn't help but roll his eyes.

Unable to eat or drink, unable to sleep, deprived of freedom and all joy, they could only wander like a lost soul.

This is what you call immortality and eternal life?

“If this is demonic rhetoric, then this isn’t the only one who’s been bewitched,” Listy shook her head, then continued, “Where are the rest of the Anchor Pirates? Is the guide you captured safe?”

The ghost seemed to want to answer, but its body suddenly began to tremble violently, as if something was tearing its soul apart.

Its previously blank expression turned ferocious and terrifying. It let out a low, cold laugh, full of malice: "Found you."

The command spell originally cast on Lillard was replaced by another consciousness within his body.

Then its body suddenly swelled up, and black cracks appeared on its surface, like a balloon about to burst.

"Back off!"

Jessica reacted the fastest, rushing forward without hesitation and using a teleportation spell to send the ghost directly into the sky.

Then a loud "bang" came from above.

The torn ghosts, accompanied by a large amount of black mist, spread out and transformed into a thick mass of dark energy, even obscuring the moonlight.

The stench was nauseating.

Donnie covered his mouth and nose, and took a few steps back, his face pale.

Vina and the others remained unaffected, each keeping a watchful eye on their surroundings.

Just in case, Lysette emitted a wisp of golden light from her fingertips and gently flicked them upwards, instantly enveloping everyone in a holy golden light shield.

The black mist that permeated the air was completely dispelled the moment it touched the light screen.

"I'm afraid we can't stop now," Jessica said calmly.

The sudden self-destruction of that ghost was clearly due to the effect of the restrictions left on it by the demons.

Although everyone acted quickly and was not affected, the island's location was completely exposed.

"Are you alright?" Vina helped Doni up.

"No, I can still hold on."

Donnie shook his head, his face pale but his gaze unwavering.

"Then let's set off immediately," Viner decisively ordered.

Since the other party was able to send the ghost to the island, who knows what other great gift they might send.

On the contrary, by returning to the sea, under the cover of illusion, the enemy might not be able to find their whereabouts.

However, after this incident, both sides are now fully aware of each other's existence, and the remaining actions will become a race against time.

The group quickly packed up their tents and other equipment, boarded the Yukikaze, and headed towards the deep sea.