The Greatest Regret of His Life

After a day and night of nonstop work, the thirteen sets of high-end custom diving suits were finally complete.

The lenses were made of highly transparent glass inscribed with a "Clarity" Magical Circuit, allowing the wearer to roughly make out shapes even in an environment without light.

The helmets served as oxygen tanks, and the breastplates and shoulder guards did as well.

They were connected by thin Magical Circuits, ensuring that if any part malfunctioned, it could promptly "produce oxygen."

The weapons were inscribed with Sharpness Magical Circuits, the bracers with Strengthening, and the greaves with Acceleration.

Even the seemingly useless belts benefited from Mr. Borgin's generosity. Each one could hold a small pouch enhanced with an Undetectable Extension Charm.

Though they had yet to be tested, Vincent, sporting two enormous dark circles under his eyes, was certain they could function normally underwater for at least half a month.

It would have been even more perfect if they could be stored inside the belts and equipped through projection, allowing the cards in the card case to transform into gear.

No, he could not hold on any longer. He was starting to see double.

Just as he was about to get into bed for a proper rest, he discovered that Hermione and Daphne were already lying there asleep.

They had gone two days and two nights without sleep. They really could endure.

"Ah-ha—" He yawned as he placed the thirteen diving suits into the suitcase, then clapped his hands and restored the room to how it had been.

The yacht was still sailing automatically without direction, and the nearest island was still far away.

Vincent walked over to the table where the dinnerware was neatly stacked, then suddenly turned around and opened the wardrobe.

After tucking the blankets over the two