Five days later.
In a stretch of sea southeast of Barracuda Bay.
The sea stretched wide and boundless, and a medium-sized vessel that looked like a merchant ship rose and fell with the waves.
With the clamor of sailors and the cries of seagulls in his ears, Xia Nan stood alone by the railing at the edge of the deck, his dark eyes fixed on the distance.
There, at the point where sea met sky, the faint outline of an island could just barely be seen.
It had been three days since he departed from Breaking Waves Wharf in Barracuda Bay, and his destination was that remote island in the distance known as Wildberry Cliff.
Unlike Barracuda Bay, with its advantageous location and unusual terrain, Wildberry Cliff was like Rabbit Island, which he had visited before—one of the most ordinary and obscure islands in the Southern Islands.
Even though passing adventurers called it "Wildberry Cliff," it did not have any more wild berries than other islands. The name had simply been picked at random for convenience.
Under normal circumstances, unless an accident forced them to dock temporarily and resupply, no one would choose such a remote island with nothing special about it as the destination of a voyage.
But according to the information Xia Nan and the others had obtained, the pirate crew suspected of having close ties to the Tide Retreat Gang—the ones who had looted collector Auriye Silverheart's goods and collectibles—were living on the island and using Wildberry Cliff as their headquarters.
That was why Xia Nan had given up his rest time between missions to come here specifically.
It was worth mentioning that, since this operation had arisen from his own interests, and he did not want to trouble others when traveling alone would be more convenient,