Calm Belt, Freedom Fortress.
This secret base, hidden where mist and ocean currents intertwined, had now become the Lin Ye Alliance's temporary headquarters. Massive rock formations blended seamlessly with sophisticated defense systems, making it nearly indistinguishable from the surrounding natural environment from the outside. Only those who knew the exact coordinates could find it.
The base was bustling with activity, with busy figures visible throughout its corridors. Although the Three-Island War had ended in a decisive victory, it had come at no small cost. The medical area was packed with wounded soldiers, and the scent of medicine and bandages filled the air.
In a special ward deep within Freedom Fortress, Lin Ye lay quietly on the bed, his face pale as paper. The room was softly lit, with only the faint blue glow and steady beeping of the vital signs monitors breaking the stillness.
Ace and Sabo sat on opposite sides of the bed, both wearing grave expressions.
"The doctor said his body is fine," Sabo said softly. "The main issue is severe mental exhaustion. Fully resonating with the Golden Blade nearly drained all of his mental strength."
Ace frowned. "What exactly is the origin of that sword? It actually made him take such a huge risk..."
"It should be a relic of the Ancient Kingdom," Sabo said thoughtfully. "Based on all the intelligence we have, it is closely connected to the D Clan and the Void Century."
As they spoke, Lin Ye's eyelids suddenly twitched, and he slowly opened his eyes.
"Were you... talking behind my back?" Lin Ye's voice was weak, but teasing.
"Lin Ye!" they both cried out, joy appearing on their faces.
Sabo quickly poured a glass of water and carefully helped Lin Ye sit up. "The doctor said you would need at least three days