March 28, Monday.
After many days at sea, the fleet carrying Abner finally reached a small island in a secluded stretch of water west of the Southern Continent, guided by Vice Admiral Deep Sea.
The usual route would never have taken more than ten days. But they were engaged in something they could not let anyone see, so they had left the Roselle Waterway long ago. After taking a detour several times longer through the harsh conditions of the Berserk Sea, they had finally reached the hidden island.
The ships carrying slaves must have taken this route too... How many people died along the way? No wonder the Delien Family still hasn't gathered enough people for the ceremony after a year. Far more must be lost than arrive safely...
Damn them!
I wonder how Miss Gwen's uncle is doing... Unfortunately, his group was secretly shipped out before I reached Ithaca Island. Miss Gwen was fed false information from start to finish, all to lure her into an ambush...
Otherwise, I'd have rescued him for her first.
Abner, who had just finished attending the Tarot Club gathering, stood at the bow and watched the island come into view. He could not help sighing.
Come to think of it, little of note had happened at recent Tarot Club gatherings. Miss Justice was still carrying out tasks for the Psychology Alchemists while looking into the whereabouts of the Queen of Calamity;
Miss Magician was still traveling with a circus, which had just entered Loen;
Miss Judgment had fully digested her Judge Potion and, through Abner, bought the Disciplinary Paladin characteristic from Jane. Once the military approved her application for the ritual, she could advance;
Miss Temperance still had not completed her Demigod advancement ritual and remained absent;
Madam Hermit kept her distance from