Taking the Mafia to the Magic World

Chapter 1045  Amae (1)

The last stretch between Light Cay and Amae proved to be the most intense and dangerous part of Nan's group's entire journey.

Even the violent Fury of the Stars storm hadn't brought them as close to disaster as the late 8th stage beast that attacked them at the fish men's command.

After their brutal fight against Vicente's summoned creatures, the sea serpent continued its pursuit for hours, launching long-range attacks and wounding the Grand Magus, who protected their ship during this final approach to Amae's territorial waters.

But Vicente had succeeded in consuming the serpent's powers, weakening it and wounding it to the point that the creature's movements were not so decisive against the mere newly promoted Grand Magus of their crew.

Surely, those injured in this escape would need some rest and resources to recover. But they were not seriously affected, and no one died before the enemy deliberately gave up the hunt.

Creatures from the open sea were very powerful, but they didn't threaten the territorial seas of the islands, not even when they were as enraged as that creature.

As soon as they entered Amae's territorial sea, the group found themselves free of the serpent's pursuit, having only to deal with the enemy's last long-range attacks.

After completing this vital requirement, they finally sailed more smoothly, just four days away from docking on the east side of the great island of Amae.

Nan sighed in relief at surviving this perilous sea journey, while Larissa finally turned her attention to Vicente, wounded and unconscious.

Vicente was fine, though. He needed to sleep and rest; to feel the effects of the passage of time on his recovery and not rely on any more pills or potions. Larissa could see this just by looking at his face, and she wasn't worried about giving him artificial resources.

All that was going through her mind right now was how close they had come to death and what a combat monster he had become.

If it weren't for the huge difference in cultivation between Grand Magus and Sorcerers, she would honestly compare him to those 9th stage monsters. But Vicente showed the potential to one day rise higher and perhaps challenge those who dominated Anicane.

For now, Larissa was excited about the journey ahead, but she didn't naively think she could see it through without risk. Sooner or later, she might die alongside him or have to give up the fantastic journey with her friend in order to preserve her own existence!

But for the moment, she didn't want to think about that. She stayed by his side to look after Vicente, while listening to the ship's captain's messages informing her of the latest updates.

Their ship was in tatters. As soon as they docked in Amae, they could abandon the vehicle, as it had serious damage to its entire structure, enough to make it more expensive to repair than to buy a new one.

Fortunately, they could use what they had with them to keep going for the next few days. What's more, Nan's tribe's warlike artifacts were intact, enabling her to still complete the mission that had made her go to Light Cay earlier.

"Captain, take us home," said the fairy in the cockpit, looking forward hopefully after the arduous journey so far.

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Days later, Vicente woke up from his unconscious state, facing the reality that he had doubted for a few moments before his fall would happen.

Waking up after losing his strength in a fight against a stronger individual was something he wouldn't wish on anyone. The sensation of feeling disoriented and thinking he was in the hands of the enemy was terrifying.

But after the initial fright stemming from the memories of that day, Vicente heard from Larissa what had happened and how they were finally finishing their journey to Amae.

He sighed in relief as he lay in the bed he had been resting in since that day, feeling refreshed, with no marks from that day's combat left on his body.

Luckily, his regenerative powers were very strong. All the tissue burned by the serpent's acidic venom had regenerated, producing a new version of himself that was even stronger and more resistant to corrosive forces.

But his hair still needed time to grow. He was bald and without eyebrows or any other hair on his body.

He didn't mind that, though. His women were far away, and he wasn't looking for conquests.

Getting up from his bed, he wandered around the ship, coming across his wounded companions and immediately letting one of his skills kick in, healing the individuals who had ensured the group's successful escape after he fell.

His skills were at too advanced a level for all that crew to understand. Before he reached the cockpit and saw the island ahead, all the wounded on the ship had fully recovered.

"Vicente." Nan and his companions looked at him with proud gazes, indebted to what he had done, but also impressed by all the strength he had within him.

He smiled at them and told them to focus on the last part of their journey. Just ahead was Amae, an island as big as Light Cay, where they would arrive in less than three hours, as far as the devices in the cockpit revealed.

"We're arriving at our destination at last," he said with a smile on his face, touching on an important subject for them to talk about at the moment. "It's time for us to better understand the paths and options ahead of us. I intend to accompany you to your people's headquarters to ensure that you complete your mission. Only after that will I choose what steps to take next. But I want to start thinking more about the reality of your island."

They had already discussed many things about Amae during their months of travel together. But there were things that Nan and his companions saved for the last part of the journey, important things that they didn't know were worth telling Vicente and Larissa about without them being sure that they would actually dock in Amae.

Now that they were practically setting foot on the island, it was the best time for them to finish introducing the two of them to Amae's situation.

So the elf, the fairy, and the dwarf began their last speeches about their island and groups, taking advantage of the ultimate time until their arrival on the island to lay out decisive information that might convince Vicente of the paths available to them.

There were particularly three options open to him. To ally, to remain neutral, or to become something of an ally to an enemy of their joint forces!Nôv(el)B\\jnn