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Chapter 57: Maritime Log · Oct 27, 2026

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51 Chapter 51: Merman 2026-10-27
52 Chapter 52 Return to the Ship 2026-10-27
53 Chapter 53: Another Key 2026-10-27
54 Chapter 54 Information Provision (Extra update for Alliance Leader Black Eyes 1/5) 2026-10-27
55 Chapter 55 Leaving the Island (Alliance Leader Bonus 2/5) 2026-10-27
56 Chapter 56: Devil Training 2026-10-27
57 Chapter 57: Maritime Log 2026-10-27
58 Chapter 58 Holy Mother Church 2026-10-27
59 Chapter 59 Touch 2026-10-27
60 Chapter 60 Mirror 2026-10-27
61 Chapter 61 Magic Power Special Training 2026-10-27
62 Chapter 62: The Girl in the Magic Mirror 2026-10-27
63 Chapter 63 Spell Learning 2026-10-27
64 Chapter 64 Gaps 2026-10-27
65 Chapter 65: The Treasure of Youth 2026-10-27
66 Chapter 66: Simple Harvest 2026-10-27
67 Chapter 67 The Clue to the Treasure 2026-10-27
68 Chapter 68: The Way Home 2026-10-27
69 Chapter 69 Learning Spells 2026-10-27
70 Chapter 70: Speculation 2026-10-27
71 Chapter 71: Preparation 2026-10-27
72 Chapter 72: Mechanism Activated 2026-10-27
73 Chapter 73: Into the Night 2026-10-27
74 Chapter 74 Looting 2026-10-27
75 Chapter 75 The Performance Begins 2026-10-27
76 Chapter 76 Perfect Finale 2026-10-27
77 Chapter 77 Returning to the Ship 2026-10-27
78 Chapter 78 Harvest 2026-10-27
79 Chapter 79: Treasure Vault No. 3 2026-10-27
80 Chapter 80 Blinding Golden Light 2026-10-27
81 Chapter 81: Pocket Ring 2026-10-27
82 Chapter 82 Retirement 2026-10-27
83 Chapter 83: The Shadow Ship 2026-10-27
84 Chapter 84 Church Mission 2026-10-27
85 Chapter 85 Realm of Pitch Darkness 2026-10-27
86 Chapter 86: Encountering Pirates Again 2026-10-27
87 Chapter 87 Realm of Pitch Darkness Guard Island 2026-10-27
88 Chapter 88: Enter 2026-10-27
89 Chapter 89 Sea Monster 2026-10-27
90 Chapter 90: In the Darkness 2026-10-27
91 Chapter 91: Possession of the Soul 2026-10-27
92 Chapter 92: White Bones Crawling 2026-10-27
93 Chapter 93: Treasure of the Ruins 2026-10-27
94 Chapter 94: Evil Spirit Priest 2026-10-27
95 Chapter 95 Holy Light Wheat Ring 2026-10-27
96 Chapter 96: The One Who Prays for Peace 2026-10-27
97 Chapter 97 - 96: The One Who Prays for Peace_2 2026-10-27
98 Chapter 98 - 97: Darkness Strikes 2026-10-27
99 Chapter 99 - 98: Return to the Ship 2026-10-27
100 Chapter 100 - 99: The Untrodden Island 2026-10-27

Chapter 57: Chapter 57: Maritime Log

Blood Alliance Calendar, Year 456, June 13.

Voyaging on the sea is boring as hell. Maybe I should start keeping a journal.

Might as well start today.

”Captain (Soon-to-be) Log”

Blood Alliance Calendar, Year 456, June 16.

Another day of devilish training. Once again, I felt death breathing down my neck.

Made it through more than 40 minutes today.

Blood Alliance Calendar, Year 456, June 20.

I’m pretty sure Chadite must’ve been put through this kind of training back in the day—no wonder she looks so damn happy seeing us get wrecked like this.

She can’t even be bothered to hide her gloating.

Blood Alliance Calendar, Year 456, June 21.

Broke through the one-hour mark today. Feeling good.

Blood Alliance Calendar, Year 456, June 22.

Watching myself improve every day is actually kind of exciting.

Today I lasted one hour and five minutes.

Blood Alliance Calendar, Year 456, June 25.

Andre said training’s just about done. With the way our bodies are now, ”the touch” isn’t gonna do us any extra harm.

Finally, no more of that nightmare training.

But my record’s stuck at one hour and forty-two minutes.

Blood Alliance Calendar, Year 456, June 26.

Now that the devil training is over, it feels weird. Kinda miss it.

There’s gotta be something wrong with me, right?

Blood Alliance Calendar, Year 456, June 27.

Boring as hell, just sailing day after day.

Blood Alliance Calendar, Year 456, June 28.

Endless, unchanging ocean. So dull.

Blood Alliance Calendar, Year 456, June 29.

BORED!!!

...

”Bang! Bang! Bang!”

Some dull thuds sounded from the deck above.

Alka raised his pistol in his right hand, firing at a target set up not far away.

Other than him, Jason was there too.

Boring ship life—you gotta find something to do.

So the two of us decided to practice shooting. There’s a ton of ammo stored on the lower deck anyway, would be a waste not to use it.

No shortage of No.3 pistol rounds either—a perfect chance to get some real practice, and Alka’s not about to let that slip by.

Even the best marksmen need mountains of ammo to keep sharp.

Right now, Jason’s dual-wielding two different model revolvers, firing away.

Training right alongside me.

Alka emptied the bullets from his own pistol, popped out the cylinder, and reloaded at lightning speed.

He spun the pistol in his hand twice, then smoothly tipped the brim of his hat with the barrel like a showoff.

”How the hell do you even do that?” Jason abandoned all shame and scooted over, eyes full of curiosity.

He figured Alka might be mediocre at other stuff, but man, the way he shows off with his gun tricks is real tempting.

Especially that whole routine with popping the cylinder and reloading—looked more like stage magic, way too slick and satisfying to watch.

”Wanna learn?”

”Hell yeah!” Jason nodded.

”You wanna learn, I’ll teach you.”

Alka grinned and said, but then grabbed his pistol and checked it out from both sides.

”Bobby really knows his stuff—after he tweaked it, the grip feels even better.”

Besides that monstrous training, Alka spent the most time learning some crafting skills from Bobby.

He even had Bobby tweak a few tiny details on both pistols, just to fit his own quirks and preferences.

Hearing this, Jason checked out his own two pistols: ”Guess I’ll need Bobby to do some mods for me too.”

No sooner thought than done—Jason grabbed his guns and headed straight for the lower deck.

Alka went along to get some dinner while he was at it.

Then he headed back to his own cabin.

By now, the sun had almost completely slipped below the sea, with only a dim yellow afterglow lighting up the world.

Judging by our pace,

we should reach our destination in a few days.

Lying on the bed.

Looking at the magic mirror on the nightstand next to him.

Alka shook his head helplessly.

He got up, wandered to the desk, and picked up a book to flip through.

As night fell, the oil lamp beside him flickered to life.

The ship gradually faded into quiet.

The only sound in the room was the soft rustle of turning pages.

Before I knew it,

I’d dozed off right at the desk.

In a daze, it felt like I’d drifted into a world of darkness all over again.

Now that he sensed he was back here, Alka didn’t bother to freak out.

He was used to it by now.

Ever since getting back on the ship, the magic mirror would sometimes pull Alka in.

For no other reason than—

It just wanted to chat.

”Why is your Magic Power still so dead and lifeless?”

A vague, ethereal voice drifted through the darkness.

Alka helplessly tried to get his thoughts across.

Of course, not by actually talking—just by letting the words flood his mind, focusing on what he wanted to say.

Letting his intended message echo wildly through his head.

That way, the person trapped in the magic mirror could pick up his meanings exactly.

”I’m still on the ship, haven’t started ’the touch’ yet—what do you expect, for it to work overnight?”

”I see, so it hasn’t been long at all.”

Alka could understand that—if you’re stuck inside the mirror’s dark world, it’s pretty much impossible to tell how much time has passed.

Thinking of this, he couldn’t help feeling curious.

”You’ve been trapped in here so long, without anything to keep track of time—how do you keep yourself sane?”

”I just refuse to go into Deep Sleep. If you’re asleep, you don’t feel the passage of time, so that way time won’t mess with your mind.”

”Plus, the Soul-Trapping Demon Mirror wasn’t designed to hurt anyone. Its real purpose was to serve as a shelter for souls, so fragile ones at least had somewhere to rest.”

What? This thing’s actually... a good guy?

”Of course.”

”Don’t go reading my thoughts, okay?”

”Huh? Wasn’t that something you meant to say yourself?”

Sigh. Can’t be helped—just how this place works. Any thought that gets too strong, takes over your head, can be heard.

But that was just Alka seriously ranting in his own mind.

Guess my urge to complain was so strong, it became as loud as what I really wanted to say.

So to chat properly here, you have to keep your intended words dominating your mind. If you suddenly want to crack a sarcastic comment you don’t really want to voice, it’s bound to get noticed.

This place is a pain in the ass.

”Nothing I can do about that. If your Magic Power were a bit livelier, I could talk to you normally—and even get a look at what the world looks like these days.”

”I didn’t mean to say that part out loud either!”

”Alright then.”

”So, what era did you even live in?”

Alka couldn’t help but ask. It really was his biggest curiosity.

”The Year of Radiance, Mokess Calendar Year 14,655. That’s when I lived. You ever heard of it?”

”Nope, never heard of it at all. Wait—the calendar lasted over fourteen thousand years?”

That’s... a ridiculously long time for any calendar.

Usually, a calendar matches up with the lifespan of the nation or power that created it. Are there really regimes that last over ten thousand years?

That’d have to be an absolute monster of a civilization.

Even in a fantasy world like this, that seems a bit much.

”The Mokess Calendar wasn’t created by any one power. It was created by a god—it’s a god’s calendar.”

Alka felt a sharp pain shoot through his head when he heard that.

”You’re out of juice mentally. Let’s chat next time.”

As the words fell, Alka was kicked out of that pitch-black world.

He woke up, head on the desk, eyes open wide.

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