And what manifested was… Loyalty had collectively risen a tiny bit more.
Finally.
Happy days are always fleeting.
Under the brilliant leadership of the captain, the haunted island was no longer a threat of "Undead", but rather became a paradise for pirates looking to vacation.
Two days later.
Departure was imminent.
Many pirates were reluctantly attached to the deserted island, and upon embarking the ship, they couldn't help but shed a few sorrowful tears towards the island.
However attached they felt, not a single soul volunteered to stay behind and accompany the lonely Mother Spirit Alice.
Every damned pirate knew all too well that the reason this island felt so comfy was their captain.
Without the captain keeping things at bay, the Undead could have turned into man-eating ghosts in the blink of an eye, the kind that even picks their teeth with bones after a meal.
Yi Lin simply chuckled at the crew's thoughts, but he didn't expose them.
