~ Chapter 97: The end of Pirate Island ~

[Illsyore's point of view]

The allocated week went by in a flash with me and my wives working on the clock to make sure we could save as many innocents as we could. There were many idiots who tried to lie, cheat, or blackmail their way into the safe zones, but they were all caught and killed without mercy. The true nature of these people was shown in this moment of crisis, and it wasn't a pretty one.

Seeing this event as the end of their normal lives and maybe already hearing death knocking on their doors, many of them revealed their ugly sides and committed unforgivable felonies. Among the serial killers and rapists, there were also cannibals and torturers. These monsters who wore a human skin met a swift end at our hands.

Although I gave out several warnings to the islanders and showed the results of disobeying me, as pirates, it was in their nature to ignore such things. Thus, we took their lives without remorse.

The ones who tried to escape weren't allowed to do so either. Their slow-moving boats were easy pickings for my highly precise AGLMC Lasers. The beams struck their hulls with unrelenting force and formed a big hole in them. They didn't even see it coming. The rest was left to the monsters lurking in the depths of the ocean as the pirates were gobbled up one after another.

For a moment, I did ponder if it was a good idea to try and salvage their loot, but I gave up on this thought. In the future, I could point this place out as a treasure hunt for the thrill seekers.

Once I declared the event over, I did not bother anymore with the pirate survivors who hid on the island. What I did instead was to merge the two camps into one and start counting.

“There are 1247.” Ayuseya gave the report.

“Not as many as I had initially hoped...” I said as I looked towards the mass of men, women, and children who were having their supper.

“Indeed, maybe just 10% of the whole population?” Shanteya nodded.

“Less...” Nanya mumbled.

“It can't be helped...” I let out a sigh.

“What should we do now?” Shanteya asked.

“For now, let us rest. It's getting dark outside. Tomorrow morning I'm going to build some boats and give them some supplies. If they head for Allasn continent, they should find refuge there.” I replied as I rubbed my chin.

“Paramanium is a no-go?” Ayuseya asked.

“Yes. Just thinking about sending these poor people over there gives me a bad feeling.” I shuddered.

“Good! Then I'm going to take Illsy now!” Tamara suddenly announced and grabbed me by my left foot.

“Huh?! What the?! Ugh!” she pulled, and I fell face first in the dirt.

The oversized cat dragged me away from there like a stereotypical caveman would its mate.

“What's going on? Tamara?” I tried to get an explanation while attempting to get back on my feet.

“Sorry, Illsy, Tamara won.” Ayuseya said with a wry smile.

“Huh?!” I raised an idiotic shout, but they all ignored me as the feline dragged me into the forest.

When she found a good resting place, she told me to make a room for us, and I complied. What came next was a night of moaning, hugging, and lots of kisses. The nekatar was quite passionate in her lovemaking, but she often gave me the impression that she knew more than she let out.

Even after she went to sleep, the nekatar continued to hug me and refused to let go. I was stuck to her naked body until she woke up later that day. Because of this, I was able to catch a few hours of sleep as well, but we both seriously needed a shower afterwards. Our scent was all over the place.

We returned to the campsite at around 2 or 3 PM. The girls were already having a meal and the survivors were waiting for me to dictate their fate. We ate something fast and then I got to work.

Several hours later, I finished building three 1000 tonne galleons, each outfitted to carry up to at least 300 sailors and another 100-150 regular passengers. They were also stocked with plenty of food, and all sorts of necessities the crew might need on this journey, including several barrels of lemons to avoid scurvy. I didn't make those, just reallocated the existing supplies in the two towns. Since the original galleons didn't have anything like a toilet, I made some specially designed cabins for people to use.

“There!” I said satisfied.

“That's good Illsy... but you have a problem.” Nanya said with a nod.

“What problem?” I asked tilting my head to the left.

She came closer and then shouted in my ear “You built them on LAND!”

“OUCH!” I pulled back and rubbed my ringing ear.

“How do you plan on transporting them all the way to the sea?” she asked shaking her head.

“I can just carve a channel all the way there...” I mumbled.

“Hm, I didn't think of that.” she tilted her head and blinked surprised.

“Was the shouting really necessary?” I asked.

“No. I apologize, Illsy.” Nanya shook her head and then gave me a kiss on the cheek.

“What's up with you lately anyway? Is something the matter?” I asked her while I pulled her in my embrace.

She looked away for a moment and then looked back into my eyes.

“I'm just tired... and a bit frustrated because I lost the game...” she let out a sigh.

“You should have slept some more.” I furrowed my brow.

“It's not that...” she shook her head.

“Then?”

“It's this whole island... the pirates... this whole mess... I don't like it.” she shook her head.

“Why does it make you uncomfortable?” I asked.

“It makes all of us uncomfortable, and I'm worried you might take a liking to killing...” she said as she looked into my eyes.

I could tell that she feared the possibility of me slowly turning into the Darkness again, but something like that was absolutely impossible. Not at as long as I had my beloved wives by my side.

But I suppose it's natural to think like this after I had killed several thousand humans in just this one week... In my previous life, such a concept would have been seen as impossible, unthinkable, improbable, but right now... I do have the cold thinking of a Dungeon and the belief that if I ever stray from the right path, the gods of this world will make sure to let me know. Then again... I'm also older than I look... I thought as I gently caressed her cheek.

Nanya coiled her tail around my waist and closed her eyes, submitting herself to my embrace.

“I'll never take a liking to killing... If I did, we wouldn't have bothered with asking the gods for advice regarding this matter.” I told her and gently lifted her chin.

She looked into my eyes, and I could see that her worries were still reflected in her gaze. Because she cared so much for me, she feared even more the possibility of losing me... again. Maybe it was from that fear itself that her rather 'violent' behavior stemmed from.

“Trust me, if I had time to spend thinking about killing someone just for the heck of it, I would make sure to spend it cuddling with you instead. It's far more enjoyable!” I smiled.

Pulling her closer to me, I stole her lips for a passionate kiss and closed my eyes, enjoying the moment. Thanks to her, all the tension and trouble I had in this past week vanished as though it was nothing but a bad dream. Her embrace soothed me, and her lips healed me. Rather than a demoness, she was more of an angel to me... a stunningly beautiful angel who threw tantrums with her fists.

By the time it got dark, the three galleons baptized under the names Augustus, Tiberius, and Casanova finally hit the water. The channels were finished in the blink of an eye but forming the three groups of survivors and bringing them all on board of each ship was a bit more difficult.

Before I let them set sail into the open ocean, I told them several things.

“Here are my conditions to let you live. First of all, you shall not, under any circumstances, attack other boats while sailing towards Allasn. The white flag means that you are refugees, not pirates. The captain I decided upon does not hold absolute authority over all of you. Their job is simple: get you to a port in Allasn. Afterwards, you may keep the boats if wish to do trade or use them as transport, but if I hear you returned to the life of a pirate, I will literally skin you alive and make you watch. Got it?” I glared at them.

They all gulped and nodded.

“Good! Second rule is as follows: Under no circumstances you shall attack, rob, harm, or rape one another while sailing towards Allasn. If you do so... well, you remember what I did with rapists, right?” I showed them a wide, sinister smile.

The word 'meatball' took a whole other meaning under this context.

They all gulped and nodded.

“Good! Third rule is as follows: Once you reach Allasn, you are free to do and go wherever you desire. I don't care, and you don't need to tell me. To help you on your journey, I shall give you all several gold coins from the treasury of the Pirate King. Those who hold crafting jobs, I shall give you some tools to start off your business again. But again, don't even dare to try and rob each other. Got it?” I glared at them.

The shook their heads left and right.

“I may not be among you, but I can always just go and ask the gods who watch over you. Then, if you happened to cross any of my rules, I'll hunt you down! Don't make light of the mercy I showed you. If you value your newfound freedom, you will also make sure none of you get any bright ideas either. Got it?” I let out a small growl at the end.

They all nodded.

“Good.” I smirked.

After this brief instruction period, I shared the Pirate King's gold in equal parts. I also kept my word and gave those with professions a set of enchanted tools most suitable for each of them. By the time it was midnight, this whole thing was finally over.

I let them sail and as I did, I told Nanya “All that's left is to send the last ship off and then prepare ourselves for departure.”

“What last ship?” she asked confused.

“The one we come with. I ordered them to lower their anchor on the other side of the island, remember?” I told her.

“Ah yes! I forgot. Tehe!” she poked out her tongue.

“Which one of us do you think should go and test them out?” Zoreya asked.

“I think Nanya should. She was technically their captain for a while. Afterwards, I'll give them some supplies and send them off on the road.” I replied.

“Alright. I'll be back as soon as I'm done.” she smiled.

“They are that way.” I pointed in the general direction.

“I'm off!” she said and then dashed towards the ship.

Two hours later, she returned with a smile on her face. Out of all the 114 remaining pirates on board of that ship, only 67 survived this final test. A lot more than I had expected. I was estimating around 24, but I guess I was wrong about them...

I left them enough supplies to last them for two months on the sea, and I also repaired their boat to pristine condition. After giving them enough gold coins to last them for a year, I ordered them to set sail and never again steal from others.

With this, I called it a day and went to bed. For the first time in a while, I slept together with all of my beloved wives. We didn't do anything perverted, just closed our eyes and went to sleep. It was pleasant and peaceful, and I dreamed of playing the latest video games developed in this world. For some reason though, the publisher was always 'Holy God of Big Boobs INC'.

The following day, I was the last one to wake up. Tamara was the first one because she wanted to cook breakfast... We had freshly caught fish.

Then, after we ate, we headed down to the beach and prepared to depart this island for good.

“Everyone ready?” I asked as I spawned our trusty raft and let it drop on the sand.

At that moment, two powerful hands gripped my shoulders. Ayuseya was on my left and Nanya was on my right. They were squeezing hard enough to crack my Magic Armor.

“Illsy?” they both asked at the same time while showing me a frightening smile.

I gulped.

“Yes, my beloved wives?” I asked after I squeezed out a smile.

“We do hope you aren't planning on making us paddle on that tiny raft again, right?” Nanya asked, squeezing harder.

I think I heard a crack just now.

“Erm... yes?” I replied.

And thus, I was tossed in the sand headfirst... A crater formed around me, and the shockwave resulted caused the waves to stand still for a moment.

“BLEAH! Ouch...” I groaned after I pulled my head out and spat a mouth full of sand.

“Illsy, you can't be serious about making us sail on the ocean on that thing when we are fully aware of the fact that you can build fully equipped and ready to sail galleons!” Ayuseya complained.

“But... but...” I said.

“No buts!” Nanya raised a finger up “I can't believe you had the audacity of making us sail on that thing when you could have made us a boat!” she said with a growl.

She's angry... No, they are all definitely pissed... I thought and gulped.

“B-But... sailing on a raft in the middle of the sea is... is...” I mumbled.

“Is what?” Zoreya asked squinting her eyes at me.

I gulped again.

“The dream of a man!” I declared proudly.

“Mhm.” the High Apostle nodded calmly and then holding on her shield with both hands, she lifted it above her head.

“What are you going to do with that?” I asked and gulped.

Nanya and Ayuseya held me tight, and I could not flee.

“Don't hate me, Illsy, this is for making us sail on that stupid thing. I nearly drowned because of it!” she shouted and slammed the ridiculously heavy shield hard on my head.

It was lights out for me...

When I woke up, I was buried neck deep into the sand, and my wives were all standing around me in a circle.

“Ugh... owie...” I complained.

“Illsy, you better build us a boat. We are all terribly angry with you.” Shanteya said as with her arms crossed at her chest.

“You too?” I asked with a furrow.

“Mhm.” she nodded with her eyes closed.

I gulped.

“You should know that making us sail on that raft wasn't the brightest thing you did.” Ayuseya pointed out.

“Umn..” I looked down.

“Especially since Shanteya here is pregnant.” Nanya pointed out.

“I'm a nekatar... I like fish, but I hate getting my fur wet for no good reason.” said Tamara.

“I'm wearing heavy plate armor. Enough said.” Zoreya pointed out.

“With sexy lingerie underneath...” I mumbled.

“That has nothing to do with it...” the armored women looked away bashfully.

“Illsy, we are seriously upset with you.” Shanteya told me.

“Ugh... Fine! I did something stupid! I apologize!” I said and then let out a sigh.

“And?” Nanya asked raising an eyebrow.

“I promise I'm not going to do it again and properly ask next time...” I added.

There was no point to keep on being stubborn, and my surprise adventure of sailing on a raft from an island to another was suddenly canceled. It was clear my wives didn't look forward to it as much as I did. Even though there wasn't anything that could have went wrong with our trip, they didn't appreciate the lack of comfort. More like they weren't in the mood for something like this.

I for one, just clung to some stupid childhood dream I had in my past life. In a way, it ended up becoming true if I ignored the part about me becoming a ship's captain after reaching the port on my simple raft. Then again, this thing was probably safer to sail on than on one of those galleons. The enchants on it were no joke.

“Very well, now get out of there and build a real boat.” Shanteya said with a smile.

She knelt in front of me and gently ruffled my hear like I was some naughty kid.

“Alright...” I said with half of voice.

After I got out, I simply pointed my hand at the sea and summoned a ready-built modern luxury yacht. This thing had bullet-proof windows and hull, enchanted everything, a propulsion system based on Magic Crystal Engine technology I had developed. It even had a minibar and a surround music system. The shape was smooth and slick, with a length of 54 meters. It looked similar to the luxury yachts I often saw on the internet. If I were to guess, its estimated price back on Earth should have been at somewhere around 300-400 million euros or more.

“What's that?” Nanya asked in wonder.

“A boat... It doesn't have roes.” I mumbled as I moved towards it.

“Where are the sails?” Zoreya asked.

“It doesn't have any... It runs with the help of my Magic Crystals.” I said.

“You sound sad.” Tamara pointed out.

“Well... I wanted our ocean journey to be an adventure, not a smooth sail on a luxury yacht.” I replied.

“Better this way. No need to worry about fishing out Zoreya from the depths of the ocean anymore!” Tamara said and then gave me a kiss on the cheek.

I smiled and nodded.

“True. Then! Let's get on board and fully enjoy our trip towards the continent!” I declared as I was back to my normal self again.

The kiss of a cute wife with cat ears was powerful enough to bring forth miracles!

“Indeed!” Ayuseya approved.

After we all got on board and gave them a quick tour of the place, I sailed the ship away from the island. Once we reached a safe distance from shore, I flew out of my body and went back to it. Using almost all of my Magic Energy, I absorbed the entirety of the island all the way to the bottom of the sea, creating a big hole where once the big block of land was. Only the animals and insects were left out, sending them all to a watery grave alongside the pirates who tried to hide in the forest.

As the waters rushed in to close the gap, I flew back to my ship and sailed away as fast as I could.

“That's the second island you ate...” Zoreya mumbled.

“Alright... The dangerous waves passed, we are sailing at cruise speed, aaand I'm dead tired now...” I said and looked back at the armored woman “Carry me to my room...” I requested.

“Very well. Nanya, will you steer the ship?” she asked.

“I will. Just hold the helm steady, right? Have a good nap, Illsy. You'll need to wake up and explain what all of these buttons do.” Nanya said as I nodded back to her.

“I found the kitchen! There's fish!” announced Tamara.

Of course, how could I forget about her fish.

A big yawn escaped my lips as I got carried to the room by Zoreya. If only I could have convinced her not to princess-carry me...

[Several days later, in the Paramanium Imperial Palace]

[The First Prince's point of view]

While I was in the middle of enjoying the gladiator match between two slaves, I was told that a messenger came baring grave news. I made him wait until the match was over. The human had won against the nekatar warrior. It was unfortunate that I had bet on that furry mongrel. Now I was a few gold coins short.

I allowed the messenger to enter my private room, but he stood at the door, held by the guards.

“Your highness, I apologize for disturbing you, but we just received grave news from the North.”

“The North? That's odd... Speak.” I said as I looked over at him with a raised eyebrow.

“The Pirate Island is gone. According to one of the survivors, it appears as though a Godlike Dungeon named Illsyore... devoured it.” he said.

“What sort of nonsense are you spouting?” I asked glaring at him.

There was no way a Godlike Dungeon existed, let alone one that could devour an island of that side. Nevertheless, was it possible for a Dungeon to devour anything besides the flesh of the foolish adventurers who stepped within its corridors? I highly doubted it.

“The survivor was once a high-ranking captain in the Pirate Navy. He survived only through luck, but he swore on his life that this was the truth. The Dungeon is not a Crystal Core either but one with a humanoid body. It had green hair and wore weird clothes. He traveled with a draconian, a nekatar, and a full-plated warrior woman. Apparently, they were his wives. As for the island, the Dungeon set foot on it two weeks ago. After having killed the Pirate King, he unleashed terrible monsters that wrecked the towns and ordered the survivors to bring them offerings in the shape of slaves and innocents. That is all, your highness.” he spoke calmly and made a deep bow in respect.

Although I heard what he said, it sounded quite ridiculous if one were to ask me. Still, it made curious if that so-called survivor spoke the truth or not. Regarding the disappearance of the island, reports from our navy should come forth confirming this fact.

“A Godlike Dungeon... hm.” I rubbed my chin.

This reminded me of another report I received several years ago. It was from the Supreme named Dankyun who went mad and destroyed the Fellyore Academy. That place was doomed to fail from the start because it was impossible to accept the idea of a place where the laws of nobles didn't apply. Sooner or later, it would have given in on our pressure, but... wasn't the name of the so-called Dungeon Core installed there also Illsyore?

Or was it something else? I thought.

“You may leave.” I ordered him.

“As you wish, your highness!” he replied and then left.

My father and siblings should have received a similar report. Seeing how absurd it was, I highly doubting that they would not make a move to either capture this Godlike Dungeon or try to dispose of him. Both foolish actions, especially if he was someone who could make an entire island disappear. I had to be wary of this strange ability of his.

Getting up from my seat, I approached the balcony and looked at the men who were dragging the corpse of the nekatar gladiator away.

“Did you hear?” I asked.

“Yes, my liege.” a voice from the shadow replies.

“Have your guild look into their group. Bring me any information you can find, but do not engage them. If they settle down anywhere let me know immediately.” I ordered.

“As you desire. The Phantom's Rage shall oblige and bring forth prosperous results.” the voice in the shadow spoke before vanishing.

I couldn't sense him anymore, but I was certain that he was gone now.

All that's left to do is to inform my generals to prepare the armies. If this is a Godlike Dungeon, then we will need an exceptionally large force to overpower him. Should I have father request the help of the other kingdoms? No... not yet. I will wait until the assassins bring me news of their settlement, otherwise, I may risk moving carelessly. Hm, I wonder if I can use this Illsyore to earn a favor from the other kingdoms? I thought and then I continued to plot as I watched the next battle between gladiators.