The battle on the sea was also extremely intense, with the flying cannons resembling shooting stars in the sky.

Moreover, these cannons used to attack other ships were different from regular cannons, as they were loaded with fire magic-infused cannonballs. The impact of these cannonballs was not just an explosion; they would also inflict additional damage from the fireball hitting, causing multiple areas on the enemy warship to ignite.

Of course, such attacks were not a big issue for us, considering the proximity to water. Summoning an ice shield to deflect cannonballs was quite effortless.

Although summoning ice shields was still a bit of a headache for me, as I had to control the position and intensity of the shield with mental strength. From a physical standpoint, it was impossible for an ice shield to float unsupported in midair, right? Therefore, not predicting the trajectory of the cannonballs before summoning the ice shield and deflecting the cannonballs at the moment of its appearance would require me to consume more magic to summon ice pillars to support the shield.

"Uncle Monty, can't you go any faster?" I said as I drank my fifth bottle of magic potion since setting sail.

"At this rate, I feel like I'm going to pass out," I added.

"This is already the fastest speed! You have to understand that the sea is currently chaotic. If we accidentally collide with another ship, it will only complicate things further," Uncle Monty explained.

"Is that so..." I sighed, looking at the crowded sea ahead.

"Although it's tough to continually cast spells, my adaptability to normal spellcasting has increased rapidly. The headache I used to feel when casting spells has gradually faded, and using magic continuously doesn't feel as unbearable as before.

Well, that's a good thing, but I must say I'm quite annoyed that there's no reimbursement for my magic potions.

Magic Usages: 1000/1000

Title Acquired: Skilled Mage

Effect: Spells below Ultimate level don't require incantations

Magic Usage for Next Level: 1000/5000

Suddenly, the system popped up with this message.

Despite many features being blocked, the title system ran quite efficiently.

The title seemed somewhat useless to me. However, after using ice magic extensively, I no longer needed to chant incantations for spells like the ice shield. Initially, I had to chant a spell for the ice shield, but now I only needed to control its position.

Upon reflection, the title still seemed somewhat useful since I mainly used ice magic. While I could cast ice magic without incantations, I couldn't do the same for spells of other elements. So, this skill still had its uses.

However, obtaining such a title meant that I had cast a considerable number of spells today. At the same time, our ship had reached the edge of the battlefield, beyond which lay the vast expanse of the ocean.

"Are we good to go next? I'm no expert in navigation, how do we proceed in such an endless place?" I inquired.

"Of course, my dad is a professional sailor!" Kid replied confidently.

Glancing back at the ongoing sea battle, which showed no signs of stopping anytime soon, I couldn't shake off the guilty feeling as the instigator. However, considering the lack of oversight among the mercenaries and soldiers, I believed the blame couldn't rest solely on me.

It seemed that some warships had noticed our departure from the battlefield. However, since they were entangled with other ships, their attempts to chase us were futile. They fired a few shots in our direction, but they were no match for a couple of ice shields.

The mercenaries didn't bother engaging with us either. Given our frequent use of magic, they likely assumed we were not the enemy, or perhaps, it would be suicidal to provoke spellcasters like us.

I refrained from using magic to retaliate as our goal was to escape rather than engage in battles for experience.

"Have we finally escaped?" Kid asked cautiously, glancing back at the battlefield.

"I guess so. In that case, can we head straight to the Lost Continent?" I stowed away my magic wand used to reduce spell consumption.

"Well, to be honest, under our current circumstances, reaching the Lost Continent is quite challenging," I explained.

"Why is that, Uncle Monty?" Kid inquired.

"Because the supplies on our ship are insufficient. To leave this sea area promptly, the provisions we have onboard would only last a day," I elaborated.

"... That's... painful. So, what do we do now?" Kid looked concerned.

"We'll have to dock at another port for supplies," Uncle Monty replied, fiddling with an instrument nearby.

"Considering our current location and the position of the Lost Continent, it's best to dock at a port on Daikefu Island for a complete resupply before setting sail again," he added.

"I see. How long will it take to reach that island?" I inquired.

"It shouldn't take too long, maybe just a day. Leland City's harbor is the closest to Daikefu Island," Uncle Monty reassured.

"Well, that's convenient. I can finally rest a bit," I sighed.

"I must have cast as many spells today as I would in a year," I remarked.

"Well, I appreciate your hard work," Uncle Monty chuckled.

"Thanks to what? If you hadn't recklessly blown up the warships, we wouldn't have had to go through all this trouble breaking out of the port," I retorted.

"Even if we were fine, it would have been troublesome for you and the others," Uncle Monty admitted.

"Well... although the result seems to justify it, the damage caused by the destruction... oh well, let's just say we're safe for now," I concluded.

Aliyah sighed and headed into the cabin, saying, "I'll rest now, call me for dinner."

"Hey, why are you going in without doing anything?" I teased, but she had already disappeared into the cabin.

Oyado and I exchanged a smile, then followed suit with a wry smile.

...

To my surprise, the troubles were only just beginning.

---------------- Mid-Autumn Festival Greetings ----------------------------

Perspective: Bai Yueguang

Seeing the shopkeepers giving us despairing looks, I wished I could find a hole to hide in.

It was so embarrassing, could they be more shameless? Not only did they dine and dash, but they also took away the most expensive items from the shop. Were they either destitute or robbers in their past lives?

As these two individuals cheerfully packed up their loot and left, I tried my best to act like I didn't know them.

Well, it seemed that conscience was something absent in their brains.

Naturally, our actions led to some minor obstacles as we departed from the commercial street.

A few oddly dressed figures wearing masks attempted to rob us, but they met their match and ended up giving us all their gear.

Soon, this gift-giving act ended, though they didn't have much valuable loot.

"This is boring..." Taishi Xi commented while inspecting the equipment looted from the enemies.

"Do these guys ever use their brains? And their combat prowess is so weak, it's truly disappointing," he added.

Before I could reply, a piercing alarm blared, and we observed people in the city scurrying indoors, leaving the streets deserted.

"What's going on..." Hei Luoli scratched her head, puzzled.

"Is it a ghost?" she speculated.

"Well, who knows," I shrugged. Shortly after, a city guard sprinted towards the direction of the harbor.

"Oh, why are you guys here?" Liao Shi lowered his face mask as he approached us.

"We didn't know what was happening," I explained.

"Ah, I see... Well, you guys are tough. Come with us," Liao Shi suggested.

"So, what exactly is going on?" I inquired.

"Aquatic Tribe is attacking."