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"What do you mean? I don't understand," Seraphina asked.

"We'll talk and explain more when we get to the cells. Please follow us," the guard said.

If Seraphina wanted to, she could easily knock out those guards and escape from that place without any problems. But why do that? It was best to just see what they wanted, and if necessary, escape.

She also took into account that Hemlock and William were not in the best condition, so it was best to avoid any kind of trouble.

"Alright, we'll follow you," she said.

The guards led them to a small building that housed the cells. During the journey, several people saw the guards taking them as the town was very small.

Everyone was wondering what had happened. Of course, rumors started circulating. Many people were saying that Hemlock and his crew were not sailors but pirates who were there to rob them.

As soon as they arrived at that building, the guards put the three of them inside a cell. This cell was incredibly decent. It wasn't dirty, and it even had a bed for each of them.

Seraphina went in there thinking the worst, but that place was peaceful enough to spend the night.

"I noticed your friends are a little intoxicated," the guard said, his gaze falling on William and Hemlock, "so I think it's best to talk tomorrow when everyone is well. If you need anything, just say so."

"Actually..." Seraphina said, a little awkwardly, "is there any way to get something to eat? We were going to eat at the tavern, but it didn't happen..."

"Of course, no problem."

The guard left and returned after a while with a plate of food for each of them, and also a bottle of water. The treatment was nice.

Hemlock was very drunk, so he wasn't understanding much of what was going on. The only thing he was doing was following what Seraphina was saying.

William was a little better, and he was reflecting on why the guards had called them to that cell. As much as he tried to think, he couldn't understand.

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'It seems I'll have to wait to find out tomorrow,' thought William.

They ate and then went to bed. There was nothing to do inside the cell. It was best to just rest and see what the next day had in store for them.

Hemlock slept like a rock, and it didn't take him long to do so. The booze he had drunk had taken its toll, and he couldn't hold his eyelids open for long.

William's thoughts kept him awake, but not for long. He was truly exhausted after the intense use of his spells and demonic transformation. A good night's rest was exactly what he needed.

"Good night, William, good night, Hemlock," Seraphina said, her voice echoing through the empty cell.

"Good night," William replied.

As for Hemlock, well, the sound of his snoring was all the answer Seraphina needed. She laughed at that — a laugh was what they were in desperate need of — and then tried to sleep too.

On the following day, someone else came to talk with them. This person was a tall woman with some decent muscle — it was obvious that she worked out.

She was the captain of the guards, and the strongest person on the entire island.

"Well, how are you feeling?" she asked them.

The guards had already given her some information about William and Hemlock, so the captain knew that the two had been drinking, and were also looking worse for wear physically.

"We are doing fine," William said, glancing to the side and seeing Hemlock looking like shit, "I guess..."

The captain smiled, "Good. We need to talk. This is serious, and I know you are wondering why you are here."

No one said a word. They were waiting to hear what the captain of the guards had to say.

"The guards said you were under investigation when he first got you, right? Well, the investigation is not actually about something you did but about your ship and crew."

Hemlock was the first to say something after he heard that. "Ship and crew? What do you mean?"

"First, you and your crew went to the volcano, but only you, the captain, returned, so we don't know what happened to your crew yet."

"They are all dead," Hemlock said, looking down at the ground.

"I am sorry to hear that... Well, then that's the answer to our first question. But what about your ship? Did you do anything with it without us knowing?" the captain asked.

If a ship wanted to anchor or leave the port, they had to speak with someone responsible for it, which was usually a guard or someone who answered to the guards. That was their way of making sure things weren't a mess, and that everyone was aware of their movements. Whenever a ship arrived at the island, they always did a search to see if the ship was a pirate vessel or not, or if the people arriving had the potential to be dangerous.

Hemlock was surprised to hear the question. "What do you mean 'did something with the ship'? It's in the port where we anchored it!"

The captain of the guards shook her head. "You see, that's the problem. Your ship was stolen, and we don't know where it is now. I thought that you, as the captain, may have left without warning us, maybe during the night, but it seems that is not the case."

Hemlock wanted to punch something. First, his crew got killed, and now his ship was stolen? Could things get any worse for him?

"When was the last time you saw or were inside your ship?" the woman asked.

Hemlock couldn't focus, but he answered her as best he could. "We didn't go inside since the day we got here. Look, aren't you supposed to have someone in the port to take care of things? How did this happen?"

"You're right, but this person is also missing, so that's another problem we have," she said.

The captain of the guards looked truly concerned. "It's not common for people to go missing here, is it?" William asked her.

"It's not," she said, "the most dangerous thing we have here is the volcano with the fire elementals, but no one goes there, and we have security checkpoints to make sure no one goes too far. But someone missing like this? In the middle of the city? That's not common at all!"

"What are you planning on doing?" William asked.

"Maybe you can help me investigate what happened to your ship? I mean, if you can help me find out what happened to this missing person, it would be nice too, but I know the ship is your focus, right? After all, we don't have decent ships here that can help you leave the island, so you are basically trapped here..."

That was exactly what they feared. The ships on the island were decent enough to travel to other islands and all, but to return all the way to their continent? That required a proper ship with supplies and a crew, things that they didn't have anymore.

Things were looking grim for them.