Before Marc could respond, Larissa interjected, "You go on ahead. Lucy will stay with us. She'll be safe.”

Howard smirked coldly. "In that case, we'll leave first," he declared.

With the landing point on the Central Island of Obscura City less than five hundred kilometers away, boarding the small boats meant they could reach it within a day. This was undoubtedly the prime opportunity to escape. Since Lucy didn't value this chance, it was her loss.

Howard led the first group of nobles toward the boiler room, showing no signs of hesitation. The ship’s crew members inside the room had been laboring tirelessly for the past two days to hasten their journey to the shore. Their exhausted faces bore dark circles and dirt smudges, making them appear almost as eerie as the ghost itself.

As Anthony entered, all work came to a halt. Following closely behind him were about twenty nobles clad in opulent attire. These individuals were expected to remain in the upper-class deck, yet here they were