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Chapter 39 Everything is Arranged by God

Yarlessto slowly opened his eyes.

The storm around him had long since subsided, and he stared blankly at the azure sky.

"Are you awake?"

Yarlessto heard a familiar voice, it was his father, Al.

He hurriedly climbed up from the canoe, turned his head, and looked at his father.

His father's appearance was extremely disheveled; the onslaught of the storm had aged him considerably. Sun-dried hair stuck together, reeking of seawater, his body had grown even thinner, like an old tree in the woods stripped of its bark.

Immediately, Yarlessto thought of something and quickly looked at the canoe.

The canoe in front of him was battered and barely usable, swaying in the sea water. They had lost all their luggage they brought on board and the berries replenished from the island during that storm.

Yarlessto looked at everything in disbelief, he was left only with the Bone Knife he carried with him.

He gritted his teeth, a crushing despair welled up in his heart.