After everyone had eaten and rested, they set off once again toward the next location in search of Pure Gold.
But just as they were preparing to cross the river with high spirits, they suddenly hit a roadblock.
To reach their destination, they had to cross the river of stomach acid before them.
The digestive fluids of the fish were terrifyingly potent, strong enough to corrode even steel, let alone re flesh.
Everyone turned toward their pillar of support, Arima, knowing he would surely have a way across.
He didn't disappoint. With a clap of his hands against the ground, a sturdy wooden bridge extended from the shore, stretching across the river to the other side.
By now, Olga had witnessed so many miracles that watching this bridge grow past her side and reach the far bank no longer even stirred her heart.
But as soon as Arima and the others reached the opposite side, their path was blocked by a herd of dinosaurs.
Without a word, Tsunade stepped forward and slamd her fist into the ground. The resulting tremor was so great that the dinosaurs panicked and scattered in all directions.
Olga's eyes sparkled as she looked at Tsunade, brimming with envy at her overwhelming strength.
The group was about to continue toward the final destination, the Alchemi Palace, when Arima suddenly stopped and turned his gaze toward a distant dinosaur nest.
Just as everyone wondered what he had noticed, Arima said, "There's a man over there!"
Olga's voice rose with excitent. "What kind of man?"
Opening his Byakugan, Arima examined carefully before replying, "A fat adult man, wearing a shoddy dinosaur costu, disguising himself as a baby dinosaur… looks like he's living there sohow!"
Olga's expression turned complicated, torn between confusion and worry.
At this mont, Mito suggested, "Let's go take a look. He probably knows quite a bit about what's been happening outside."
Led by Arima, the group quickly approached the dinosaur nest.
The mother dinosaur had already sensed the presence of powerful enemies.
Terrified earlier, she had fled in panic. Now, upon seeing them again, she imdiately gathered her young and bolted from the area.
The man, watching his long-term food source flee, stood frozen in despair, until he spotted Arima and the others.
And then, tears welled up in his eyes as he saw his daughter, Olga, whom he had lost nearly two hundred years ago.
Olga too noticed the excitent in his gaze.
Though the years had changed him beyond recognition, turning the once spirited man into soone slovenly, obese, and disheveled, she could still faintly recognize her father.
For a mont, she almost threw herself into his arms.
But the mory of her mother's death, slain rcilessly by greedy pirates drawn to the Pure Gold her father had created, sent a surge of anger through her heart.
Tears streaming down his face, the man stretched out his arms and called, "Olga, my daughter!"
But Olga clenched her teeth and spat back, "You bastard of a father, how did you beco such a filthy, bloated ss?"
The others were bewildered by the strange father-daughter reunion. The man clearly loved his daughter deeply, yet Olga's hostility was just as obvious.
Was there so misunderstanding here?
Arima decided to diate. He approached the man and introduced himself.
"Hello, my na is Arima. These are my family. We t Olga by chance on the island across the way. I never imagined she would be your daughter."
The man wiped his tears, his expression steadying. "I am Myskina Acier, a scientist. And yes, that girl is my daughter, Myskina Olga. Thank you for bringing her back to !"
Olga's voice trembled with fury. "So you're still alive! I thought you'd long since gone to heaven to see Mother!"
Arima frowned and asked, "Acier, why does your daughter resent you so much?"
Acier sighed.
"Olga was born with an incurable disease. To save her life, I sacrificed everything and refined Pure Gold, which kept her alive.
But word of Pure Gold spread, and greedy pirates ca to steal it. Her mother was killed by them. Olga blas for creating sothing so cursed.
She even tried to throw away the Pure Gold ring, but its aura attracted this creature. And then… all of Alchemi was swallowed into its stomach."
As Acier spoke, the truth finally beca clear, not only to the group, but also to Olga, who had never known the full story.
Looking at the ring on her hand, Olga's face grew sorrowful. She didn't know what to say to the father she had always thought of as a monster.
Arima asked, "So what exactly was Olga's illness?"
Acier answered helplessly, "South Blue Emperor Fever."
Arima beckoned Olga over.
She didn't resist, walking obediently to his side. Her deanor toward her father remained cold, as if two centuries of habit still weighed on her heart.
Using his dical ninjutsu, Arima carefully examined her body.
Only after finishing did he breathe a sigh of relief. "This disease isn't hard for to treat. And perhaps, by now, there are even cures for it in the outside world."
Acier's eyes widened in joy. "Truly? Do you need anything from ?"
Arima shook his head. "Once I extract the pathogens from her body, the illness will be gone."
Olga quickly added, "He's a monster, he can do all kinds of miraculous things!"
Acier, hearing that, asked no further. All he wanted was for his daughter to be cured.
Arima summoned Tsunade and Nono to assist him.
Ordinary dical-nin could only use the Fine Illness Extraction Technique to draw toxins from the body.
But Arima had improved the jutsu, still calling it by its old na. Now, he intended to use it to remove the pathogens inside Olga.
What would have been an almost impossible task, even for Tsunade, was nothing more than a simple procedure for Arima.
Within an hour, with the three of them working together, all the pathogens had been extracted from Olga's body.
She slipped the ring from her finger and ran around energetically. The chest tightness and dizziness she had suffered for so long were completely gone. Her illness was cured.
Delighted, she exclaid, "I'm really healed! Heeheehee… I'll never have to wear this stupid ring again!"
She was about to throw it away when she hesitated. After a mont's thought, she walked up to Arima, placed the ring solemnly in his hand, and said, "It's yours now. I don't need it anymore."
But Arima returned the ring to her hand with a smile. "Curing you was nothing. Olga, cherish this ring, it carries your parents' deep love for you."
Olga slipped it back on, giggling sweetly. "Just kidding! As if I'd give away such a treasure. Heeheehee…"
Her awkward act made Arima laugh aloud.
Seeing his daughter full of life, even without the ring, Acier knew her illness had truly been cured.
Sohow, he felt he could trust this young man, trust that his daughter was in safe hands.
With heartfelt gratitude, Acier said to Arima, "Thank you for saving Olga! I still have a piece of Pure Gold. To repay the kindness you've shown my daughter and , I wish to give it to you!"
Arima raised an eyebrow. "Aren't you afraid we're deceiving you?"
Acier chuckled awkwardly. "At first I was a little. But sohow, I just wanted to believe in you. And when I saw my daughter healthy again, I knew I hadn't trusted the wrong person."
Tsunade proudly declared, "Of course! Arima has incredible charisma!"
In Natsuka's arms, little Yuna waved her tiny hands and babbled happily, as if agreeing with her mother's words.
Everyone was amused by her adorable antics.
Arima grinned. "Then I'll accept it. I truly do want so Pure Gold to bring back to my family. We co from a very distant place, and Pure Gold is of great importance to us."
Acier waved off the explanation. "No need. I only ever created Pure Gold to prolong Olga's life. Now that she's cured, I have no need for it. Co, I'll show you where it is."
And so, the group followed Acier toward their final destination, the Alchemi Palace.
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