Chapter 408: First officer

"The mysterious land sea (
Hearing the pope's so calm language, Charles was silent. He knew that the pope had a high probability of not lying.
Although he still doesn't believe the pope's mouth, he believes in the relic, the marker for signing the contract.
But Charles always felt something was wrong, that kind of weirdness that couldn't be said.
The pope saw what Charles looked like, and immediately knew what he was thinking in his head, with his hands behind him.
"My child, your suspicion is getting worse. If you still doubt me like that, then shouldn't you doubt your doubts about me more than you doubt me?"
Charles was taken aback. "What? Doubt the doubt itself?"
"Yes, yes, there is no evidence, and we also signed an agreement with your relics. What reason do you have to doubt me?"
"And if I remember correctly, there seems to be something terrifying in your mind. What is the difference between you and our Bright God Sect?"
Anna's tentacle flashed through Charles' mind. "Impossible! Anna can't do that."
A smile appeared on the pope's face. "Why do you trust her so much? You know that the Diwa tribe is very good at controlling people's minds. You have such a decisive attitude, can't it be her input to you?"
"What do you know! If it weren't for the help of this tentacle, I would still be crazy."
"Then you are not crazy now, why didn't you take it out? Are your current thoughts really your own thoughts? Or maybe the thoughts that the tentacle gave you?"
A panic flashed in Charles's eyes but he quickly calmed down, "No, you are changing the subject."
"Yes, I am changing the subject, but I am even more concerned about you. Don’t forget how we can be suspicious. We are at least the same species, but the Diwa people who manipulate people’s hearts. Hehe, you can go and inquire about the South China Sea. The story of Arc Island."
Charles took a deep look at him, then turned and walked towards the swaying rope ladder beside him. "You don't have to provoke here, I absolutely trust Anna."
"Then the question comes again, where does this absolute belief come from? Is it from your own thoughts, or from false memories in your mind?"
Charles didn't have time to talk to each other. Now that the handover is over, he should also leave. He grabbed the rope ladder with one hand and quickly slid down.
When Charles returned to Dip's wedding banquet again. The previous buffet wedding banquet is over.
They sat on a big round table chatting with each other and playing cards. The atmosphere is very harmonious.
Char just pulled off the stool and sat down. After Elizabeth glanced at him, she said to him, "You are going to sea again, right?"
Charles felt a little surprised. "Huh? How do you know?"
"Look at your face, I know, and guess? Anyway, you have been with you for so long, it should be almost the same, this kind of time is just right, I will stay here for fear that you will bother me." Elizabeth said, stretched out her hand Patted Charles on the lap.
"Sorry, I always let you come over. When I have time, I will go to Icha Island to find you."
"Forget it, let me find you, I'm afraid you will feel uncomfortable seeing my extra wives."
At this moment, Charles saw that Dip, who was hugging his bride, had already looked over. He knew that this guy's ears were as good as his own, and he had heard the conversation between the two.
In this case, Charles didn't intend to cover up anything. He knocked on the white granite tabletop with his steel prosthesis, and his voice quickly quieted down.
"Everyone, let me give you a temporary notice. Five days later, the Narwhal will go out again. The Pope is unreliable. We must find a way to open the giant door of the sky."
The crew was not too surprised, they were used to this kind of life, and continued to chat after nodding to each other.
As time passed, the crew gradually left the backyard full of flowers, and even Dip left with his bride.
But West was the only one who sat there, staring blankly at the wine glass in front of him, looking at himself twisted and twisted behind the transparent wine glass.
The news of the Governor’s trip did not arouse much attention.
But only one person’s attention was noticed, and that was West’s mother. On the day of sailing, she gently opened the door of her son’s room. After seeing the familiar figure from back, she exhaled and was careful. Close the door.
At this time, the port area of ​​Hope Island, with the departure of the Guangming Sect, the crop trade began again, and the dock was very lively. The cargo ships were moving in and out, and the laborers were carrying boxes of goods with their naked backs, making hard money.
Charles is on the deck of the Narwhal, starting to count the new crew.
The crew members who disappeared during the last voyage have been filled, and the original new crew members have become old crew members, and the cycle continues.
The new sailor on the deck was excited and nervous. They know what their predecessors have gone through~EbookFREE.me~ But in the face of that attractive salary, no one dares to refuse.
Especially since his own governor just issued a new decree, as long as he finds a new living island, then he will not need anything and give this island to all crew members for free.
Whether he died and was thrown into the bottom of the sea by his companions to feed fish, or became a governor and a master, it depends on his luck.
While sitting on the windlass, Charles was shaving his teeth with a black blade while looking at the new crew information in his hands.
Familiar footsteps rang from behind, and he turned his head to look, and West, in a green postman uniform, climbed up the ladder.
At this time, he was standing on one side, and the other crew members of the Narwhal were standing on the other side, and people on both sides looked at each other.
"Ka~!" Black Blade retracted into Charles's prosthesis, "Who are you now?" Charles asked.
West took out a new white bandage from behind and wrapped it around his head. It didn't take long for a new bandage man to appear in front of everyone.
"I'm... the first officer of the Narwhal... bandage..."
Upon hearing this, all the old crew members smiled relievedly.
Charles walked to his first officer and punched him in the chest with his hand, "You scared me, I'm really afraid you won't board the boat, welcome home!"
"I still have... a lot of memories... need more searching... I seem to be immortal, I want to know... what happened in my so much time......"
Charles snapped his fingers, "I'll accompany you to find it! The deck crew pulls out the anchor, the turbine crew fires, and the Narwhal sets sail!!"
"Woo~~!" With a deep whistle sounded, thick black smoke emerged from the chimney, and the Narwhal began to slowly leave the port and sailed into the dark sea again.