Mysteries of the Earthsea

Just when Alia was about to speak, Charles heard footsteps at the door.

He turned his head and saw that the bandaged mother came over with a basket on her back.

"Master Governor, hello, are you also here to see West?" Ilena nodded at Charles with a smile.

"I made your son like this, don't you hate me?" Charles felt strange to her.

Elderly Jelena shook her head, "Don’t be surprised, I did complain about you at the beginning, but now, I think this kind of life is actually very good. Although West doesn’t recognize me anymore, he I don’t have to go on adventures at sea anymore, and I don’t have to worry about my children not coming back."

"And his condition has improved a lot, now he is willing to chat with me, and call me a lady, I brought him his favorite food." After smiling Elena finished, she carried the basket. Walked towards the bandaged ward.

At the same time, Alia also walked towards the exit of the nursing home, "Sorry, Lord Governor, I should go on duty. If you find a way to cure Deep, please let me know as soon as possible."

In an instant, the corridors of the nursing home suddenly became empty, leaving Charles alone.

Thinking of the different attitudes of the two just now, Charles once again remembered the issue of Fatanism, and felt a little embarrassed for a while.

He wanted the crew to regain their sanity, but he didn't want to die tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of people because of this incident. Enough people died in Dihai, and no more people died.

"Sure enough, as Anna said, wait until Hope Island's technology develops before doing it..."

"Maybe... you can use military deterrence to put pressure on Fatanism without actually doing it?"

Just as Charles was thinking about how to achieve his goal with the least cost, the sea water in the glass in front of him suddenly rolled up.

Dip inside this unusually scared one ran around.

Soon a pair of familiar octopus pupils appeared on the glass again, and Fatanism came again.

"Charles, we agreed with the previous transaction. We can heal your crew, and in order to show our goodwill, we can help you heal one first."

Charles, who was just about to act, stopped when he heard this.

No matter if what this guy said is true or not, his words are absolutely tempting to him. As long as you agree, one of your crew members will be able to recover immediately!

"Really? Are you so kind?"

"This is your own condition, why do you have to doubt it now?"

"Yes, yes, we do have extreme hatred between us. If I follow my thoughts, I really want to take your soul out and carry out endless torture."

"But in front of the Mighty One, any kind of hatred can be put down. He is above everything, including the hatred between us."

Looking at the deformed eyes in front of him, Charles frowned in thought.

In the end, he decided that no matter whether the deal was sugar-coated or not, anyway, the sugar-coating should be eaten by himself.

"Yes, how do we trade?" Charles said slowly to the eyes on the glass.

"My people have passed. They are at the Wharf of Hope Island. As I said before, I will pay the gift first to show my sincerity."

"First say yes, the transaction can continue, but we need an additional condition, which is to tell us what the Pope did before and where the God of Light has gone."

Charles sneered in his heart, still didn't want to suffer, he wanted to find some information to add to it.

"Yes, as long as I can rescue my crew, everything is easy to say."

"After you receive our gift, we will talk about the next thing."

With a "wow", the eyeballs in the water instantly dispersed, and the crazy Dip rushed to the position of the eyeballs just now, scratching hysterically with his paws.

With his hand patted on the glass, Charles quickly walked to the nursing home, and then immediately sent someone to bring the Fatan believers at the dock.

He only considers one question now, and that is, who should he give to this quota for rejuvenation.

After thinking about it, Charles finally decided to give this place to Bandage, not only because he is closest to him, but also because he knows Fatanism very well.

If you can find a way to save other people from his mouth, then you don't need to entangle with Fatanism anymore.

The blushing bandage was carried to the reception hall of the Governor's Mansion.

"Don't make a noise, I'll let you recover later, how can you be so annoying if you talk too much."

Hearing this, the bandaged eyes were full of fear. After staying for so long, he also knew something. It doesn't matter if the body is own or bandaged.

If he is cured, it means that he will die.

"You...what are you doing!! I am not a bandage!!! I am not!!"

"Got his mouth." Charles said boredly.

A ball of silk was stuffed directly into the mouth of the bandage. In his whimper, Charles saw the believers from the Fatan sect.

Three strict fellows wrapped in red robes walked into the living room with seven or eight believers with octopus tattoos on their faces.

Behind them was a group of guards holding guns and relics, and James also came behind him. It seemed that he was very worried about these people.

The bodies of the believers were all wet, with the familiar smell of sea water. They seemed to have come down from the water.

"Go the cloak, there is no need to hide it, I have seen your deformities."

As soon as Charles's voice fell, the red robe slowly dispersed, and the three ferocious octopuses screamed the maid next to him.

"Governor Charles, long time no see, do you still know me? I asked you to go when you helped me find the holy relic of the Holy Lord." The lead octopus said to Charles.

"Stop talking nonsense, let's do it, it's this person." Charles pointed his finger at the bandage that was struggling more and more fiercely beside him.

Seeing that Charles had no willingness to communicate or wasting saliva in his head, Octopus ordered the believer with an octopus tattoo on his face to start cleaning the site. UU Reading www.uukanshu. com prepares the ceremony.

Soon, the table, stool and even the carpet were cleaned out.

Under everyone's gaze, they took out the golden daggers, and after quickly dissecting a male believer, quickly painted on the ground with bones and internal organs and flesh and blood, and the whole air was filled with a strong smell of blood.

Except for the person brought by the octopus' head, everyone frowned.

Before long, a twisted magic circle made of human bodies appeared on the ground.

Two Fatanists walked to the bandage, took over from the soldiers, and put him in the center of the circle.

A single black candle began to surround the circle and began to ignite. The candle's fire was very strange, and the fire was also black.

Just when Charles thought that the bandage was about to return to normal, an octopus checked the bandage with his head and said to Charles: "My lord, our time is precious. Please don’t waste everyone’s time. Receive any impression of the mighty one."