All the captains no longer communicated with Charles, but silently resisted outsiders with such cold eyes.

Charles, who was confused, walked out of the association by touching the mark on his neck.

He seems to have been passively involved in the struggle between cults. "Suffering Bird, what the hell is this?"

Looking at the lively port in front of him, Charles was a little embarrassed for a moment.

The charts of the Sea of Mists don't seem to be high-value information here, but when it comes to the issue of faith, it's a bit of a problem

"It can be found on the black market, or stolen by Lily's friends, it should only be a minor problem. Charles thought as he walked down the steps of the Explorers Guild.

But soon Charles sensed something was wrong. Everyone in the port area is peeking at themselves.

Whether it's the laborers who move to work, or the police who maintain order next to them. Their hostile gaze was unrestrained.

"Are the people of the whole island all servants of the Giant Bird of Suffering??Is this a bit of a quick news?" Charles, sensing that something was wrong, quickened his pace and ran towards the narwhal.

Just as Charles was about to walk to the dock, a dark shadow rushed out of the dark alley, pulling him into the alley.

Charles flipped his right hand, and the flesh revolver was already against the man's abdomen.

"It is not the dead who sleep forever, and death has its end in a long and strange time. ”

Listening to his hurried words, Charles was about to pull the trigger and immediately stopped, as if it was some kind of street code.

The man with a tattered hood on his head carried Charles through the intricate alleys at a rapid pace, eventually stopping in the cracks of the crowded houses.

He took off his hood, and a bald boy of sixteen or seventeen years old appeared in front of Charles.

He rubbed something on his face with his hand, and soon the octopus tentacle tattoo on his face was displayed in front of Charles.

The boy looked very excited, and he reached out to Charles's neck before shrinking back in fear.

"My lord, I beg you to show me that, just one glance. ”

"Who do you know this?" said Charles, pulling open his collar and revealing the tattoo.

Who knew that when the young man saw the tentacle tattoo, his body twitched violently, and the whites of his eyes turned up, as if he was going to faint in the next second.

Seeing his strange behavior, Charles's brows tightened, and he really couldn't understand what these cultists were thinking.

After more than ten seconds, the man finally came to his senses, and he forced himself to kneel on one knee in front of Charles. "My lord, the believer Gavin is at your disposal!!"

Charles looked at him twice, but didn't explain anything. "Do you have a way to get a chart of the Sea of Mist?"

Since he sees himself as a big man in the Photanism, this identity may be exploited.

"Yes!"

The young man's readily agreed, which surprised Charles.

"My lord, please come with me, it's not safe here. Kevin looked warily at the crack window above the house.

Looking at the tattoo on his face, Charles didn't say anything and followed him on.

The two shuttled through various houses, and finally ended up in front of a single-story hut next to a garbage dump.

Charles bent down and walked into this room with a height of less than one meter and a half, and the space inside was not large, it looked like it was only 8 square meters at most, and it was more like a box when it was called a house.

The same dilapidated furniture as the house was placed around, and in the east corner was a dirty boy of seven or eight years old, holding a tattered black book in his hand.

As soon as he entered the house, Gavin began to busily entertain Charles

The broken biscuits in a paper bag were placed in front of Charles, and there were some dried fish of different sizes next to them.

Looking at this beggar's den, Charles suddenly regretted coming with him, this believer was bad enough on this island.

"You just said you could get a chart of the Sea of Mist??"

"Really, don't worry, my lord, I will definitely be able to get it, I'll go and find it for you!"

After Gavin finished speaking, he whispered a few words in the ear of the boy next to him, and then rushed out in a hurry, without giving Charles a chance to regret it.

The voice next to "Coo~" suddenly came~, which was the sound from the belly of the boy in the corner.

Charles looked at his dirty little face with a dry snot and pushed the small bag of broken biscuits over.

He shook his head, "Big brother said, this thing is dedicated to adults, and I can't eat it." ”

"What if I let you eat it?"

Hearing Charles say this, the boy's face showed joy, and he hurriedly ran over, pinched the biscuit crumbs in the bag with his hand, and kept stuffing them into his mouth.

Charles took the book from the boy's hand and flipped through it, and found that it was full of hymns in praise of God Photan.

"Your brother is a believer in the god Photan, why do you believe in this god?"

"Because the Giant Bird of Affliction has taken away our parents and has not fulfilled our desires, it is false, so we have to believe in something else. ”

"What is the Giant Bird of Suffering?" said Charles, who had heard the name for the second time today.

"Listen to the people in those temples say that as long as they keep torturing their own bodies, the Giant Bird of Suffering will perform miracles and grant any wish of the believers. ”

Charles knew in his heart that he was another cult he had never heard of.

The lamp oil in the house was slowly running out, and seeing that the boy had no intention of filling the lamp oil, it was estimated that there should be no extra lamp oil in this poor house.

Charles, who can see at night, doesn't care about any of this, he wants to know if that guy named Gavin can get his hands on the chart.

As time passed, Charles got a little impatient, just looking for a map, he had a lot of options, and there was no need for a Fertan. ”

But just as Charles was about to walk out, Gavin, whose head was broken and bleeding and bruised, ran in and respectfully handed over the folded chart.

"You're robbing other charts??" Charles asked, looking at the blood on his face.

"It's nothing, it's my honor to be able to help adults!!"

Charles slowly shifted his gaze from his face to the chart.

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