Hearing the Pope's calm words, Charles was silent, he knew that there was a high probability that the Pope was not lying.

He still didn't believe in the Pope's mouth, but he believed in the relic, the marker pen for the contract.

But Charles always felt that something was wrong, that weird feeling that couldn't be explained.

When the Pope saw Charles's appearance, he immediately knew what was going on in his head, and he pinned his hands behind his back.

"Child, your suspicions are getting worse and worse, and if you continue to doubt me so much, shouldn't you doubt me more than you doubt me?"

Charles was stunned. "What?doubt, doubt itself??"

"Yes, that's right, there's no evidence, and we also signed an agreement with your relics, what reason do you have to suspect me?"

"And if I'm not mistaken, you seem to have something terrifying hidden in your head, so what's the difference between you and our Cult of the Illuminati?"

Charles's mind flashed through Anna's tentacle. "No way! Anna couldn't do that. ”

The Pope had a smile on his face. "Why do you trust her so much? You must know that the Diwa are very good at controlling people's hearts, and your attitude is so categorical, can't she have typed it in you?"

"You know what! If it weren't for this tentacle helping, I'd still be crazy. ”

"Then why didn't you come up with it now? Is the current thought really your own real thoughts? Or the idea that the tentacles gave you??"

A hint of panic flashed in Charles's eyes, but he quickly calmed down, "No, you're changing the subject." ”

"That's right, I'm changing the subject, but I'm more concerned about you, don't forget how suspicious we are, we are at least the same species, but the Diwa tribe who manipulate people's hearts, hehe, you can go and inquire about the story of the South Sea, Arclight Island. ”

Charles gave him a deep look, then turned and walked towards the swaying rope ladder beside him. "You don't have to stir up trouble here, I absolutely trust Anna. ”

"Then the question arises, where does this absolute belief come from? Does it come from your own thoughts, or does it come from false memories in your head?"

Charles didn't have time to talk nonsense with the other party, now that the handover was over, it was time to leave, he grabbed the rope ladder with one hand and quickly slid down.

By the time Charles returned to Deep's wedding reception. The previous buffet wedding reception has ended.

They sat at a large round table, chatting with each other and playing cards. The atmosphere is very harmonious.

Char had just pulled out a stool and sat down. Elizabeth looked at him and said, "You're going to sea again, aren't you?"

Charles was a little surprised. "How do you know?"

"I know by looking at your face, I still need to guess? Anyway, you've been with you for so long, it should be about the same, this time is just right, I'm afraid you'll bother me if I stay any longer." Elizabeth said, reaching out and patting Charles on the thigh.

"I'm sorry, I've always asked you to come over, and when I have time, I'll go to Icha Island to find you. ”

"Forget it, I'll look for you, I'm afraid you will feel uncomfortable seeing my extra wives. ”

At this time, Charles saw that Deep, who was holding his bride, had already looked over, and 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 hide anything, he tapped his steel prosthetic leg on the white granite tabletop, and his voice quickly fell silent.

"Ladies and gentlemen, one thing is to be notified at short notice, the narwhal will travel again in five days, the Pope is unreliable, we must find a way to open the giant gate of the sky. ”

The crew was not too surprised, they were used to this kind of life, and after nodding to each other, they continued to chat.

As time passed, the crew gradually left the flower-filled backyard, 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, watching his reversed and twisted self behind the transparent wine glass.

The news of the Governor's departure did not attract much attention.

But only one person caught the attention of West's mother, and on the day of the voyage, she gently pushed open the door of her son's room, and after looking at the familiar back, she exhaled and carefully closed the door.

At this time, in the port area of Hope Island, with the departure of the Cult of Light, the crop trade began again, and the wharf was very lively. Cargo ships come in and out, and laborers carry boxes of goods on their bare backs, earning their hard-earned money.

Charles is on the deck of the Narwhal, starting to count the new crew.

The crew members who disappeared from the last voyage have been replaced, and the original new crew members have become old crews, and the cycle repeats.

The new sailors on deck were excited and nervous. They knew what their predecessors had been through, but no one dared to refuse the attractive salary.

Especially since he had just issued a new decree from his own governor, as long as he found a new living island, then he would give the island to all the crew members for free, and divide it equally among all the crews.

Whether you die and be thrown into the bottom of the sea by your companions to feed the fish, or become a governor and become a human being, it depends on your luck.

Just when Charles, who was sitting on the windlass, was shaving his teeth with a black blade while looking at the new crew information in his hand.

Familiar footsteps sounded from behind, and he turned his head to see Vest, dressed in a green postman's uniform, climbing up the ladder.

At this time, he was standing on one side, and the other crew members of the narwhal were on the other, and the two sides looked at each other.

"Click~!" the black blade retracted into Charles's prosthetic, "Who are you now?" Charles asked.

West pulled out a new white bandage from behind him and wrapped it around his head, and it wasn't long before a new bandage man appeared in front of everyone.

"I'm ...... The first mate of the narwhal...... Bandage ......"

Hearing this, all the old crew members had a relieved smile on their faces.

Charles walked up to his first mate and punched him in the chest with his hand, "You scared me, I'm really afraid you won't get on the boat, welcome home!"

"I still have ...... Lots of memories...... Need more to look for...... I seem to be immortal, I want to know...... I have so much time...... What happened ............ the hell within"

Charles snapped his fingers, "I'll look for it with you!" The deck group pulls anchor, the turbine crew fires, and the narwhal sets sail!!"

"Woo~~!" With a low whistle sounding, dark smoke rose from the chimney, and the narwhal began to slowly leave the harbor and sail into the dark sea again.