"Crack, Crack, Crack." The sound of the blade rubbing against the barnacle shell was very harsh, but Feuerbach didn't care at all, but instead he became more and more intense as he scraped.

"Captain Charles, do you want to try it? It's so satisfying."

Feuerbach handed the bloody tortoise in his hand to Charles next to him.

"No, is there anything wrong with you running over?" Charles put the revolver in his hand back into the holster. He had seen this guy while at the dock. He was indeed one of the captains hired by Kede.

"Oh, that's the case. The man from the God of Light told us that this time the mission is to find the legendary land of light."

"What's wrong? Do you suspect he's lying to you?"

"Haha, in fact, there is no need for him to deceive others like this. Since we have received the reward, we will complete the task no matter how dangerous it is. You simply tell us what our mission is."

Charles felt a little frustrated. He told the truth, but no one believed him.

"Is this what other captains mean?"

"They didn't say it, but I can see that they all have concerns about this. Since they don't want to ask, I'll come forward to ask for it."

"Why do you have to come if you have any concerns?"

"Of course, this is because that guy gave too much money. After this mission, I even had a few more years of rest." Feuerbach replied with a serious look.

"Our mission this time is to explore two islands, one of which may be the stronghold of the Sodom Pirates, which may be in danger, but don't worry, we are not going to occupy it, we just need to get enough supplies from it and then go to another island. As long as we reach that island, your mission will be completed."

Feuerbach nodded in a clear way, "So that's it. If you say that, I understand. If we really follow the employer's words, we will be completely unsure at all."

Feuerbach said as he threw the shaved turtle into the sea. He played a knife in his hand and put it away, looking at Charles with a hint of curiosity.

"Mr. Charles, I heard that you know Governor Elizabeth, can you introduce me to her? All the young men on my boat are very good at fighting, and there is no problem in participating in the mission to capture the island."

Charles looked at the guy in front of him in confusion. Why did he feel that the previous question was just a cover-up. Is this question his real purpose?

"Elizabeth has gone. If I guess correctly, her island will be occupied," he said.

Hearing this, Feuerbach suddenly sighed and squatted on the deck, "I would have come here early if I had known it. It turns out that there are more opportunities for the islands on the edge."

Charles looked at his ears and found that there was no inclination, "Are you not an explorer of Coral Island?"

"Yes, I was an explorer of Fajie Island, but that island is too old. All the islands that can be explored nearby have been explored. The remaining islands are of very high level. Looking for live islands on those islands is completely suicide, so I went to the Coral Island on the edge of the North Sea to try my luck."

Feuerbach looked very talkative, even though Charles didn't ask, he said it all.

"If you don't have an island to explore, go back to the island to live. It's not a good thing. Why do you have to focus on exploring the island so much?" Charles leaned his elbow and looked at the darkness in the distance and persuaded him.

Feuerbach smiled at Charles, "Then why did Charles become a exploratory ship?"

Charles narrowed his eyes slightly and didn't say anything. If he had been a few years ago, he might have expressed his goal with great enthusiasm, but when he was about to go home, he didn't want to say anything anymore, and no one believed him anyway.

Seeing that Charles did not answer, Feuerbach himself said, "I am the same as your dream. I dream of becoming the governor of an entire island one day. Why can't I do it if others do it? I will definitely succeed. I want those who look down on me to take a good look. I, Feuerbach Claude, will definitely become a good person!"

At the end of the day, Feuerbach clenched his fist with one hand and spoke very firmly.

Looking at him like this, Charles asked, "How many islands have you explored?"

After being asked this, Feuerbach's face showed a hint of embarrassment. "I have only explored one."

Feuerbach immediately changed the subject after feeling a little awkward.

"Mr. Charles, although I met you for the first time, I have heard about you in the Explorer Association. They all say you are a crazy guy, but it doesn't look like you."

"What do they say I am? I don't want my life? Do you have to cherish your life to become an explorer?"

"No, they said, your life is different from theirs, and it feels like you are deliberately going to die. They have never seen any explorer so desperately. By the way, Mr. Charles, there are rumors that you gave the island of Governor Elizabeth? Is it true?"

Charles frowned and glanced at the guy beside him. He always led Elizabeth to what purpose was it?

Charles really had no good feelings for the guy with impure motivation. After a few casual words, Charles turned around and walked towards the cabin.

Feuerbach, smiling, scratched his dark green hair with his hands, stood on the empty deck for a while, raised his arms and waved at Knona, who was at the helm in the cockpit, and turned around and jumped straight into the sea.

As time passed little by little, this fleet slowly entered the unexplored sea area.

Compared to the dozen or so people who were usually alone, this time the momentum was much bigger. There were so many people and the depressing fears on the sea dissipated a lot. Even some new crew members on the boat did not feel a little scared.

But the earth and sea are always ruthless, and soon the slight change of the sea water made the crew who were still joking just now become nervous.

The sea water began to flow regularly in a certain direction, just like something dragged them forward under the ocean.

"Notify other ships and let them quickly leave the sea with the Narwhal. Something is wrong in this sea." Charles, who was in charge of the helm, said to the sailor next to him.

The rhythmic whistle sounded, and soon all the ships began to accelerate with the Narwhal.

Things did not develop to a worse situation. They fled the sea as they wished, as if the incident just now was not at all dangerous.

After Charles carefully identified the chart, he began to impress the steering wheel, intending to try his best to avoid unnecessary trouble.
Chapter completed!