On the dark sea, the monster's corpses drifted with the flow. Just as it was floating and floating, it was about to fall to the bottom of the sea, a steamship two-thirds larger than the mouse drove past.

A large net with barbs throws it off the deck and covers it easily.

"Boss, look, I caught a big squid! Look! The tentacles can move."

"Squid? Pete, are you blind? Boss, I think this is a starfish!"

"It all spreads out. What's the big octopus? Well, look good. Pete, give it to the kitchen for the chefs to prepare it."

"No problem, boss!"

When Charles woke up again, he felt that his head hurt like a needle pricked. When he loosened his hands, the empty wine bottle fell to the ground and split into pieces.

Charles was too lazy to take a look at the glass fragments all over the floor, so he pushed open the door and walked out.

When the crew of the Mouse saw Charles with a cold expression coming back, they all breathed a sigh of relief, but the captain with this expression felt safe to see.

"Captain, we have returned to the safe route. At the current speed of 15 knots, we will arrive at the port soon." Dipp, who was in charge of the helm, reported to Charles.

"How is the bandage?"

"He healed his wound very quickly and did not have a continuous fever. Although he was still in a coma, he should have been here."

Upon hearing this news, Charles's low mood rose slightly.

"Don't let go of your guard, I'll go see him."

The captain of the entire mouse has a private bedroom, and the eldest mate lives in the crew lounge like everyone else.

When Charles came to the cabin, he saw the bandage slowly opening his eyes, and he walked a few steps over.

"Don't move, lie down, your injuries have not recovered yet." Charles held him, who was struggling to sit up.

"Captain...Anna is a monster...she wants to eat me..."

Hearing this, Charles felt ache in his heart, and a smile on his face reluctantly comforted: "Don't worry, that thing is dead, everything is over."

"Then...that's good..." The bandage slowly lay back with relief.

"Good rest. We're home soon, and you can complete the task."

Skipping his bandage's empty trousers' legs, Charles knew that his sailing career was over. No matter how strong the helm skills were, no one ship would have to have a first mate with only one leg.

"Oh..." Bandage stopped talking.

Charles wanted to comfort him, but he wasn't very good at this. Finally, he patted the bandage on the shoulder and walked out.

There was no trouble in the following voyage, and the mouse returned to the Coral Islands safely.

It seems that the believers of the Ftanic religion have the ability to predict the unknown. Before the mouse entered the port, Charles saw the hook standing there with a large group of believers.

"Captain Charles, have you got the holy relic?"

When he saw the golden statue of Fertan coming out of the wooden box, he was so excited that he couldn't help himself. After dancing, he led his believers to kneel down at the statue.

"Where is my money."

The excited hook quickly stood up and took out a piece of paper from his arms tremblingly.

"This is the original contract, hurry up! Give me the holy relics!"

Charles took the paper, confirmed it correctly and threw the golden statue over.

Seeing the hook with an ecstatic face holding the golden statue and leaving, Charles frowned. "Hey, have you forgotten something?"

The tall and powerful James came forward with a bandage in his arms.

"Sir, I've finished...completed the task..." The weak bandage reported to the hook.

As if he didn't hear the bandage, hook's eyes hit his legs. "What's wrong with your legs?"

"I was eaten by...the monster..."

The hook raised his chin and the two believers behind him walked towards the bandage, trying to bring him back.

"Good job, bandage, next prayer day, you will be lucky enough to be a sacrifice."

"Do... Thank you, Lord Suiji..."

"What? Sacrifice?!" All the crew members of the Mouse showed a terrified expression on their faces.

Charles suddenly raised his hand and stopped the two believers. He stared at the hook and asked, "That's how you Ftans treat your own people?"

Charles didn't want to interfere with these crazy people, but at least he had been through life and death with Bandage. This slow-witted guy is considered half a friend. He can't watch his friend be thrown into the sea to feed fish.

"Captain Charles, being a sacrifice in this religion is a kind of glory."

"Why don't you want this kind of glory yourself? Bandage is my first mate. He can't leave for the time being. He needs to hand over something." Charles gave a look at James, and the big man retreated with the bandage in his arms.

The hook looked a little anxious, as if the statue was more important than anything else. After a deep look at Charles, he hurried back.

"A cripple, if Captain Charles wants it, I'll give it to you."

Seeing them leaving the dock, Dipp was the first to run to the bandage and scream.

"Mr. Master, what are you thinking? He threw you into the sea to feed the fish. You actually thanked him?!"

The bandage was silent.

"Do you know what it means to be sacrificed to God Fotan? Why do you agree?" Charles asked before him.

If the bandage says the nonsense in the teachings of Ftan, Charles plans to send him to a mental hospital for treatment next.

"I...I don't know, I seem...I long to be sacrificed, I forgot a lot of things...I don't remember..." Bandage gave an unexpected answer.

After wandering back and forth for a while, Charles stopped at his feet, looking at the eyes hidden behind the bandage and said, "Stop talking about anything, my new ship needs a first mate. Are you here?"

The bandage was silent for a few seconds, "But I don't have legs..."

"It's just one less, it's not a big problem. You can also take the helm by pressing a chair."

When he saw the bandage nodding, Charles showed a gratified smile on his face.

After recruiting the new chief mate, he looked up at his crew, thought for a while and spoke, "I know if I don't say it, we need an exploration ship, a much larger than the mouse!"

When everyone heard the captain's shout, they were excited. Not to mention the benefits of exploring a living island, just in terms of salary, the cargo ship with the same position and the exploration ship are a world of difference, and they get along nearly three times.

As for the danger of matching huge interests, men who rely on the sea to make a living have never been afraid.

"Captain, are we going to the shipyard now?" Dipp saw his captain shook his head as soon as he asked.

"I'll solve the problem of the ship. You have your own business. James, you are the chief engineer of the new ship. During this period, I'll find a way to recruit large and second-wheel tubes,"

The strong man with a tight body was frightened and shook his head, "No, Captain, I can't...I really-"

"Don't tell me that I can't find it. There is a special professional agent in the port. You just need to go over and choose. This is your task."

Charles didn't listen to James' explanation at all, and said to the young man who was ready to move: "Dip, you are the sailor leader, go and recruit four sailors."

When the boy heard that he had to take care of so many sailors, he was not at all stage frightened, but was very excited.

"I can take care of 5 people now! This is really exciting!"

"Frey, there are so many people, you can't get busy with the kitchen alone, go find a chef."
Chapter completed!