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Chapter 392 is back

The cold sea breeze blew on Charles' face, quickly extinguishing the irritability and anxiety in his heart.

Charles hoped that what the Pope said was true. But this sea never gave him any hope. To be honest, he was a little scared.

He hated such uncontrollable things, he wanted to do something to change, but Charles found that he could not do anything at the moment, and he hated this feeling of powerlessness.

"Huh~!" The pope in white robe flew over and stood beside him and looked at the dark sea with him.

"Going to the surface exit is a big thing comparable to the jihad, and all believers of the Cathedral of Holy Light will come from there."

"Tianshui Island can provide enough fuel and fresh water, but there is a huge gap in food substances."

"In this regard, I need your Hope Island to help. Of course, the price is absolutely fine. Our Light God Cult will only be higher than everyone."

"Well, I know, I will ask them to cooperate with you when I go back." In such things, helping him is also helping himself. Charles cannot be right with the other party in this regard.

What's more, most of Hope Island Industrial is agricultural exports, but the targets have been changed.

"Are you sure, can you open that door? I always feel that this matter is not that simple."

The Pope's face showed a confident expression, "Don't worry. There is absolutely no problem. For the arrival of this moment, we have been preparing for it hundreds of years ago."

Just as the Pope said, the dark skyline in the distance slowly emerged with a yellow dizzy, hoping that the island was about to arrive.

Charles suddenly remembered something, ignored the pope beside him, and walked straight to the first mate's lounge.

The hatch door was pushed open, and Charles saw Bandage holding a novel and was watching it with concentration.

"Have you made a decision? We're coming."

"I haven't thought about it yet...but...I... don't want my mother to be sad..."

Charles was stunned and nodded immediately. "No problem, I will help you solve this problem."

The pier of Hope Island is crowded with people and is very lively. A large part of them are believers of the God of Light. This time their great pope also went together.

The Pope in white robe walked down from the giant ship with a calm smile on his face.

He looked at the bald heads on the dock and said, "Comrades! We have successfully found the exit of the land of light! The future God of Light is coming back soon!!"

After a shout, the entire dock seemed to have been ignited. All the believers of the God of Light cheered loudly, and some even fainted in excitement.

Apart from these crazy believers, all the remaining administrators are the Hope Island.

The Governor General doesn’t care or not, what’s important is this attitude.

The fewest people are the crew's family building.

In a corner of the dock, Elena grabbed the corner of her clothes and looked at the steamboat on the dock with fear.

Nothing in the chaos around her caught her attention, she only cared about her son now, with wrinkles on her face full of worries.

Soon, Elena saw a crew member coming off the governor's ship, and she hurried forward with a few steps with concern on her face.

But as crew members whom she didn't know were completely unaware of, she did not see her son.

"Hello, sir, have you ever seen my son? His name is West, and he is a sailor on the boat." She asked carefully to Feuerbach who was disembarking.

"Ah! West! I know you, of course I know you, right? You are his mother? There was a little accident with that kid. You go home and wait first, and he will come back soon."

"What? What an accident? Please tell me, how is my son?" Elena asked anxiously.

Feuerbach is just talking nonsense, but there is no truth.

Just in the car not far away, the bandage sitting side by side with Charles was silently watching all this.

The car started, but this time the car did not go directly to the Governor's Mansion, but came to the most famous cosmetics store on Hope Island.

Linda, who was sitting in the front row, opened the car door and rushed in with the two men.

The bandage on the bandage was quickly untied, and the newly grown moss on the face was quickly depressed by her.

As Linda applied foundation to the bandaged face, the black tattoo on his face was quickly covered.

The next step is in the barber shop. The barber quickly trims the person's avatar drawn by Charles. The messy hair quickly moves closer to West's hairstyle.

The final step is clothing, and when everything is done, a brand new Witters appears before them.

"What do you think?" Charles asked Linda as he looked at the bandage that was completely renewed in front of him.

"The appearance is basically the same, but the captain, although they are the same person, the difference in their personalities and temperaments is too big."

Charles scratched his head, pulled the bandage and walked outside. "I can't care about that much, I'll just say that his head was hit later."

The car was running on the straight street, and soon they arrived at the door of West's house.

Charles was about to push open the door, but found that his hand was caught by a bandage. "Wait... I seem to have forgotten... something..."

After staying in the car without moving for more than ten minutes, he personally reached out and opened the car door. "I thought of... where I was hiding..."

When he arrived at the basement door, Charles was about to knock on the door, but was stopped by a bandage again.

He took out a dagger to cut open his back.

A small black bag fell out of it. The bandage reached out and opened it. The bag was filled with rust.

With a "click", the rusty key opened the basement door.

In the room, Charles saw that the mother of West, who was left in tears, was crawling on the ground, and kept kneeling and worshiping at a terrifying statue of the god.

"Please, as long as you can get my son back, you can take everything from me, as long as you can get my son back." Her voice was filled with humility.

Seeing this familiar scene, Charles felt as if he had been hit by something in his heart.

"Mother..." The bandage opened.

Elena shivered all over, she turned around tremblingly and saw "West" standing between Linda and Charles.

Charles was afraid of leaking the stuffing, so he stepped forward to explain, "Madam, during this mission, West's head was unfortunately hit by a swallowed fish, so..."

Before he could finish making up his lies, Irina rushed up immediately, holding her place tightly, and she instantly wades from tears. "It's good to come back alive... It's good to come back alive..."
Chapter completed!
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