Looking at the tenderness in Charles' eyes, a hint of envy flashed in Margaret's eyes.

"It's almost done, how long do you need to comfort your pet? There are more important things at the moment than doing this." Julio's low voice echoed in the room.

Charles reached out and took Lily off his neck, sent it to Shining his arms, and then looked at him.

"I know that existence, she is Tavel, the master of the banqueting lord. The foundation calls Him 005. Judging from the information they sent, she seems to have no malice towards humans."

"You need to remind me that my power was obtained from the Ancient One, and what I said was not that she was the Pope."

"Pope? He has a chance to escape after being entangled by 005?" Charles asked with confusion.

Julio shook his head vigorously. "No, maybe the ancients are not there, and the feaster will take the pope away, but since He is here, He will never let the feaster do that."

"We are just an exquisite oil painting to Him. She is just slowly appreciating the painting, occasionally adding details in the painting, and personally deducting the people in the painting. This behavior is too rude. This is not His style."

Charles followed Shanshan and looked at Julio in confusion, "How did you know 005 so much? How did you know Him at the beginning? Why did 005 give you strength??"

Faced with Charles' inquiry, Julio showed a hint of irritation on his face, and then he stretched out his index finger with his right hand and pointed to the weird tattoo on Charles' neck. "It has nothing to do with you, just like I didn't ask you, what do you have to do with Fertan."

Hearing this, Charles reached out to touch his neck, and the almost ignored tentacle tattoo.

As if he felt his tone was too rush, Julio's tone eased slightly and said, "From your pet's expression, the ancients are just curious about your pet at most. Since her purpose has been achieved, he is likely to let the Pope go, and the Pope's threat has not disappeared."

Margaret next to him suddenly interrupted and said, "I think it's better to put the Pope's affairs aside first. We already know his purpose and strength. The ancients you mentioned may be a bigger problem."

Julio smiled, mocking Margaret's ignorant sneer, "Men speak, women stop interrupting, you don't know what you are saying. If He really wants to attack us, human beings alone cannot change it! Why should He help us seal the God of Light if He had bad intentions for human beings??"

Before Margaret could refute anything, Charles spoke, "What do you plan to deal with the Pope?"

The pope frowned and said, "Since he has come down, then don't worry. I have my own way. The Church of Light is no longer there, and a single pope is no match for us at all."

"Your business is to continue exploring. As long as you can save the earth and sea, these are all small things."

It seems that there is absolutely no pressure to say this, Julio continued to add.

"You are the strongest explorer, and your every move is watched in the eyes of others. It will be very important for you to stay below to affect your morale."

Charles laughed silently, "Who got this title when the strongest explorer?"

"No matter who raised it, you are now a flag in the eyes of explorers. As long as you are not shaken, there is no reason for others to shake."

After Charles nodded, he looked at Lily returning next to him, "But you are indeed right, I really should go up."

The Pope is already in the sea of ​​the earth, so the surface exploration will no longer be in danger of being sneak attacked, and Lily has returned, and everything has returned to the starting point.

Shanshan next to her didn't think so. She was depressed and said reluctantly: "Mom knows that your decision will be very unhappy."

"I know, but there are some things that have to be done." Charles said, taking Lily from her arms and walking outside the door.

With the help of Shanshan, the crew members who were on vacation quickly gathered at Ancha Island Airport and prepared to board the airship and return to the surface.

When everyone else was ready, Charles's letter had been written. She handed the letter to Shanshan next to her, "Give this to my mother and tell her not to rush to tear it out first, and then tear it out after reading it."

After saying these words, Charles raised his foot and walked towards the airship in the distance. At the beginning, he had just walked for less than two steps, Charles felt a pair of footsteps following him, and the light footsteps were not shining.

"Thank you for everything you have done for the sea of ​​earth. There are some things that only you can do." That was Margaret's voice.

"No need to thank you. I live in the sea and I don't have an island, and I don't have a place to go. I'm just saving myself."

Margaret said: "It's different. You are a noble person. I thought I loved the wrong person before. Now it seems that I did not love the wrong person at the beginning."

"Are you doing things for Anna now?" Charles asked.

Charles stopped at his feet and turned his head to look at the woman in front of him. He reached out and put away the bangs on her face. The shadow of the innocent girl in front of him could be vaguely seen on the scar-segmented face in front of him.

"No, I'm working for the Governor of Hope Island. Hefang Island is being submerged. Saving the Earth Sea is saving Hefang." Margaret said as she took a step back, and the sliding bangs blocked the right eye and most of the scars on her face again.

Charles lowered his head and smiled. He reached out and grabbed her right hand and looked at the metal bracelet in her hand. "The bracelet is good, did Elizabeth give it to you?"

"I bought it, specially customized from the Gant family on Icha Island."

"Does Anna really have no objection to bringing such things to guard against mental control?" Charles knew the use of this thing.

"She rarely comes here and usually stays on Hope Island."

As soon as Margaret finished speaking, Charles suddenly opened his hands and hugged her in his arms.

Charles quickly whispered something in the blushing Margaret's ear.

On the ladder of the airship in the distance, the crew members watched this scene from afar, and Dipp showed a smug smile on his face and stretched his hand with webbed flesh to the others. "Look! I'll understand the captain! I'm willing to accept the loss!"

When bags of cigarettes were photographed in his hands, his face was filled with joy. He did not lack cigarettes, he just simply liked the feeling of winning.

At this moment, a wrinkled hand next to him reached out, "Where are me! I guessed it too."

Dipp turned his head and found Tuba, who was holding a bunch of mice, looking at him with a smile. "What do you want, you don't smoke."

"Why can't I want it? I guessed it right! There is one of my papers too! Give it to me quickly!" Tuba said and pounced on him.
Chapter completed!