"Don't worry, I won't persuade you to give up like your parents. Can you tell me the story of the guy named Charles? How did you meet?"

Margaret didn't want to say anything, but she couldn't help it after holding it in a long time. When she opened the conversation, she couldn't stop it and said everything she knew with Charles.

The girl's face followed her and was sometimes happy and sometimes sad, and she didn't notice the coldness in Anna's black pupils next to her.

After a long time, Margaret slowly stopped. She smiled and saw Anna next to her and said, "Sister Anna, thank you for listening. After talking to you so much, I feel much better. By the way, has your disappearing husband not found yet?"

Anna turned to the side with sad face, "He hasn't come back for so long, probably can't find it, alas..."

Seeing Anna's sad appearance, Margaret quickly held her shoulder and said sorry: "I'm sorry, I've touched your sadness."

Anna shook her head and wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, as if she was holding back the pain in her heart and said, "It's okay, I'm used to it."

Under the black skirt, two tentacles with black roots slowly stretched out and rolled towards the girl's white skirt next to her.

"Sister Anna, can I tell my beloved to leave by my side, what is that feeling? Does my heart hurt?"

The tentacles under the wooden chair stopped, and Anna quietly looked at the innocent look of the girl in front of her.

She suddenly looked up at the darkness in front of her. "It's hard to describe... I just feel very uncomfortable. Are you sure you really like him? Or is it just because he saved you?"

The frowning Margaret kept twisting the lace of her skirt with her fair fingers.

"I don't know if I like Mr. Charles, I just want to see him again... I really want to. Sister Anna, you should understand this feeling, right?"

Anna's eyes were filled with a trace of struggle.

Margaret didn't notice this and was still thinking about his own affairs. "As long as I became an adult, my father would give me a big manor and give me other assets. Maybe I could give all of this to Mr. Charles, so he wouldn't have to go on sea adventures."

Anna listened to the girl's suggestion and raised her lips gently, "You can write to him first and ask if he agrees or not. Maybe he will agree and where will he come happily."

Margaret's eyebrows just raised and then hang down immediately. "No...my father won't agree to me contact Mr. Charles again."

"It's okay, you give me the letter and I'll give it to him for you. Mr. Pitt has been feeling unwell recently, and I'm taking care of some of his things for him. Recently, a batch of cargo ships are going to Coral Island."

Margaret's beautiful face was stunned at first, and then she immediately hugged her excitedly. "Sister Anna, you are so nice! I have a lot to say to Mr. Charles, by the way, I want to send him a photo of me now. And there is also..."

Anna's slender arms wrapped around the girl, patted her back gently, and the tentacles under the hem of her skirt retracted.

Charles sat on the anchor on the deck and watched silently as the beacon on the water surface slowly moved backwards.

Although it was still pitch black in front of him, he could already feel the difference in the smell in the air. When he saw a fly stopping on the deck, he knew that the Coral Island was about to arrive.

Suddenly, his broken arm raised and moved, and Richard's voice sounded in his mind. "You said if we go back now, should we buy a carving match?"

"Stop being poor. One arm is missing to reduce our strength a lot. We must find a way to make up for it."

"What else can you do if you break it? The broken hand is still left inside the wall. What? Let's wait for the island to float out before going in to pick it up?"

"Of course not, I mean, use other ways to make up for it."

As soon as the two of them said this, a doctor's scolding sounded from the cabin behind them. It seemed that someone was greedy to steal his wine.

Charles stood up and walked towards the hatch door. He thought of a good solution. The doctor happened to have what he wanted.

"What? Where did my prosthesis come from? Do you want to pretend?"

Charles nodded. "I think you're pretty good at using it."

The doctor spread the iron hand and held it, "It's easy to use, but it's expensive. Can you afford that money?"

“How much do you want?”

"My hand alone is 3 million."

Charles' eyes suddenly opened slightly. He didn't expect that a prosthetic limb would be so expensive. You know, he only bought the Narwhal for only 3.5 million yuan, and such a small thing was a ship.

Richard was thinking about another question, "Wow~ Don't see through this old man, I didn't expect that he would have more money than us! Black doctor!"

"The 3 million echoes are worth the money. This is not an ordinary prosthetic limb. Those guys said that they used some enchantment-level things." The doctor said, pulling down the shell on the iron hand and illuminating the metal gear structures of large and small sizes below.

Each gear is tightly clamped with each other, and as the doctor's palm opens and closes, it rotates quickly or slowly.

Charles keenly noticed that when the gears were rotating, a purple inscription faintly lit up.

"I don't know how those guys did it, but as long as you install it, except that you don't feel it, it's no different from real hands. If you need it, they can add some other things to you."

Charles was moved. If there was this thing, his broken arm would no longer have any impact.

"After you return to Hong Kong, please contact me. If possible, I need to install a pair."

The doctor nodded and said to Charles: "Yes, as long as the money is in place, they are easy to talk to. They usually operate in the West Waters, but I remember they seem to have contact points on Coral Island."

"Try to make them hurry, I'm in a hurry."

"Hurry up? How long do you plan to rest when you go back this time?"

"Not necessarily, it depends on the situation on Kede. If they have come back and exchange information with each other, we will go out to sea as soon as possible."

"If you want to survive, you will stay on the shore for a long time. This time you just lose one arm, you will be lucky. If you are unstable, you should lose your life next time."

At this moment, the cheers of sailors suddenly came from the deck, and Charles followed the doctor to open the door and walked out.
Chapter completed!