Mysteries of the Earthsea

　　 Margaret walked out of the bar without stopping, she walked straight to Sodom, who was parked next to her.

　　 As a young girl, she came here as a captivity four years ago. The reality is so wonderful. If it were before, she would never have thought that she would still have a day to cooperate with these evil pirates.

　　 "How's the handling of our island?" 134, wearing a sky blue skirt, knelt down beside the wooden yellow table, pouring tea to the pink plush bear intently. She was holding a tea party with her toy.

　　 glanced at the bloated fat man in the corner who was eating something special, Margaret walked to 134, "It's almost cleared up, your guys had better take care of it. They have already caused several robberies and rapes."

　　134 laughs as cute as a six-year-old girl, but the hideous teeth of the mouth are exposed, making that cuteness instantly terrifying.

　　 "Hahaha, are they pirates? Isn't it normal to rob and kill people? Just kill them directly."

"I will let people reopen a pier on the east side. You drive Sodom over there. I will send people over all kinds of materials. There is nothing important, so your people had better not leave Sodom. "

　　134 looked very dissatisfied with this decision, and the smile on his face slowly closed, "I think this is good, I don't like to change places, I like lively."

　　 "Your people can't go to the island, they are too troublesome, don't you want the chaotic island to be your back?"

134's eyes were slightly narrowed, and as her eyes turned towards Margaret, a group of gray figures floated out from the doll bear beside him, braving the cold light of the bone flute, which was not suitable for Margaret. On his neck.

　　 "Suddenly I have a better way, that is, I will kill you now, so that the entire Hefang Island will be mine."

　　 Hearing this, the bloated fat man next to him put down the meat in his hand and looked at Marguerite blankly. He began to wriggle under his greasy buttery skin.

　　 Marguerite frowned slightly, and the twisted scars on her face became more and more ferocious. "This is indeed a good way, maybe you can try."

　　 Behind Margaret's, a few transparent figures appeared.

　　 The atmosphere in the room suddenly became a little anxious, but after the little girl with sharp teeth laughed, the tension disappeared.

"Hahaha, how come, I'm just joking, if I was told by the nearby islands that the pirate king of Sodom had occupied the largest island in the North Sea, they would definitely join the navy to attack us, just press Do whatever you say, stop east to stop east."

　　 Margaret saw that her purpose of coming here had been achieved, so she stood up and walked towards the door.

　　 The tea cup in 134's hand was put down, and there was no trace of temperature in the cute red pupils.

　　 "Da~DaDaDa~" The sound of wood hitting the wall suddenly came from the room.

　　134 lifted up and looked over his head, only to see a long strip of green-green, faceless monster with long slender arms hanging diagonally on the wall.

　　 "Don't worry, this naive woman can't be killed, her identity can be used as a shield, anyway, this island will be ours sooner or later."

　　 Margaret, who was walking on the wharf of Hefang Island again, turned to look at the hugely oppressive fortress behind her, and her eyes showed the same look as 134 just now.

　　 "Father, don't worry, Ho Fang Island will always belong to Cavendish. It is absolutely impossible for any outsider to get involved."

　　 On the Narwhal, Charles waited anxiously at the entrance of the medical room. When he took out his pocket watch again to check the time, the ship doctor Linda walked out with a cold face.

　　 "His body is gradually decayed, and the effects of various medicines are not ideal. I tried every means to stop the bleeding barely."

　　 Charles' expression became even more ugly when he heard this, he pushed Lingda away and walked inside.

　　 Just walked in. I saw the bandage lying on the boat, and a rancid smell mixed with medicinal smell came to my face.

　　 It has only been more than ten days, and the bandaged body is almost non-human, his skin is almost empty, lying on the white hospital bed like a black skeleton.

　　 Charles walked to the bed, looked at the lifeless eyes, half-opened and said: "Hold on, we will be there soon, as long as we return to Hope Island, I will immediately find someone to lift the curse on you."

　　 With some dry eyeballs in the bandage, he slowly rolled over, and tremblingly, he picked up the scalpel beside him and handed it to Charles.

　　 "The captain... peeled off the... skin on my back... the... skin on my... back is not bad..."

　　 Charles took away the scalpel in his hand and put it in the box, "What is the name of your sacrifice ceremony? Think about whether there is a way to lift the curse in Fatanism, even if you delay it for a while."

　　 "There is no way... the gods... the curse... must... go to the ground to solve it, but it's too far..."

　　 Seeing the bandage in front of him, Charles felt like a needle in his heart.

　　 He is his first mate, and even someone who silently supports him. Without him, his territory would not be able to operate so well.

　　 But now I can only watch him die in front of him, and can't do anything. This time Charles felt very aggrieved.

　　 "You won't die, try this method, maybe it's useful." Charles took out the black blade and stuffed it in the bandage's hand, then Charles directly dug out the stone hidden in his palm and buried it in the bandage hair.

　　 "It's useless... Captain..." The bandage pressed Charles's hand with his hand.

　　 "Is the **** Futan so stingy?? Without a little sacrifice, I can't make up for it afterwards!" Charles's voice was a little frustrated.

"The Holy Lord is sleeping... What I sacrificed that day was... His obedience... Actually... Sacrifice is a... very dangerous... thing, otherwise... Futan... Religious... The earth is over..."

　　 "What's the name of that slave?" Charles tried to find a clue to the solution~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The bandage shook his head slowly. His eyes crossed Charles' shoulders and looked at the oil lamp hanging from the ceiling swaying with the waves.

　　 Charles suddenly saw that his gaunt face with bandages improved a lot, and his eyes suddenly became brighter.

　　 "Do you know? Captain, I actually think I am not a surface person. But I am willing to go with you."

　　 "I am a person who has no past, but on this ship, no matter who I did before, my identity has never changed. I am the first mate bandage of the Narwhal. I like this identity."

　　 The bandage voice stopped for the first time, but after he said this, there was no more movement.

　　 Looking at the bandage on the bed, Charles felt a chill in his back at the moment. This abnormal situation made him feel a trace of fear.

　　 "Linda! Lingda!!! Come in!!!"

　　 Charles was driven out of the medical room by the ship doctor who rushed in. This time he waited for a long time. After 4 hours, Linda walked out with a trace of fatigue on his face.

　　 "He is a few days away. Are you going to give him a sea burial or bring him back to Hope Island for burial? If you want a burial, I will go to the chef for some salt to marinate the corpse."

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