Mysteries of the Earthsea

　　 The pope seemed to be very angry that Charles had hurt his eyes, and shouted at Charles angrily.

　　 Facing this kind of situation, Charles certainly wouldn't show any good looks, and went back with a strong attitude.

　　 In the end, the two broke up unhappily. This is the first time that the two have become so violent.

　　 Watching the gloomy pope rush out of the room, the doctor pushed the wheelchair to Charles, and unexpectedly said: "He cares about you so?"

　　 The corners of Charles's mouth rose slightly, showing a disdainful smile. "Do you think it is possible? He is probably worried that I will no longer be able to help him explore the island. I can't find a reliable tool like me."

　　 Looking at Charles's eyes wrapped in gauze, the doctor sighed helplessly again. "What about your eyes? Or do you plan to retire and stay on the island?"

　　 "Pretend to be prosthetic eyes, why, can't those guys do it?" Charles's heart hung slightly.

　　 The doctor shook his head. "Can the eyes be the same as the muscles? Their prosthetic eyes are completely inferior to the real eyes. What is the use of those prosthetic eyes that can only see some fuzzy outlines? No matter how good they are, they are not as good as your own."

　　 "You can only see the outline and the lines clearly?" Charles tried to imagine that special world in the dark world, but couldn't imagine what kind of scene it was.

　　 "It's okay, it's better than nothing." For this, Charles seemed very optimistic.

　　 With a creak, Charles heard rapid footsteps, which he knew very well, they belonged to Dip.

　　 "Why are you alone? What about people from their company?" Charles asked in the direction of the voice.

　　 "Captain, I brought all of them here, but the pope drove them away. He said, "He will find a way for your eyes, and he will get your eyes back."

　　 Charles was really surprised by the pope's move. This guy was arguing with himself just now, but in a blink of an eye he started to help himself.

　　 But after thinking about it, it was reasonable that he could not go to sea again, and his interests were also hit.

　　 He said that as long as he finds an exit on the surface, the God of Light will get out of trouble. If you don't help yourself at this critical time, it will only extend the time for God of Light to get out of trouble.

　　 "At last he looks like an ally. I thought this guy just wanted to sit back and enjoy his life. By the way, I just patronized and quarreled with him. I forgot to tell him that I found the map on the surface."

　　 Charles stood up when he finished speaking, and Dip rushed over to help him, but he was gently pushed away.

　　 "Okay, I don't need your help here. Go home. Your Alia should have missed you for a long time."

　　Deep's voice seemed very unexpected. "Mr. Charles, why do you say that? What is my Alia? She is just my former subordinate."

　　 Charles tilted his head to the direction of the voice, "Subordinate? Which subordinate dare to help you escape from prison and help you plan your escape route?"

　　 "Then this only represents her loyalty!"

　　 Charles felt a little helpless in his heart. He pointed his hand to the left, "Go out, I thought I was dull enough, but I didn't expect you to be duller than me."

　　 "Well, I'll go home first, and the captain, the direction of your finger now is not the door but the wall." Deep footsteps quickly left.

　　 Charles put his hand back in embarrassment, and asked the doctor next to him: "Doctor, how is your research on the relics?"

　　 Charles asked for a long time and found no response. After listening quietly for a while, he discovered that the doctor had actually fallen asleep in a wheelchair.

　　 Listening to the long breathing, Charles sighed slightly.

　　 "No matter how you can do it, this old guy is still old."

　　 Charles fumbled for the wall, slowly opened the door, pushed the door and walked out.

　　 No newspaper dared to report the blindness of the governor, and no one dared to discuss it publicly.

　　 But the news spread across the island at an unimaginable speed.

　　 Waiting for West to receive his reward, he happily returned to the basement that belonged to him, and saw his mother greet him with worry in his eyes.

　　 "West, are they true? Is the governor really blind? What about you, are you injured? Take off your clothes and let me check."

West hurriedly pushed his mother's hand away, "Mother, it’s okay, it’s really okay, I’m just a sailor, I’m just a sailor, I’m just washing the deck, tidying up the warehouse, and disembarking my mother’s food and water. What can I do? thing?"

　　 "Really? Don't lie to me."

　　 "Really, except for the captain's eye injury, none of us died on the boat this time, and we returned safely." Wester said decisively, and became more proficient in lying.

　　 Seeing her son say this, Elena breathed a sigh of relief. "That's good, everything is safe. There must be something wrong. By the way, or you quit, I saw that the post office is hiring postmen, and there are more than 3,000 responses in a month."

　　 When he heard the meager income, West showed a trace of disdain. If he were the boy who had been fighting against bags at the dock, he might be very happy, but he is not anymore.

　　As a sailor on an exploratory ship, he has looked down upon this kind of ordinary work.

"Mother, please don't worry about my affairs. I can handle my affairs by myself~www.wuxiaspot.com~ I finally come back. Let's go out for a good meal." He greeted his younger siblings. , Pushing his mother towards the door.

　　Walking on the busy street, West is going to go to the luxury restaurant in the heart of the island that he has visited before, but his mother doesn't think so. She thinks it is too expensive to eat a meal.

　　 In the end, West still fell short of his mother, and came to a low-grade civilian restaurant. Although the various dishes were quite good, they were obviously not as refined as before.

　　 But seeing the family's relish, he didn't say anything anymore.

　　After drinking and eating, they walked towards home. West looked at the smile on his mother's face, and the corners of his mouth slowly rose. "Mother, you look very happy, don't worry, like the restaurant just now, we can afford to come and eat every day."

　　Ilena raised her head slightly to look at her elder son who was a head taller than herself, and said with some emotion: "West, I am not happy to eat delicious food, I am happy that my son has returned home safely."

　　 West looked a little evasive. He heard the meaning of his mother's words, but he didn't want to give up. This is his current highest-paying job.

　　 And to be honest, working with those big men greatly satisfied his vanity. He felt that at this moment, he was no longer a poor boy with nothing, but a teammate of those big men.

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