Mysteries of the Earthsea

"Is the former me pretty?"

"Pretty."

　　 "Then do you remember our agreement?" Lily's eyes lit up.

　　 Hearing this, Charles didn't speak. Of course he remembered, but he didn't want to discuss this topic.

　　 Lily who didn't get a response suddenly frowned, "Mr. Charles, don't you always treat me as a kid and trick me."

　　 "No, of course not." Charles's gaze moved away subconsciously.

　　 "That's good!" The smiling Lily shrank in his arms. Suddenly she thought of something and raised her head and said, "If you forget it, it will be troublesome. Or let's make a note."

　　 Just when Charles was about to say something, from the side window, Dipper rolled in, drunk, still holding a glass of wine in his hand.

"Captain! Lily!! You are all here! That's right, I don't need to look for it, let's go! Go to the fat man's house for a drink! Everyone is there!!" Dip with a big tongue rushed over after speaking and took Charles' hand. Go to the balcony.

　　 Lily, who was interrupted suddenly, looked very upset. She stared at Dip angrily, but Quandang did not see the other party.

　　 When Charles followed him to Chef Planck’s home, he found that the old and new crews of Hope Island had basically arrived, even the past chef Frey and Grace were there.

　　 The girl with half of her face torn apart sits quietly, using a straw to quietly **** the coconut juice.

　　 Somehow there was a bonfire on the ground at this time, and the browned sea fish was crackling.

　　 Seeing Charles' arrival, the crew raised the bottle and glass in their hands at the same time, and greeted enthusiastically.

　　 The lively atmosphere infected Charles. He put aside everything in his mind and drank the spirits that James had sent him.

　　 A man in a black leather coat hooked Charles' shoulders passionately, and a **** smell rushed into Charles's nose.

　　 There were only a few vampires on the Narwhal, and Charles, no matter who he was, led him to the table full of food.

　　 Loud laughter, the sound of burning campfires, the sound of wine glasses clashing, and the sound of humans swallowing food filled the entire open space.

　　 The crew are very happy. They haven't been so happy for a long time, including Charles.

　　 This small backyard was noisy until late before finally calming down. Charles woke up in the extinguished bonfire.

　　 After rubbing his dry one eye with his hand, he looked around. At this time, the ground was full of people, and Norden's green centipede's body was the most conspicuous.

　　 Seeing his companion look embarrassed, Charles smiled knowingly, pulled his leg out of Dip's hug, turned and walked towards the Governor's Mansion.

　　 Just when he walked out of this small yard, he saw West already sitting outside with a burnt cigarette in his hand.

　　 Charles grabbed Lily and sat down beside him, "Wait for me?"

　　West shook his head, "The Foundation...what... do..."

　　 "To be honest, I don't know." Charles followed his first officer and looked at the gray wall in front of him.

"This kind of persistence will not last long. The Foundation will soon take action. They are powerful, even stronger than ordinary gods. I really don't know how to defeat them. This is a difficult problem with almost no answer. "

West nodded silently, "Well...they...are too strong...if...if there is something...we need to do it...just .... speak."

　　 Charles patted his shoulder with his hand, "Don't worry, I won't let them completely destroy the earth and sea, so much hardship has come, we can't be planted on it."

　　 "Think of the people who drank with us yesterday. How nice they are. They must not be ruthlessly killed by the Foundation."

　　 ".....sorry.....in this respect...we can't help...what can I do..."

　　 Charles shook his head, "You help me look forward to hope that the island is better than anything else."

　　West thought for a while and slowly said, "Anna...it's a...hidden danger..."

　　 Hearing this, Charles's faint smile faded slowly, "Don't worry, I know it in my heart."

　　 When the other crew members were waking up, Charles stood up and left.

　　 When he first arrived at the Governor's Mansion, he unexpectedly saw Margaret sitting on his sofa with 134, as if waiting for him.

　　 "Why are you here? Something?" Charles asked her.

　　 "Charles, am I important to you now? Properly increasing my reward shouldn't be too much, right?" 134 in a princess dress said with his mouth full of sharp fangs.

　　 "What do you want?" Charles came to them and sat down and asked.

　　 "177! I want 177!" 134 made a special request.

　　 "Tuba? Why?" Charles asked suspiciously.

　　 "You don't have to worry about it, you just have to give him to me, it's no use keeping a madman, isn't it?" 134 pretended not to care at all.

　　 "State your purpose, otherwise I can't give you Tuba."

　　 When Charles said this, 134 suddenly became anxious, "You won't return Tuba to me! Don't blame me for turning around to join the Foundation!"

　　 Charles smiled mockingly, "You will cooperate with the Foundation? Really?"

　　 If you say who hates the Foundation most in the Earth Sea, then the top ones in 134 are estimated to be human relics that have been tortured by the Foundation for 30 years, UU reading www. uukanshu.com She has an unshakable hatred with the Foundation.

　　 134 The snow-white little hands are firmly grasping the skirt, and the teeth are biting tightly, seeming to endure something.

　　 Marguerite held it down with her hand, and explained to Charles: "She just missed Tuba. She thought Tuba would be bullied here, so she took him back."

　　 "She doesn't tell you, but she doesn't want you to think she is naive."

　　 Charles turned his head to look at the corner of the sofa next to him and said: "Go and find Touba." With a "swish", several mice rushed out in an instant.

　　 Not long after, Touba with a scallop shell stuffed in his mouth and an empty wine bottle in his right hand was brought over by a group of mice. He also went there last night.

　　 Seeing 177 and 134 he hadn't seen for a long time, he instantly stood up from the sofa. When he saw that the other party was not damaged, the tension on his face instantly turned into disgust.

　　 As 134 gently raised his hand, Touba floated out of thin air and threw it heavily on the glass coffee table in front of him.

　　 "Ah! My nose!!" Touba woke up in pain, bowed into a shrimp shape.

　　 "Get out! Follow me!!" 134 yelled at him in a very bad tone, then turned and walked towards the door.

　　 Touba, who didn't understand what was going on, stood up from the coffee table. When he was about to ask Charles what was going on, his body instantly floated and flew behind 134.

　　As soon as they left, only Margaret and Charles were left in the room, and they looked at each other.