After he left, the atmosphere in the hall became lively.
"Doesn't the doctor have any position on Hope Island?" Charles asked Dipper beside him.
Dipper shook his head. "No, the dungeon originally built a hospital and appointed this old man as the dean, but he scolded him out."
Charles showed a hint of understanding on his face. As expected, if you don't rely on others for a living, you can speak with confidence.
"Ship... Captain, do you really want to continue going out to sea? If you want to find something, why don't we hire someone else to go?" The expression on Krona's face was a little reluctant.
Seeing the expressions of some of the crew members, Charles certainly understood something. Compared to the dangerous sea, the safe and comfortable life on the island was obviously more attractive.
"If anyone doesn't want to get on board, you can tell me now. I won't make things difficult for you."
Upon hearing this, two people immediately raised their hands, one of them was the chef Frey, and the other was the second mate Knona.
Facing the gazes from others, the two lowered their heads in shame.
Krona whispered, "Captain, my wish is to become an islander, and my wish has come true. You can say that I am a coward, and I am indeed a coward, but not everyone is as fearless as you are about life and death."
Charles's eyes shot over them. After several seconds, Charles said, "Okay, I told you, as long as you speak up now, you can leave the Narwhal. I hope someone will be needed to guard the island as well."
Chef Frey beside him nodded excitedly. "Captain, don't worry, I will definitely keep an eye on Hope Island when you go out to sea."
Charles turned his head and looked at the others. "Let me reiterate here that I don't know where the end of the next adventure is. I only know that this route is very dangerous, more dangerous than any previous exploration. Are you sure you want to follow?"
"I'll go wherever the captain is. I'm tired of this crappy place." The fearless Dipper was the first to speak out.
"And me! I will help Mr. Charles get home!" Lily, standing on the table, kept wagging her tail.
The bandage next to him didn't say anything, but Charles knew his determination with just one look.
James stood up and was about to leave, his actions showing his attitude. "Captain, the Narwhal needs all the replacement parts. I'll go to the shipyard to place an order now."
Charles waved his hand at him, "It's okay, you guys hand over the things on the island first. Hope Island is our base camp. If there is no chaos later, we can explore with confidence. We are not in a hurry, we will do it steadily."
The crew members looked at each other in confusion. The captain, who was always in a hurry, actually said something like "take your time". What happened in the past three years that made him change so much
"By the way, Bandage, what's going on up there now? Have those lunatics from the Church of Light seen their God?"
Ever since arriving on the island, Charles had a vague question in his mind: the legendary God of Light was hanging above this gap, so why was there no reaction from below
He also met some followers of the Church of Light on his way here, but they didn't seem very excited.
Bandage leaned over. "I don't know much about this... The followers of the Church of Light... didn't deliberately promote the gods above... They... seem to be hiding something..."
What happened? Charles was puzzled by the abnormal reaction of the Church of Light.
Regardless of whether these lunatics have figured out the true details of Dawn-1, they would never react like this.
"How do they get up there now?"
"Use their... upgraded warships... The Church of Light... prohibits... everyone from approaching... the upper divine domain... But our people can still go... We are now... allies..."
"Where are they? I want to go up and take a look." Charles' main goal in returning was to find clues on the surface.
As if she was annoyed by Bandage's slow words, Lily interrupted and explained, "Mr. Charles, their house is on the east side of the island. I'll take you there."
Upon learning that the Governor of Hope Island had arrived, Huon came to greet him with a large group of believers.
"God of Light bless you, Governor Charles, you are still alive."
Charles didn't have time to catch up with him, not to mention that they were not even familiar with each other.
After learning about Charles's purpose of going up, Hu En smiled and nodded. "Of course, if it weren't for the help of the Governor, we really wouldn't have been able to reach the Holy Land of the God of Light so easily."
The floating airship named Ascending Warship was soon ready, and a group of devout believers, led by Hu En, began to chant hymns and bathe their whole bodies.
Looking at their weird look, Charles felt really annoyed. There were not so many rules when he first went up there.
The airship rose rapidly and flew towards the bright gap in the sky.
Seeing Charles leave, the smile on Huen's face slowly faded. He turned and walked into the house, kneeling in front of the statue of the Pope.
"Your Holiness, Charles is back."
"I know he will come back one day. I see a lot in him."
"Is it okay for us to let him go up like this?"
"It's okay. Remember my words, child. Mortals cannot threaten gods. No one can do that."
As soon as he entered the crevice, Charles saw that the surroundings had completely changed. The cliff walls, which were bumpy due to the previous war, were now covered with huge murals, all depicting the contents of the Revelation of the Church of Light.
Passing by the dozens-meter-tall portrait of the God of Light, a thought flashed through Charles' mind, "Isn't there any clue about the so-called 'God of Light' in the ruins above? Why haven't these people recovered yet? Was their God of Light created by someone else?"
As Charles was thinking, the God of Light in the air appeared in front of Charles again.
It was still suspended in the air just as it was three years ago, like a miracle.
But Charles knew that it was not a miracle, and no miracle could be used as an alarm clock for mortals.
After getting off the airship, Charles was about to walk towards the God of Light, but was stopped by some believers in white leather clothes. "Stand back, the God of Light does not allow mortals to blaspheme."
Charles looked at them calmly, "What? Do you really think this thing belongs to you? According to the rules of Earthsea, your God of Light also has half of mine."
"Governor, please be careful with your words!" A man in a golden leather jacket walked out of the crowd.
"My church has been getting along very well with your island over the years. Governor Charles, please respect our Supreme God. If your blasphemy angers Him, then all life in the Earthsea will be destroyed by divine punishment."
Charles completely ignored his words and said directly to him: "I don't care how you worship it, I need to get some clues from it."
Although the man in front of him was covered by a leather jacket, Charles could still hear the pride in his words.
"Governor, since you want to gain certain knowledge, why don't you pray to the omniscient and omnipotent God of Light in person and ask him to tell you?"
Charles' pupils shrank slightly. "Can this thing in the sky communicate?"
(End of this chapter)