The soft light makes up all the organs of this giant bird in the water, including its crest, wings, and beak.
It curled up its body as much as possible, with its chest rising and falling slightly. It seemed as if it was sleeping, and the silent dolphins were slowly spinning in all directions.
This scene was so beautiful that Charles felt like he was dreaming. The dark Earthsea had always been home to only disgusting monsters, and there was absolutely no way such a thing could exist.
The first time he saw it, Charles felt a familiar sense of comfort. Thinking about everything that had happened before, Charles immediately understood.
There is no island at all, everything is 041's dream. Once you stay in its dream for too long, you will become a permanent resident of the dream island and forever turn into a eyeless dolphin. No wonder Aaron said before that he could not get out.
"Since it was all a dream, then..." Charles looked at his hands and found that both the various documents given by Aaron and the injury on his waist had completely disappeared.
"No, the information should still be in my head. As a member of the Foundation, Aaron must be very familiar with all the situations of 041. Since he asked me to bring it out, it must be useful."
Then, Charles recalled what Aaron had said before, "Go to the main island of the Foundation. There is 319 there. He can extract these from your subconscious."
Just as Charles was thinking about what to do next, he discovered that something was wrong with his ship. There was no black smoke coming out of the chimney of the Narwhal, but the ship was heading in the opposite direction of 041.
"Hey, are you moving?" Charles asked around. The rope on the ground was motionless and did not respond at all, as if it was also trapped in 041's dream.
Charles quickly rushed to the bow and saw a rusty chain tied to the bow, with the other end of the chain sinking into the dark sea.
Previously at the Dream Island dock, 041's control weakened, probably because of the chain pulling the ship.
Charles' prosthetic limb instantly turned into a chainsaw and chopped the chain hard. Sparks kept flying and the chain was quickly sawed off.
Something in the water floated up, pulling the chain. It was a fish head. From the golden earrings, Charles recognized him. He was his boatswain, Dipper.
"Are you saving me? You were the one who led the skeleton ship here before?" Charles, who was standing on the bow, asked Dipper, who had completely transformed into a deep diver.
Like a lizard, Dipper's eyelids blinked rapidly from both sides, "Captain, Dipper will never betray you."
After he finished speaking, his body covered with green scales disappeared into the endless dark sea.
With a gloomy face, Charles clenched his fists, turned and walked towards the turbine compartment. It was not safe here and he had to leave first.
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On the sunny Hope Island, Krona, the former second mate of the Narwhal and now the Minister of Finance, slowly opened his eyes.
He gently kissed his wife who had not yet woken up, then picked up the bell on the bedside table and rang it gently.
Soon, the various servants who had been waiting at the door brought in the toiletries. After quickly washing up, he changed out of his pajamas and walked towards the living room.
As soon as I arrived in the living room, the chef who had already prepared quickly brought out a variety of exquisite foods, some of which were specialties of Hope Island.
Krona picked up the fork, poked the apple out of the milk and took a bite, feeling the milky aroma of the milk and the softness of the apple. He nodded approvingly.
"Minister, this is today's newspaper." A maid considerately opened the newspaper for her master to read.
Knona was enjoying his food while reading the morning paper. The headline of the newspaper was always that the respected governor had not returned and the islanders missed him terribly.
Krona skipped this part directly. In fact, he knew that Captain Charles never read the newspaper, but the people in the newspaper were always trembling with fear. They had to do this every day, for fear that the other party would find any fault.
After all, Dipper's previous actions scared everyone. He accurately picked out some guys with rebellious intentions, pierced them with steel spears as thick as bowls, and hung them on the dock covered in blood.
And in this case, those guys did not die, and their wailing became the nightmare of many people.
The captain proved with thunderous means that he was the real owner of the island.
Many people said that this behavior was barbaric and inhumane, which only pirates could do. However, until the day Charles set sail, no one dared to stand up and say these words.
Behind the flattering words is some other useful information.
When he saw that the Ministry of Agriculture had discovered another edible plant on Hope Island, Knona couldn't help but feel more happy. With every additional food, Hope Island would accumulate more wealth.
You know, so many merchant ships went through so much trouble to come to such a remote corner just for these foods that were illuminated by the light of the God of Light.
"It's really an island blessed by the God of Light." Krona continued to enjoy his breakfast.
Just when he had finished two-thirds of his meal, he saw his butler approaching him. "Mr. Krona, Mr. Peter is back. He is in your study now."
Krona wiped his mouth gently with a napkin and walked towards the door next to him.
The shiny leather shoes made a crisp sound as they stepped on the spotless floor.
He walked along the bright and spacious corridor and came to his study, where he saw a young man with the same red hair as himself.
He sat sideways on the stool, constantly putting sugar cubes into the coffee cup in front of him.
"Hold on. Do you want coffee or sugar water? How was the voyage?" Krona sat down on the sofa in front of him and poured himself a cup.
"We are very popular in the North Sea now. Who would want to cause trouble for Hope Island? Oh, by the way, it seems that two creatures crawled out of the water during the journey, but they were immediately discovered and dealt with by the battle captain. Three sailors died."
"Well, now that you've been the first mate this time, you've got enough sailing experience. Next time, you can be the captain on your own and run other safe routes."
"Brother, I understand. In a few years, I will be able to be a captain. By then, all the transportation lines of Hope Island will belong to our Rothschild family."
"Bang!" Krona slammed the table, looking at the young man in front of him with angry eyes. "What Rothschild family! We are doing all this for the Governor!"
"That's right, we are all doing this for the Governor, don't be angry." The young man's face changed and he nodded quickly in response.
Krona took a sip of the steaming coffee and said, "Go back and have a good rest. I don't want to hear what I just said again."
The young man nodded, stood up and walked towards the door of the study.
Krona sat there and tasted the sugar slowly. After a while, he picked up a piece of sugar and placed it at the entrance of the mouse hole in the corner.
(End of this chapter)