"I'm sorry, Lord Messenger of God, this is all we have at the moment."
Looking at the long lizard-like monster crawling towards the corpse, Ajino curled up on the ground, not daring to look anymore.
The trumpet-shaped suction cup flipped open, exposing the sharp teeth that dripped milky white slime.
The sharp teeth covered the corpse, and the suction cup began to wriggle continuously. The three-meter-tall corpse was slowly sucked into the monster's ferocious mouth.
But at this moment, the monster seemed to be frightened by something, its reflective skin instantly turned black, and its suction cup suddenly opened, spitting out the corpse again.
The tail with bone spurs was suspended by it, shaking constantly like a rattlesnake, as if protesting to something.
"Giggle, giggle, giggle~" The trembling sound became deeper and deeper, as if the monster had discovered something.
Ajino, who was lying on the ground, turned his head and looked behind him, but found that there was nothing behind him, and there was no one there.
"Bang!" A beam of light flashed by, and the corner in the distance instantly turned charred black.
"Lord God's Messenger?" Ajino had a puzzled look on his face, not knowing what the other party was doing.
"Chuckle, chuckle..." Seeing nothing unusual, the monster slowly lay back and continued to swallow the corpse smeared with salt.
A minute later, the rope connecting the two ships sank slightly again, and Charles appeared with an extremely ugly expression.
He reached inside his clothes and scratched his skin vigorously with his nails.
The itchiness on his body could not compare to the shock in his heart. What did he see just now? What on earth was that thing just now
And Charles also noticed one thing, Ajino called that disgusting thing God's messenger
The gods' messengers look like this, who knows what their gods look like? There are so many strange beliefs in Earthsea.
“No, that thing looks very dangerous.
Don't let that disgusting thing continue to follow us." Charles made the decision immediately.
But a problem lay before him. Should he just cut the rope and walk away without saying a word
Charles, who was half squatting, just stood up and looked towards the turtle-shell boat, and found that at some point another member of the Haik tribe had poked his head out of the turtle shell and was looking around vigilantly.
He saw Charles looking over here, a faint smile appeared on his rough face, and he nodded at Charles.
We cannot act rashly now. If we provoke the other side, there is no guarantee that they will not become desperate and try to snatch the Narwhal's fresh water and fuel.
After Charles simply returned the greeting, he turned and walked towards the captain's room.
Gathering the others together, Charles told them what he had discovered.
"I have dissected them. The Haik people are just bigger in size. They are not very powerful without weapons. Besides, there are five people on the opposite side. I don't think there is any need to worry about anything. Just cut the rope and run away at full speed." The doctor spoke first.
Thinking back to the Heike tribe that Anna had worked with before, Charles shook his head. "Not necessarily. Some of them should have special abilities. We don't know how strong these five people are. And the so-called messenger of God can sense me when I'm invisible, so he should be quite powerful."
The crew members discussed with each other for a while, but in this situation, they didn't come up with any useful solutions.
Charles stood up with determination. He didn't want to wait any longer in such an isolated and helpless sea. He was the captain of the Narwhal and he was responsible for the lives of his crew members.
Just as Charles was about to speak, a right hand wrapped in a yellow bandage was raised.
"Why are you so sure? That thing doesn't look like it's harmless. Once they've eaten all the dead bodies on the ship, they might eat us."
The bandaged man lowered his head with a hint of confusion in his eyes, as if he was thinking about something.
Seeing him like this, Charles was startled. He walked over and patted him on the shoulder. "Did you remember anything?"
There was a trace of confusion in the bandaged eyes. After a long time, he raised his hand, pulled out Charles' black blade, and started carving on the table.
Soon, a hideous monster was carved out, with a dislocated index finger, a trumpet-shaped mouthparts, and a long tail covered with bone spurs. It was the "messenger of God" in the turtle-shell ship.
"Does it... look... like this?"
Charles' pupils shrank slightly. "Why? Have you seen this before? Do you remember what it is?"
Facing Charles' question, Bungee shook his head. "I... don't... know... I've seen it before, a long... long time ago... It... isn't... dangerous,... it shouldn't be."
Looking at the confused first mate, Charles felt very embarrassed. It was really unconvincing for this guy to say that the thing was not dangerous based on his feeling.
"Captain." This time it was the chief engineer who spoke.
"I also think they have no bad intentions. If they really wanted to attack us, they would have done it a long time ago and would not have waited so long."
"Besides, taking action in this situation is not a rational choice at all. If we are forced to burn the ship directly, they will be trapped here and die again."
Under the gaze of all the crew members, Charles lowered his head and gestured with his fingers on the nautical chart in front of him.
The big circle in front of him was the entire Sea of Misty Sea. There were three points in the circle. One was the location of Broken Heart Island, one was the location of 041, and the last one was the location where he encountered the turtle ship.
Judging from the location where they encountered the turtle-shell ship, they should not have come from the open sea on the right, but from the depths of the foggy sea.
Thinking back to the ferocious appearance of the "God's Messenger", a thought flashed through Charles' mind: Could it be that what Elizabeth said was true? Was that thing really the product of a cross between humans and the natives
"That thing was once a human?" Charles felt a strong sense of discomfort at the thought that this speculation was very likely.
Perhaps the Haik people really do have customs that are difficult for people from other islands to accept.
After considering various issues, Charles finally made a decision.
"Everyone cheer up, we continue to pull these guys along, I hope the first mate's feeling is correct, during this time, everyone should carry their weapons with them, in case of any special accidents."
Charles decided to wait and see because of the law-abiding attitude of the Haik tribe. For some reason, when he thought that the disgusting thing might be a human, Charles felt a little relieved. At least part of the monster's body was of the same kind.
As soon as the captain's order was given, the crew immediately knew what to do and quickly returned to their posts.
In a slightly weird atmosphere, the Narwhal continued to pull the turtle ship forward.
Fresh water was still provided every day, and the Haike people did not show any dissatisfaction.
Sometimes they showed a tendency to have a deep conversation with Charles, but Charles simply pretended not to hear them.
(End of this chapter)