"Haha, Charles, you don't understand. They are in pain, numbness and fear. Only by accepting the blessing of the God of Light can they get rid of all this."
"Don't forget, I didn't coerce anyone. They all joined voluntarily. Our Church of Light is not like those evil cults that force people to join."
Looking at the statue of the Pope in front of him, Charles tapped his fingers on his cold prosthetic limbs.
"I didn't come to you today to talk about this. I need the British Island to build a submarine to explore the seabed. The island we explored recently sank. If we want to find clues, we must go to the bottom of the sea."
"No, no, no, Swan and I are just partners, just like you and me. There is no such thing as one commanding the other. If you need anything, you can talk to him about it. I, an old man, can't help you."
Charles looked at him suspiciously; he didn't believe that the two were in a partnership.
"By the way, kid, I haven't received the island exploration report yet."
"Didn't I just tell you that the island has sunk, so I'm heading for the underwater equipment."
"Oh... I see... I see. Go ahead and have a safe trip." The Pope's voice was very gentle and kind, as if he had no doubt about Charles at all.
He walked out of the depressing prayer room. Charles originally thought that the Pope had a close relationship with Swan, and it would be better to let him come forward, but now it seems that the Pope has no intention of helping.
When Charles thought of what Swan had done, he instinctively didn't want to have too much contact with this guy.
This guy has an arrogant personality, and he has occupied eleven islands in a row recently. You can imagine what they will say when they meet.
But after thinking for a moment, Charles decided to make contact. Now in the entire sea, the only place that has the ability to build submarines is the British Isles.
Charles' telegram was sent immediately, and the other party replied quickly, and the tone was not as aggressive as expected.
"You can just come to the shipyard by yourself. Why do you have to come to me for such a small matter? Charles, you haven't adapted to your position as the Governor."
"Going to the British Isles..." Charles, sitting on the sofa, looked at the paper in his hand with a serious expression.
"How did things go between him and Julio while I was gone?"
The butler next to him leaned his right hand with a white glove towards his abdomen and arched his body slightly. "The two governors have reached a truce agreement. Governor Julio is not allowed to come to the North Sea again, and Governor Swan is not allowed to expand at will. The time limit is three years."
"Hmm..." After thinking for a while, Charles finally decided to go to the British Isles. The submarine matter was very important, and he was worried if he didn't take over it personally.
He not only needs a submarine, the seabed is full of dangers, he needs a machine that can protect itself in the dark seabed.
As for the security issue, Charles was not too worried. Since Swan had already agreed on a ceasefire agreement with Julio, he would not take action against other governors in the short term.
With the relationship with the Pope, there is no need to worry.
"Go and see if the doctor has gone. If he hasn't, let him go with my ship."
"Governor, they should not have left yet. The passenger ship to the British Isles departs every seven days."
"Then go tell Bandage to get the navy ready. We'll set off as soon as possible."
Charles did not plan to bring too many crew members this time. After all, this was not an exploration mission, but a simple transaction.
Upon hearing that Charles was going to visit other islands, the entire navy took action.
By the third day, they were fully armed and waiting at sea.
At the dock of Hope Island, Charles looked toward the sea. This was the first time he saw the navy of Hope Island head-on, with its neat steamships, shiny gun muzzles, and sky-blue naval uniforms.
The sailors standing on the deck looked much more excited than Charles, their eyes filled with intense heat and excitement.
"What did you tell them? Why are they all so excited?"
Standing on a 200-meter-long warship, Charles asked Feuerbach beside him:
"It's mainly because Hope Island is too remote. The navy has been established for so many years and this is the first time it has been deployed. Of course the boys are excited."
At a glance, Charles saw 20 steamships neatly parked on the sea, and three warships over 200 meters in length.
"That's fine. If we encounter pirates on the road, let them practice their skills so that these guys don't get any exercise."
"Mr. Charles, are we going out to play this time?" Lily, standing on Charles' shoulder, looked curious.
Charles pinched her chubby cheeks and nodded. "We're going to buy something this time and then come back with something. If there are no accidents in the middle, I can take you to have some fun."
Feuerbach nodded. "Captain, you'd better be careful. The British Isles are not peaceful right now. Since Swan's "Lonka" is undergoing repairs, other occupied islands are beginning to make moves."
"It's okay. They rebel and I buy my submarine."
Charles knew his position. He was not on either side. Of course, if Swan's grand empire was about to collapse, he didn't mind pushing it from behind.
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At the dock of the Crown of the World, Anna, wearing a silk miniskirt, walked slowly towards the giant ship at the dock with her legs in red high heels and cat steps.
The masked workers huddled together at the dock watched without blinking an eye.
Feeling the prying eyes cast upon her, Anna couldn't help but feel happy; she liked the feeling of being stared at by her food.
Now, she could just walk by and pick whatever she wanted and take them away, just like eating at a buffet.
Of course, she was just thinking casually, she wasn't that evil.
"Master, all the warships on the island are ready." The former maid walked over and said.
"Get on the boat, let's go." Anna gently reached out toward the sea beside her, and a tentacle rose up, wrapped around Anna's hand and shook it gently.
"Master, those Haik people driving turtle shells and bone ships have already left. They don't seem to want to get involved in this matter."
"Haha, you run really fast. You only know how to order others to take action. You look big, but you are as timid as a rabbit."
At this moment, the strength of the tentacles suddenly increased, trying to drag Anna into the water.
"Shanshan, don't pull, don't pull. Mommy doesn't like to touch sea water."
As several bubbles emerged from the dark water, the force on the tentacles disappeared.
Anna grabbed the fluorescent tentacle, put it to her lips and kissed it lovingly, then pulled it towards the warship next to her.
"What? Shanshan, you went to find your dad, but he didn't want to play with you? He is such a bad dad. Wait for mom to scold him."
(End of this chapter)