The cool sea breeze blew on Charles' face, quickly extinguishing the irritability and anxiety in his heart.
Charles hoped that what the Pope said was true, but the sea had never given him any hope, and to be honest, he was a little scared.
He hated the fact that he couldn't control things. He wanted to do something to change them, but Charles found that he could do nothing at the moment. He hated the feeling of powerlessness.
"Whoosh!" The Pope in a white robe flew over, stood beside him and looked at the dark sea with him.
"Going to the surface exit is a major event comparable to a holy war. All believers of the Cathedral of Holy Light will come from there."
"Tianshui Island can provide enough fuel and fresh water, but there is a big gap in food materials."
"In this regard, I need your Hope Island to provide help. Of course, the price is absolutely no problem. Our price in the Church of Light will only be higher than everyone else's."
"Okay, got it. I'll ask them to cooperate with you when I get back." In this kind of matter, helping him is also helping himself. Charles can't go against the other party in this regard.
What's more, most of Hope Island's industries are agricultural exports, but the targets have changed.
"Are you sure you can open the door? I feel like this isn't that simple."
The Pope showed a confident expression on his face, "Don't worry. There will be absolutely no problem. We have been preparing for this moment for hundreds of years."
Just as the Pope said this, a hint of yellow slowly emerged from the dark skyline in the distance, and Hope Island was approaching.
Charles suddenly remembered something, and without paying attention to the Pope beside him, he walked straight to the first mate's lounge.
The cabin door was pushed open, and Charles saw Bandage holding a novel and reading it intently.
"Have you made up your mind? We're almost there."
"I haven't thought about it yet... But... I... don't want my mother to be sad..."
Charles was stunned for a moment, then nodded. "No problem, I'll help you with this."
The dock of Hope Island was crowded and bustling with people, a large number of whom were believers of the Church of Light. This time, their great Pope also went with them.
The Pope, dressed in a white robe, slowly walked down from the giant ship with a calm smile on his face.
He looked at the bald heads on the dock and said, "My fellow countrymen! We have successfully found the exit to the Land of Light! The future God of Light will be back soon!!"
Suddenly, the entire dock seemed to be on fire. All the believers of the Church of Light cheered loudly, and some even fainted from excitement.
Apart from these fanatics, the rest are all the administrative staff of Hope Island.
It doesn’t matter whether the Governor cares or not, what matters is the attitude.
The building with the least number of people is the crew's family building.
At a corner of the dock, Elena clutched the corner of her clothes and looked at the steamship approaching with fear.
The chaos around her did not attract her attention. She only cared about her son now, and her face was full of worry in the wrinkles.
Soon, Elena saw some crew members getting off the Governor's ship, and she hurried forward with a worried look on her face.
But as completely unfamiliar crew members came down one by one, she did not see her son.
"Hello, sir. Have you seen my son? His name is West and he is a sailor on the ship." She asked Feuerbach carefully as he got off the ship.
"Ah! West! I know him, of course I know him. You are his mother, right? The boy had a little accident. Go home and wait. He will be back soon."
"What? What accident? Please tell me, what happened to my son?" Elena asked anxiously.
Feuerbach talked about all sorts of things, but there was not a single true word in his speech.
The car started, but this time it did not go directly to the Governor's Palace, but came to the most famous cosmetics store on Hope Island.
Linda, who was sitting in the front seat, opened the door and rushed in with the two men.
The bandage on her face was quickly removed, and the new moss growing on her face was quickly pushed off.
As Linda applied foundation to the bandaged face, the black tattoo on his face was quickly covered.
The next step was the barber shop, where the barber quickly trimmed the head according to the portrait Charles had drawn. The bandaged and messy hair quickly became like West's hairstyle.
The last step was the clothes, and when everything was done, a brand new Vitus appeared in front of them.
"What do you think?" Charles asked Linda, looking at the completely new bandage in front of him.
"They are basically the same in appearance, but Captain, although they are the same person, their personalities and temperaments are very different."
Charles scratched his head, pulled the bandage and walked outside. "I don't care about that anymore. Just say he got hit on the head."
The car sped along the straight street, and soon they arrived at West's house.
Charles was about to push the door open when he found his hand caught by the bandage. "Wait... I seem to have forgotten... something..."
After Bandage had been lying motionless in the car for more than ten minutes, he reached out and opened the door himself. "I figured it out... where I hid..."
Arriving at the door of the basement, Charles was about to knock but was stopped by the bandage again.
He took out a dagger and cut his lower back.
A small black bag fell out. Bandage opened it and found a rusty key inside.
With a "click", the rusty key opened the basement door.
Inside the room, Charles saw West's mother crawling on the ground with tears in her eyes, kneeling down in front of a terrifying statue.
"Please, as long as you can let my son come back, you can take everything from me, as long as you can let my son come back." Her voice was full of humility.
Seeing this familiar scene, Charles seemed to be struck by something in his heart.
"Mother..." the bandage began.
Elena trembled all over, she turned around tremblingly and saw "West" standing between Linda and Charles.
Charles was afraid of revealing the truth, so he stepped forward to explain, "Madam, during this mission, West's head was unfortunately hit by a tuna, so..."
Before he could finish his lies, Irina rushed over, holding onto her seat tightly, tears streaming down her face. "It's good that you're back alive... It's good that you're back alive..."
Bandage slowly raised his hands and gently hugged his mother, who was a head shorter than him. "Mom... I... am back..."
Sorry, I am tired today, I will continue with the next three chapters tomorrow. Thank you to the snake catching weapon military dog king for the 5000 reward!! Touched by artificial light for the 6200, thank you to Dai Gousheng for the 5000 reward, thank you to Chi Yidao for the 3000 reward, thank you very much for your support.
I have more debts. I am so happy. 42+2=44
Chapter 391 is blocked and is being revised.
(End of this chapter)