The whistle sounded, and a steamship slightly larger than the Narwhal approached.
When Charles saw the white triangle logo on the ship, he knew the identity of the visitor.
Soon, a wooden board was placed between the two boats, and Ke De, with a nervous look on his face, trotted over from the board. "Where's the chart? Have you found it?"
When Charles nodded, Kede's face suddenly showed ecstasy. "Sun God bless you! After so many years, we finally found the land of light! Take it out and show it to me."
Charles looked at the excited old man in front of him without saying a word, and had no intention of taking the nautical chart at all.
"Captain Charles! What are you standing there for? Go get the nautical chart quickly!" Ke De became more and more anxious.
"What qualifications do you have to watch? Gerald was defeated so quickly that night because your people didn't take action. In fact, everything you said was a lie, right? Your purpose is to make the two of us work for you. If you succeed, everyone is happy. If you fail, you won't lose anything anyway. What a calculated plan."
Ke De's expression changed rapidly several times before he sighed helplessly, "I really sent someone there, you have to believe me."
"Am I really an idiot? There just happened to be a vampire in my crew. That day I specifically ordered him to turn into a bat and stay over Sodom until the end of the plan. He never saw the followers of the God of Light come out!"
Charles had a look of contempt on his face at this moment. He had thought that Gerald might change, but he did not expect that he would fight to the death instead. It turned out that it was Codd who kept silent. It was true that one cannot judge a person by his appearance.
"Are you going to give it to me or not?!" The kindness on Ke De's face disappeared, and his expression instantly became ferocious.
"Oh, you want to take action?" Charles raised his finger. Bandage, who was at the helm, saw this and immediately blew the whistle. The entire crew of the Narwhal rushed out with weapons in hand.
The atmosphere immediately became tense. The gunners on the two ships immediately turned their guns to point at opposite sides, and the Sun God believers on the nearby boats also took out their weapons.
"Although I'm still seriously injured, I can still kill you." Charles took off his captain's uniform, and the black blade inserted in his boots appeared in his hand at some point.
Ke De's face changed, and he sighed helplessly, "Of course my followers disguised themselves! If they go out openly, will I stay in Sodom? What do you want in exchange for giving me the sea chart?"
"Simple, you must compensate me to make up for my losses. It was because of you that I almost died in Sodom."
Kede waved his hand behind him, and the muzzle of the gun slowly turned. "What do you want? A relic? An echo? Or a special skill that can improve your strength?"
"Help me kill Sonny."
"Are you crazy? He's one of our church's own! How can you let me help you?"
"Don't talk like that. You said it yourself. You are a Protestant and he is a Primalist. You two are not familiar with each other at all. Moreover, he wanted to ask me to kill you before on Coral Island."
"Okay! I agree! Let me see the nautical chart first!" Ke De's face turned red with excitement.
Charles looked at him with amusement without saying a word. Having been fooled once, he would not be fooled again.
"If you don't show it to me now, how can I know if you are lying to me! Maybe you haven't found the nautical chart at all?" Ke De shouted angrily.
Charles was too lazy to talk nonsense with him and turned to walk towards the cabin. "Bring Songni's head here, otherwise you can't get the chart from me. Of course, you can also rob it. Let's see who is faster, you or I."
Walking into the house, listening to the sound of the waves outside gradually fading away, Charles' mouth curled up slightly, and De tacitly agreed to the transaction.
"Man, this is a great opportunity. We can completely blackmail him for a large sum of money. This deal is a big loss."
Charles shook his head as he listened to the voice in his head. "No, Sonny must die. The next few days are critical to finding the entrance to the surface. If he's alive, he'll ruin our plans sooner or later."
"And" Charles paused and turned to look at the girl who followed him in. "And as long as it's real, funding won't be a problem."
Charles started to take off his clothes. This scene scared Margaret so much that she wanted to go outside. But when she thought of the looks of the sailors outside, she held the bolt with her hand and was in a dilemma.
"Don't just stand there, come and apply the medicine to me."
Hearing this, Margaret moved over tremblingly. When she saw the wound on the broad back, she screamed.
The wounds that were forcibly closed by the metal were oozing blood, and the hideous wounds that were scattered all over the body almost covered the entire body, which was extremely terrifying.
Margaret couldn't imagine how painful it would be to be injured so badly. She felt that any scar from it would cost her life.
"Don't just stand there like an idiot. Wipe the blood first, then apply the medicine along the wound." Charles stuffed a bottle of medicine into the girl's hand.
Normally, this kind of thing is done by a doctor, but don't expect his iron hand to be too gentle. Every time he applies medicine, it's like a torture.
Touching the strong back with her hands, Margaret's face became redder and redder, and her heart beat like a deer.
"Governor He, are you? Why were you captured by pirates?"
The girl's hands trembled slightly. "I read some novels... They said that adventures at sea were interesting and exciting, so I ran away secretly, but it turned out to be all lies..."
"Your previous life was something other people only dreamed of having, and you threw it away."
"Now I know that the world on the sea is too dangerous. This time I just want to go back. I never want to go back to the sea again. There is no good person on the sea! Sir, I am not talking about you, you are a good person."
Charles showed a bitter look on his face. "You are right. There are no good people on the sea. Don't come here again. Keep applying the medicine."
Time passed quickly at sea. It was a month later when Charles and his companions returned to the coral island. By then, Charles' injuries had mostly healed, and he would not bleed if he walked a few times.
The port area of Coral Island was still the same, chaotic and dark. Walking on the muddy and smelly street, Margaret instinctively moved towards him.
The soft carcass leaned towards him, but Charles remained unmoved. Compared with the 5 million echoes, he still felt that the latter was more attractive.
Charles had just settled the girl in a room next to his hotel and had just returned to his own room when he heard a muffled knock on the door.
Standing outside the door was the doctor. His ugly face was unusually devoid of his usual madness and flamboyance. His lips were tightly pursed and he looked a little nervous. In his hand was a cell phone that had run out of battery.
(End of this chapter)