"Really? How did people in the British Isles do it? Did they also learn from books?" Grace was attracted by the other party's story.
The little giant looked up, as if recalling something. "No, at that time, there was no one, no books, and no one to teach. In fact, the resources of the British Isles were not excellent, and the fresh water on the island had a bitter taste. The story of how we could achieve such an achievement started with the first governor."
Through his narration, Grace seemed to have experienced a century-long epic of an island.
In the Earth Sea, every island that has existed for more than a hundred years has all kinds of thrilling stories.
Grace had never heard of this before and listened with great interest.
Lily next to her didn't want to hear this, she yelled at the bartender to serve her a drink.
This lasted for two hours, and the little giant put down the beer he had been holding. "You know what? I have a student who is just like you. He takes learning as fun. He even achieved the achievement of not leaving the library for a month."
"Really? How is he now?" Grace asked curiously.
The little giant seemed to remember something and paused for a long time before speaking again. However, he did not directly answer Grace's question, but skipped it and continued speaking.
"I have to say, he is really talented. He was admitted to the Gear Machinery University at the age of thirteen. I even wanted him to take over my class, but his dull personality made me hesitate."
There was a special emotion in the little giant's voice, and he suddenly stopped talking and turned the topic to Grace. "I can see that you are very talented, so are you the coppersmith who repairs the ship's machinery on the exploration ship?"
"Uh. No, my position on the ship is weapons."
"What weapon? A crew member operating a deck gun? That position is not called a weapon, it's called a gunner."
"No, the gunner is Lily. Look, that's the golden mouse licking the wine over there. My job is weapons."
After learning the true meaning of the weapon from Grace, the little giant sneered. "As expected of the new overlord of the North Sea, you can make such a crazy decision and easily do what others can't do."
"Actually, I volunteered. This is also to protect everyone." The thin Grace lowered her head and said in a low voice.
"You volunteer now, do you think you will still volunteer in ten years? Remember, don't trust Charles, he is a very selfish person."
"Why are you touching my hair? Get away from me! Don't touch me!" Lily's drunken voice came from the right side of the bar.
When Grace looked up, she saw a black figure standing next to Lily. Lily was so drunk at this time that she couldn't even stand steadily.
Before she could stand up, Planck next to her had already grabbed the empty glass and walked over aggressively. "Friend, keep your hands clean! If you want that hand."
The man said nothing. He silently walked away from Lily, who was waving her limbs around, and left the bar.
Seeing this scene, the little giant patted Grace on the shoulder and said, "It seems that your mouse friend is very drunk. Take her back. This place is indeed not suitable for people of your age. If we have a chance to see each other next time, I will treat you to something else." After that, he also turned around and left the bar.
After the little giant came out of the bar, he walked slowly on the street for another half an hour. Suddenly, he turned a corner and walked into a hotel and came to the room he had booked long ago.
He now looks very excited, howling from time to time, which seems very abnormal.
"It's Him, definitely Him! There's no mistake about that feeling!! He's not dead! He's still alive!"
After the man finished speaking, he pulled hard and ripped off the flesh and facial features on his face. Under the flesh and blood was the face of a cute blond boy. He was the former Pope of the God of Light, Ledger.
Ledger looked very excited and kept pacing in the room. When he thought that the God of Light he believed in was not dead, tears kept streaming down his face.
"Haha, congratulations, but your god has now turned into a mouse. Why don't you just snatch it away and keep it in a cage?"
Hearing the little giant's words, Ledger raised his right hand, and the two-meter-tall little-headed giant flew over quickly and put his neck directly on the opponent's mouth.
The Pope pulled hard and directly tore off the upper body of the little giant.
Under the blood were not human internal organs, but a pair of short and thin calves like those of a baby. Both legs did not look like those of a normal person, one was purely mechanical and the other seemed to have no skin.
The cloth covering the little giant's face split open, revealing a head that was also made of flesh and blood and machinery. This was the former God-chosen one of the revelers, the fallen Governor Swann of the British Isles.
Supported by the baby's body, Swan's head looked particularly large.
"If you dare to say a word blasphemous against the God of Light again, I will make you suffer more than death!!" Such murderous words coming out of the mouth of a ten-year-old boy are always so ridiculous, but coupled with those extremely fanatical eyes, I'm afraid no one can laugh.
Hearing the Pope's threat, Ledger lowered his head slightly, and looked at the floor with two different eyes. "Okay, you have the final say."
"Hmph!!" Pope Ledger swung Swan, who looked like a baby, hard. His body, a mixture of machinery and flesh, was thrown heavily against the wall and then fell heavily to the ground.
As Swan's mechanical eye sockets spun rapidly, some brass pipes on his body spewed white steam, and the gears inside his body spun with a click. Under these abnormal actions, Swan quickly hid the viciousness in his other good eye.
"How's it going? Is the mark in place?"
"It's done. I can now sense the girl's location. Next time Charles goes out to explore, we can follow the mark to find her."
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A few days later, in the captain's cabin of the Narwhal, Charles was looking at the contents of the metal disc, studying the true use of the so-called source. He was not alone, but the first mate Bandage, the second mate Nico, the president of the Explorers Association, and the ship's doctor were watching together.
There is relatively little text information recorded in it, but mostly some large and small circle magic arrays. This kind of magic array is not as strange as the magic array in the West Sea. Instead, it is more like a number of function curves intersecting each other. The length of each line is strictly written next to it, and the angle of each corner is also accurately marked.
(End of this chapter)