Two hours later, the bustling front deck of the Narwhal was now in a mess due to the crew's mess.
Empty wine bottles and plates randomly placed on the messy table
Now some drunk people with alcohol on their faces staggered together and asked the first mate to tattoo a narwhal on various parts of their bodies. Among them were both new crew members and old crew members who had disembarked.
Everyone's Narwhal tattoo is in a different place and looks different. Don't ask why, it's because the Narwhal's first mate was so drunk that he could hardly recognize people.
Everyone was very happy, and they had the right to be happy. After all, there were almost no people in the entire Earthsea who could get close to the gods and return safely.
Faced with the gods of Earthsea, they finally no longer had to flee fearlessly. For the first time, they could fight against the gods without endless fear in their hearts.
"By the way, Captain, what happened back then?" asked the drunk Dipper while lying on the deck.
Hearing this, the other crew members also looked over. They were also very curious about this. Although they escaped, except for the captain, they didn't know the details at all.
Charles tore open the last half-meter-long black lobster in front of him, dipped the blue meat in lemonade and stuffed it into his mouth.
"What's past is past. Try not to think about those things. If you think too much, be careful that thing will notice you."
After hearing Charles' chilling words, the crew members were half sobered up by the fright. The strangeness of the gods was beyond human imagination.
Seeing that the atmosphere was getting a little weird, Charles raised his full glass, smashed it on the table, and then raised it above his head. "Come on, don't think about those things, everyone, cheers."
Seeing the crew in front of him getting lively again, Charles swept his eyes across their faces one by one, and finally he fixed his gaze on his first mate's bandage.
"West, is everything okay at home?" Charles' voice showed a rare hint of tenderness.
The pair of eyes under the white bandages looked at his captain and said, "Yeah, it's okay."
"You don't have to run the boat anymore. Just stay with them. And thank you for your help when I didn't have time to take care of the island's affairs some time ago."
Bandage looked at his captain in surprise. Even though they were friends for life, the other party had never said such words to him.
"You are more suitable for the position of governor than I am. Really, you know how to manage an entire island very well. I even doubt whether you were a governor during the years you lost before."
"This is an advantage. You should make good use of it in the future."
Charles finished speaking and turned his gaze to the next person, James. "Big guy, thank you for accompanying me all those years. To be honest, if it weren't for you, my boat wouldn't have lasted this long."
"Also thank you for your hard work on the island over the years. I know there are a lot of troubles on the island. Without you, Hope Island's logistics would not be so stable."
"Uh" James was a little confused at this time. He even began to wonder in his heart whether the other party had been replaced by something else. The tone of his speech was completely different from that of his extremely paranoid captain.
"Nico, I have someone buy the coral island before we go out to sea this time. You can go back and be your governor."
"Dipper, I have always treated you as my junior. I'm sorry that I haven't found a way to turn the Deep One back into a human. Fortunately, the island has everything you want, and you also have a wife who loves you very much. I believe you can live a good life on the island."
"Ah?" Dipper sat up from the ground. He also felt something was wrong.
"Linda and Audric, you are vampires. The light of Dawn One is a deadly threat to you. If you are not careful, it may be fatal. You should not sail anymore. I suggest you return to Dark Crystal Island. Of course, this is just a suggestion. The choice is yours."
"Planck, although you are just an ordinary person, as the chef of the Narwhal, you are also a great help to us."
Charles spoke to the crew members one by one. As he spoke, everyone put down their glasses and looked at their captain with surprise.
Everyone felt something was wrong. Their captain's words were very unusual, as if he was leaving his last words. It seemed as if something was going to happen next.
"Ding Ding." The hard fingers knocked on the equally hard table, making a crisp metallic collision sound. The sound made them all hold their breath.
"Okay, everyone has almost finished eating. I would like to take this opportunity to announce something to everyone. The Narwhal will be officially disbanded from today on."
"captain!"
"Why!!"
"No! Governor-General!!"
"Mr. Charles, we can help!"
The crew members seemed very excited when they heard this, but as Charles raised his right hand, their voices quickly subsided.
Charles, with a complicated expression, slowly scanned the faces of his crew members.
"You said that you were going out to sea this time to help me. Now that you have helped me, my goal has been accomplished. There is no need for the Narwhal to sail again."
"Wooo~~!!" The Narwhal let out a low whistle as black smoke billowed out of its chimney.
At this time, the careful Bandage noticed something was wrong. Disbanding the Narwhal was nothing, but the other party's tone was obviously not as simple as just disbanding. "No... You want to leave Hope Island? Where are you going?"
Charles smiled and said nothing. He stood up and walked to Bandage, patting his shoulder. "This island is our home. As usual, when the captain is away, the first mate is in charge. Bandage, protect our home for me."
After saying that, without waiting for others' reaction, Charles reached out and grabbed Lily, who looked worried, and walked to the side of Shanshan.
"Goodbye everyone. I am so lucky to meet you in this desperate world. We will never see you again, our family members."
With a flash of white light, Charles' figure instantly disappeared, and when he appeared again, he had arrived in the magnificent bedroom of the Governor's Mansion.
Charles did not move immediately, but felt a little reluctant to leave the place where he had lived for so many years.
After looking at it for a few seconds, Charles opened the bottom drawer of his desk, took something out and put it in his pocket.
Then he stood up, took his left hand bone from Shanshan's arms, and walked towards the other jars nearby.
Eyes, skull scalp, heart, left arm, part of a stomach, ears, and a jar of organ specimens found in the Foundation ruins.
(End of this chapter)