Chapter 511 Softening

Just as Aliya was about to continue speaking, Charles heard footsteps at the door.

Turning around, I saw the bandaged mother walking over with a basket on her shoulders.

"Governor, are you also here to see West?" Elena smiled and nodded at Charles.

"I made your son like this, don't you hate me?" Charles was surprised by her attitude.

The old Elena shook her head, "Don't be surprised, I did complain about you at the beginning, but now, I think this kind of life is actually very good, although West doesn't know me anymore, but he No more adventures at sea, and I don't have to worry about my kids not coming back."

"And his condition is much better than before. Now he is willing to chat with me, and he calls me lady. You see, I brought him his favorite food." The smiling Elena finished speaking After that, he walked towards the bandaged ward with the basket on his shoulders.

At the same time, Aliya also walked towards the exit of the nursing home, "Sorry, Governor, I should be on duty. If you find a way to cure Di Pu, please let me know as soon as possible."

In an instant, the corridor of the nursing home suddenly became empty, leaving Charles alone.

Thinking of the different attitudes of the two just now, Charles once again thought about the issue of the Fortan Church, and was a little embarrassed for a while.

He wanted to bring the crew back to their senses, but he didn't want tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of people to die because of this incident. There were already enough dead people in Dihai, and no more people could die.

"Sure enough, it's still like what Anna said, wait for Hope Island's technology to develop before doing it..."

"Maybe...you can use military deterrence to put pressure on the Fortan Cult, without actually doing it?"

Just when Charles was thinking about how to achieve his goal with the least cost, the seawater in the glass in front of him suddenly rolled.

This anomaly frightened Dipper, who was also in the water, to scurry around.

Soon a pair of familiar vertical octopus eyes appeared on the glass again, and the Fortanism came again.

"Charles, we agreed to the previous transaction, and in order to show our goodwill, we can help you heal one first."

Charles, who was about to make a move, immediately stopped when he heard this.

Regardless of whether what this guy said was true or not, his words were definitely full of temptation for himself. As long as I agree, one of my crew members will recover immediately!

"Really? Are you so kind?"

"This is your own condition, why do you doubt it now?"

"Yes, that's right, there is indeed an extreme hatred between us. If I follow my thinking, I really want to take your soul out and torture you by all means."

"But in front of the Almighty, any kind of hatred can be let go. He is unique. He is above everything, including the hatred between us."

Looking at the pair of deformed eyes in front of him, Charles frowned and wondered if the other party had other purposes.

But in the end he decided to agree, regardless of whether this transaction is sugar-coated or not, anyway, the sugar-coating will be eaten first.

"Okay, then how do we trade?" Charles said slowly to the eyes on the glass.

"My people have already passed. They are at the Hope Island pier. As I said before, I will pay the gift first to show my sincerity."

"Let's say it first, the transaction can continue, but we need an additional condition, which is to tell us what the Pope did before and where the God of Light went."

Charles sneered in his heart. These guys still don't want to suffer, and want to get back some information as a bonus.

"No problem, as long as my crew can be rescued, everything will be fine."

With a sound of "wow", the eyeballs in the water instantly dispersed, and the crazy Dipper rushed to the position where the eyeballs were just before, scratching hysterically with sharp claws.

Patting on the glass with his hand, Charles quickly walked to the nursing home, and immediately asked for the Fortan disciples from the pier to be brought over.

He only thinks about one question now, that is, who should he give up the quota for regaining consciousness, and there are more than a dozen of his own crew members.

After thinking about it, Charles finally decided to give up this spot to Bandage, not only because he was the closest to him, but also because he knew the Fortanism very well.

If we really have to deal with the Fortan Cult in the future, it will be much easier with him.

And it would be great if he could find a way to save other people from his mouth.

The red-faced and clamoring bandages were carried to the reception hall of the Governor's Mansion.

"Stop arguing, I'll let you recover later, why are you so annoying when you talk too much."

Hearing this, the bandage's eyes were full of fear. After staying for so long, he also knew something, no matter whether the body was his own or the bandage's.

To cure him meant that the bandages would come back to life, and he himself would die.

"You... what are you doing!! I'm not a bandage! I'm not!!!"

"Gag him up," Charles said annoyed.

A ball of silk stuffed into the bandage's mouth. In his whining, Charles saw the disciples of the Fortan sect coming

Three solid guys wrapped in red robes led seven or eight believers with octopus tattoos on their faces into the living room.

Behind them was a group of guards with guns and relics in their hands, and James also came, and it seemed that he was also very worried about these people.

The believers were all wet, with the familiar smell of sea water, they seemed to have come down from the water.

"Go away the cloak, there is no need to hide, I have seen your deformities."

As soon as Charles finished speaking, the red robe slowly unfurled, and the three ferocious octopuses made the maid next to him scream in fright.

"Governor Charles, long time no see, do you still know me? I invited you to help me find the Holy Lord's relic before." The leading octopus head said to Charles.

"Stop talking nonsense, let's do it, this is the man." Charles pointed to the increasingly fierce bandage struggling next to him.

The octopus head saw that Charles had no desire to communicate, and did not waste his saliva, and ordered the believer with the octopus tattoo on his face to start cleaning up the venue and preparing for the ceremony.

Soon, tables, stools and even carpets were cleared out.

Under everyone's watchful eyes, they took out their golden daggers, quickly dismembered a male believer, and then used the bones, viscera and flesh to make a picture on the ground. The whole air was filled with a strong smell of blood.

Except for the person brought by the octopus head, everyone frowned in unison.

Not long after, a twisted magic circle made of human body appeared on the ground.

Two Fortan believers walked to the side of the bandage, took over from the soldier, and placed him in the center of the circle.

One by one black candles began to surround the magic circle and began to light. The candle's flame was strange, and the fire was also black.

Just when Charles thought the bandage was about to return to normal, an octopus head checked the bandage carefully and said to Charles: "My lord, our time is precious, please don't waste everyone's time, this person has no receive any influence from the Mighty One."