Chapter 512. Another Solution

Chapter 512. Another Solution

"Who am I?"

"You're the captain."

"And who are you?"

"I'm Dipp, your boatswain, Captain. What... what's wrong with you? Why are you asking that kind of question?"

"You better don't speak nonsense and just answer my questions. What's that thing hanging around your neck?"

"Uh... it's a statuette of our Lord."

"Why are you wearing it around your neck?"

"The statue bestows incomparable tranquility upon my heart as long as I'm wearing it."

"You've never believed in any Divinities, so how come you suddenly believe in one? Dipp, get rid of that feeling—it's fake!"

"Captain, I can't get rid of this feeling. Faith feels... truly wonderful. Isn't it great to have a great Divinity protecting you from behind the scenes? We're living in such a crazy world, after all."

"Bullshit! I've seen that entity, and it is not going to protect anyone! Think about it, would you protect the parasites feeding off of your body? And who could say for sure if He's even aware of mankind's existence?!"

"No, Captain. I can feel Him, the great God Fhtagn. He is truly protecting us, and He will keep protecting us as long as we persist in our faith in Him—"

Charles waved his hand, interrupting Dipp, who was sitting in front of him. Then, he stood up and turned to look at Anna next to him. "Come here and give it a try."

Anna raised her chin slightly and sat down in front of Dipp.

"Look into my eyes, young man," Anna said.

Dipp revealed a defiant look and exclaimed, "Don't even think about manipulating my mind, you monster!"

"Oh? Logically speaking, Dioites are Fhtagnists as well. How about it? Shall we talk?"

Charles leaned against the wall with his brows furrowed tightly as he stared at Anna, who was in the middle of attempting to treat Dipp. He had found himself in an extremely terrible situation wherein his crew would either remain mad or become zealots. He just wanted his crew back; why was it so difficult?

Before long, Anna, who had been communicating with Dipp, stood up. "Charles, I can't do anything about this, as his mind wasn't manipulated. There aren't any special memories inserted into his mind, so messing with his memories is going to be useless.

"His fanatical faith in God Fhtagn is more like a mark stuck to his soul. Even if I extract all his memories, transforming him into a fool, he'll still be a fool who believes in God Fhtagn."

"Captain, how long has it been since we were in the trench?" Dipp chimed in, "Can I see my wife?"

"Why didn't you tell me that earlier?"

"One must pay a huge price to use that sacred relic. Don't worry, we'll pay the price for you, but... I have to remind you that this is another great display of sincerity from us.

"It's time for you to give us something. In which direction would we find God Fhtagn?" The voice contained a hint of urgency.

Charles thought for a moment before saying, "North. North of Hope Island; heading 28 degrees."

The octopus eyes in the "meat soup" showed no surprise as they vanished slowly into nothingness. It seemed that the other party already knew the direction in which they would find God Fhtagn.

They had simply asked that question to probe whether Charles truly knew God Fhtagn's specific location or not.

"Great. At least you didn't lie to us with that question. I'll be waiting for your arrival in the Divinity's Land."

Charles and Anna walked out of the cold, damp underground prison. Soon, the two found themselves at the beach, and they stared at the bright "sky" in the distance.

"Should we tell the navy stationed at Annarles Island to come back here?" Anna asked, holding Charles' hand.

"Mmhm, we should tell them to stop developing that island for now. Our top priority is to head over to the Divinity's Land as soon as possible," Charles replied.

"But the Divinity's Land is their territory. I think it's better for us to wait just a bit longer," Anna said.

"It's fine. Even if they absolutely abhor me, they're not going to make a move against me at the moment. The continuous blows that they've suffered have left the Fhtagn Covenant too weak to sustain a large-scale fight.

"Of course, I don't want to start a war right now, and they definitely don't want to start a war, either.

"Still, we have to be ready for war. It'd be great if there's an opportunity to finally annihilate those mad cultists. We have an irreconcilable relationship with them, so keeping them around is like carrying a ticking time bomb."

Anna stretched lazily and leaned gently against Charles. "The island is going to get busy once again. This is a bit annoying. I decided to come here to relax, but I ended up working for you for free."

Charles reached out and stroked Anna's long hair. "Thank you, but able people should do more work."

Just then, Charles' brows furrowed slightly as he stared at the bright horizon.

"Anna, don't you think that the sunlight has dimmed a bit?"

Anna followed Charles' gaze, and she sounded doubtful as she replied, "Really? It's still as dazzling as the first time I saw it. Perhaps your eyes are playing tricks on you?"

Charles rubbed his eyes and looked at the radiant horizon for a bit longer before saying, "Never mind. Let's go back. We're heading to the Eastern Seas, so we have a ton of work to do until then."

Anna stomped on the sand with her red high heels and took to the air. Then, she landed gracefully on Charles' nape, sandwiching the latter's face with her thighs before saying, "Let's go—back home we go."