Chapter 260 Undercurrent Rising

In the port area of ​​Hefang Island, Gaia rushed home with half a piece of hard bread in her arms. Looking at the guys in blue military uniforms on the street, Gaia’s eyes were full of hatred.

"Bah! These bastards deserve to be fed to sharks! As soon as the governor died, he rushed into the arms of the enemy like a dog, completely ignoring how they slaughtered our relatives!!"

Even though he said that, he shrank his body and walked towards the corner.

No way, ever since his father died at sea with Governor Danielle, he is no longer from the center of the island, he has become a wanted criminal.

He took his mother and sneaked away from the secret passage of a family at home, only to save his life.

His ancestors were the crew members who explored Hefang Island with the Cavendish family. How perfect his life was before, he is now so desolate.

He Fangdao has changed owners, and now he is the mouse that everyone shouts and beats.

It's not that he doesn't want to leave this land of right and wrong, it's just that he doesn't even have the money to buy a boat ticket, and the money to buy bread today was borrowed by a kind woman from a family on the edge of the port area.

Just when he came to the so-called home next to the corner, his body tensed up.

A guy in a gray robe was sitting talking to his mother.

Gaia secretly pulled out the dagger at his waist and put it in his sleeve. He asked tentatively, "Mother, who is this?"

When the gray-robed man turned around, the dagger in Gaia's trembling hand fell to the ground with a clang. "Miss Margaret! You're not dead!"

The man in the gray robe is Margaret, whose stunning appearance is torn apart by the ferocious scars. The former pearl of He Fangdao seems to be covered with a layer of gray sand, but those eyes are as bright as jewels.

Her voice was no longer pleasant, and there was a hint of hoarseness in fatigue.

"Gaia, Uncle Crowe once swore allegiance to my father. Are you willing to be loyal to me now? Will you take back Hefang Island with me?"

Gaia opened his mouth excitedly, but he looked at the worried mother next to him, and slowly closed his mouth.

He said with difficulty: "Miss Margaret, although I am my father's son, I am the least capable of him. I am willing to die for you, but I can do nothing for you."

"No, of course you helped me. As long as you want, or you don't want to avenge your brother and father??"

Margaret took out a black stone, and seeing that stone, Gaia's breathing suddenly became heavy.

He had heard the legend of Cavendish, the legend of why each generation of He Fangdao's governors was so powerful.

"I... I am willing!! I, Gaia Joseph, would like to be loyal to the Cavendish family forever like my parents." Gavin, who was so excited, immediately knelt down on one knee.

"Very good, come with me now, we need to find enough compatriots to leave here before those guys find us."

"Miss Margaret, where are we going? Shouldn't we gather everyone and reoccupy He Fang Island?"

Margaret shook her head, "It's useless, we need to go to the British Isles to solve the source of the whole problem."

Gaia stood up in surprise, "Miss Margaret, you want to assassinate Swan?! This is to seek death!!"

Everyone knows that Governor Swan is the strongest existence in the North Sea now, and it would be too long to assassinate him at this time.

"You don't think that we are the only ones who are dissatisfied with Swan?" Gaia was stunned by Margaret's words.

A hint of hatred appeared in the depths of Margaret's eyes, but it quickly disappeared. "My family died at his hands. Before Swan died, my life does not belong to me now."

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Charles, who was lying on the bed, woke up slowly. The completely different decorations in front of him made him a little unresponsive.

Feeling the slight shaking of the ship, Charles realized that he was on the battleship heading to the British Isles.

"The bigger the ship, the better. There are electrical systems in the crew's rooms." With Charles pulling gently, the light bulb on the top of the cabin lit up.

Charles grabbed Lily who was curled up on the quilt, and walked to the bathroom.

"Morning, Mr. Charles." Lily, who was rarely white today, rubbed her eyes and opened them.

After rubbing its head with his hands, Charles picked up a toothbrush and began to wash it.

Lily was not idle either, she dipped her little paws in some water and stroked the hair on her head.

After the two washed up, they walked towards the ship's mess hall.

Originally, the captain insisted on sending troops over, but Charles refused.

Life on the ship was already boring, if someone had to bring over even meals, it would be a complete pig.

Early today was fried fish with bread and oyster soup. Ignoring the occasional glances from the crew around him, Charles ate with relish.

Not long after, a limping doctor came over, and he yelled towards the kitchen, "Hey! Bring me some wine!"

The chef on board did not dare to neglect, and hurriedly brought over an unopened bottle of rum.

"Drinking in the morning? If you want to live a few more years, I advise you to quit drinking."

"Even those who are not allowed to drink, what's the point of living!" The doctor raised his head and took a big gulp.

Charles didn't persuade him anymore, and continued with his breakfast, thinking about what to do today by the way.

As soon as he got on the boat, he always felt uneasy if he didn't go around every day.

After the doctor hiccupped, he looked at Charles and said, "I have already sent the telegram. Professor Koch said that since there are three identical items for replacement parts, it is not a big problem to fix mine."

"Then congratulations, you finally know what is recorded in your family heirloom, remember to show it to me when the time comes, I am equally curious about the news inside."

The doctor hummed and said again: "Do you really want to go back to that ghost place?"

Charles, who was chewing food, nodded, with a look of impatience on his face.

"Don't go, your kid and mine were also treated all the way, it's not easy to live till now."

Charles shook his head with a chuckle. "Seeing that you care so much about that thing, I thought you would understand my determination."

"How could that be the case? I'm dying! I'm going all out!"

"You are a doctor, how long do you think I can live?" Charles looked at him calmly.

The corner of the doctor's mouth twitched slightly, and finally opened his mouth with great difficulty. "I said before that you won't live to be 40 years old. That's just a rough idea. There are several doctors who are better than me at sea. If you go to them, it may prolong your life."

Seeing the unyielding doctor say such words, Charles was a little moved.

"Thank you, but don't worry about my affairs, I can solve it myself."

"Hmph! Why am I worried about you? You're not my grandson." After speaking, the doctor limped away with the wine bottle in hand.

Just when Charles was about to continue eating food, a low hum came from the battleship below him. Elizabeth's Itza Island has arrived.