"Crunch, crunch." The sound of the blade scraping against the barnacle shells was extremely harsh, but Feierbahah didn't mind at all; in fact, the more he scraped, the more enthusiastic he became.
"Captain Charles, do you want to try? It's pretty satisfying."
Feierbahah handed the bloody turtle in his hand to Charles beside him.
"No need. Did you come over for something?" Charles holstered his revolver. He'd seen this guy at the dock before—definitely one of the captains hired by Kede.
"Oh, it's like this. That guy from the Light God Sect told us this mission is to search for the legendary Land of Light."
"What? You suspect he's lying to you?"
"Heh, he really doesn't need to lie like that. Since we've taken the payment, no matter how dangerous it is, we'll finish the job. So just tell us straight—what is our real mission this time?"
Charles felt a bit aggrieved for Kede. He actually told the truth, yet no one believed him.
"Is that what the other captains think too?"
