Chapter 360 Eyes

On a piece of flat land on Hope Island, the dark-colored sailors stood silently in front of the coffin that was put into the pit.

Both new crew members and old crew members came, and each of them held a white flower in their hands.

Kenona and Frey, who hadn't seen Charles for a long time, came with their heads bowed and mournful faces,

But even if they came together, the scale of the entire funeral was very small, with only about twenty people in total.

When the doctor was alive, he specifically confessed that he didn't like too many irrelevant people at his funeral.

At this time, Feuerbach, who was dressed in a black dress, held a piece of paper in his hand, and read the sacrificial oration with a solemn expression.

"During the period of Mr. Lastor Hermann's aboard, he was always the most responsible. He devoted himself to repairing our spiritual wounds and liberating us from our pain. The completion of these tasks is It is very difficult and burdensome, but our ship doctor can always find a way to do it."

"Mr. Lastor Hermann showed real generosity and kindness under pressure. Perhaps, he showed a deeper kind of tolerance. He had firm convictions and good intentions..."

The black-haired Lily hugged the white flower and curled up in Charles's hand, her eyes were turning red from crying, so that in the end she stuck her little head between her fingers and stopped looking.

Charles listened to the sacrificial rites with a blank face, his mouth tightly pursed, all this happened so fast that he didn't even react at all.

He felt that he knew too little about the crew he had been with day and night.

Slowly, Feuerbach's sacrificial oration was drawing to a close.

"As a companion who has gone through various adventures with him, today, let us express our deep gratitude to such a person who allows us to make such a rich contribution here~"

All the crew members stepped forward silently one by one, threw the flowers in their hands onto the coffin board, and soon it was Charles' turn.

He pushed away Dipper who was trying to help him, and using the transparent tentacles as a guide stick, he strode up to the doctor's coffin, and dropped their own flowers with Lily.

At this time, Lily couldn't collapse anymore, opened her mouth wide and began to cry loudly.

James at the side winked at Dipper, and the two silently took the shovel and began to fill the hole.

"Woo~!!" There was a loud siren from the distant pier, which was the sound of the Narwhal.

The funeral ended in a lightly melancholy atmosphere, the crew dispersed, and Charles returned to the Governor's Palace.

Pushing away the butler who came up to help him, Charles came to his bedroom with ease, sat on the bed without saying a word, and kept stroking Lily's hair with his hands.

Feeling Charles' touch, Lily raised her head and looked down at Charles with tears in her eyes.

"Mr. Charles, do you have to die when you are old?"

Charles responded with some melancholy, "Yeah, that's how we are, people die when they get old."

"Mr. Charles, I'm afraid..."

Just when Charles was about to comfort Lily, there was a knock on the bedroom door. "Governor Charles, the Pope asked you to go, it's about your eyes."

"It's just this time..." Charles, who was depressed, took a deep breath, put Lily on the pillow beside him, and raised his feet to meet her.

Seeing the back of Charles leaving, Lily with red eyes jumped off the bed and came under her own bed.

Next to the brightly colored little house, there are some books.

Lily dragged out the top one, opened it with her little paw, and the information recorded on it appeared in front of the little mouse.

"Name: Mouse.

Distribution areas: sewers, toilets, kitchens, fields, grass, eaves, etc.

Reproduction speed: 40 days to conceive

Common colors: gray, white, black

Lily scratched her leg lightly with her hands, and a lot of the black hair was easily pulled off, revealing the loose skin underneath.

Tears dripped down the hair on her face onto a line of words on the page.

Rat life span: 1-3 years on average, 4-6 years for different subspecies.

"Mr. Charles, I'm really scared..."

In the darkness, Charles followed the footsteps ahead and walked slowly. When he smelled the scent of whale oil candles, he knew he had arrived at the church of the Illuminati.

"Coming?" That was the Pope's voice, and his voice was neither sad nor happy.

"What are you going to do to cure my eyes?"

Charles, who was blind, felt the gazes projected on him from all around. It seemed that there were quite a few people in the church.

"Don't ask, just calm down and feel it."

The next second, Charles felt himself starting to float into the air, and then he was surrounded by something full of warmth.

Carols sung by collective children's voices sounded all around, and the content of the lyrics was about praising the God of Light.

Gradually, Charles felt his body start to get hotter and hotter, and in the end it felt like he was being soaked in boiling water.

"Hey! Are you sure this will work!!?" Charles asked in pain.

The pope didn't answer, his old voice also joined the chorus, the pope's voice seemed to have some kind of magic, blending all the singing into one.

Just when Charles was almost unable to bear it, he suddenly found himself regaining his vision.

Charles found himself standing naked in a desert, with a dazzling ball of light covering the sky and earth hanging above his head. A sun bigger than the sky.

For no reason, Charles felt a tinge of emotion. The huge ball of light above his head was something more important than his life.

But before Charles could say the compliment, the ball of light above his head suddenly emitted an extremely dazzling light, and the extremely bright light enveloped everything in this world.

Everything around him returned quickly, and when Charles came to his senses again, he found himself lying on the cold ground, and the Pope was looking at him solemnly. "How? Can you see it?"

Charles propped himself up on the ground with one hand and stood up straight. He looked around in surprise.

Shaking candles, huge bright wall paintings, and rows of eunuchs singing carols, everything is so normal, but a little different from before. Any color looks more saturated.

Charles strode out of the church and came outside. He was suddenly surprised to find that under the greenhouse, there were some other colors in the wisps of sunlight used to illuminate, some strange colors that humans could not observe.

"That's...ultraviolet?" Charles unexpectedly discovered that these were really his eyes that had been gouged out before, the eyes that broke through the color realm.

Charles excitedly touched his eyes with his hands, but when he touched them, his expression changed slightly.

He turned his head and looked at the pope who was following behind him. "Why is there only one eyeball?"

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