Chapter 760 Sea of ​​Mists

Elizabeth's grandfather lived in a house in the underground Governor's Mansion. In order to facilitate his life, which is more than three meters tall, all the furniture here is specially customized large furniture.

The tall figure was sitting on a four-meter-high sofa, leaning forward to watch a screen that was three times larger than an ordinary TV.

Facing the drama on the screen, he saw that he was so focused that he didn't even notice that Charles and Elizabeth came to them.

"Grandfather, Charles is here to see you." Elizabeth patted the half-meter-wide wrinkled back of her hand.

Hearing this, the white-haired old giant slowly took off the half-rimmed glasses on his face, and looked at the two people beside him.

When he found out that it was his granddaughter, he showed a kind smile on his face covered with age spots, "Ah, my little Liz, you came to see me? What did you just say?"

Elizabeth clasped her hands together like a trumpet, and yelled at the old man: "I said!! Charles is here to see you!! He needs to find you! Where are the new ears I bought for you? Why didn't I see you bring them!!"

"I heard you, please be quiet, I'm not deaf yet!" The old man reached out and groped for the table next to him.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Elizabeth explained to Charles next to him with a hint of helplessness: "He's a little hard on his ears now. I found a way for him to restore his hearing, but he doesn't like to use it very much."

Charles nodded slightly, "That's right. After all these years, your grandfather's body is still so strong. There are not many people who can live in Earthsea for such a long time."

While the two were chatting, Elizabeth's grandfather took out a black bug that looked like a centipede from a jar. Judging from the big blood-red teeth, this thing was very bad.

The old man slowly tilted his head, pinched the bug with trembling hands and stuffed it into his ear hole.

When the centipede quickly crawled into his ear, the old man gasped in pain, and when everything was over, he sat upright and looked at Charles.

"Mr. Charles, please tell me if you need my help. If my bones can help, I will definitely help."

Charles looked at him unexpectedly, "You know I asked you for help?"

The old giant chuckled kindly, "If the governor of Hope Island is fine, he probably won't have time to find an old man who is dying. What do you need from me?"

Hearing what the other party said, Charles directly stated his intentions, "I remember you told me that you went to the island of the gods when you were young, and you also saw the corpse of the god suspended in the air. Do you still remember the original route?"

Hearing what Charles said, the old man was silent for a long time, as if he was thinking about something. "Can you tell me, my lord governor, what do you want to know what these are for?"

For this question, Charles looked at him calmly without answering.

He didn't get any reply, and the old man was not angry. He sighed helplessly and said, "Although I haven't even been out of the house for many years because of my health, I can also sense that some major events have happened outside."

"You want to deal with our gods? I'm afraid this is an act of seeking death. The strength of the gods is far stronger than you imagined."

"Believe me, I know a lot more about your gods than you do. If you want to help me, just tell me what you know." Charles didn't want to explain too much about this giant who had always been kept in the dark .

Sensing the tense atmosphere, Elizabeth walked up to her grandfather's ear and whispered something to him.

"Okay, I get it, then I'll listen to Liz, you didn't give her this island back then, how could I have such a good life, bring a table over here."

Soon a table was quickly brought in front of the old man, on which was a piece of dense gray cloth. As the captain, Charles knew this kind of cloth, and it was a material specially used for drawing nautical charts.

The old man picked up a 1.5-meter wide ruler on the table with one hand, and began to draw on the cloth. At this time, his eyes were sharp, his old hands did not shake at all, and his body, which was like an empty shell before, seemed to be injected with soul again.

The slender latitude and longitude lines divide the gray cloth into small squares, and as the islands are drawn on them one by one, Charles is amazed at the other party's superb technique of drawing nautical charts.

When the other party was young, he must have eaten at sea. His ability to live to old age already shows his strength.

After drawing the island, he began to draw the route again. This kind of meticulous work was too much for an old man with stiff movements. When everything was over, he threw the pen and collapsed on the sofa and gasped for breath.

Charles propped his hands on the table, looking down at the huge sea chart on the table in front of him. This is the sea chart of the Misty Sea. The Misty Sea has an oval shape as a whole. It not only marks the Broken Heart Island that he has been to once, but also Other central islands are also marked, with sporadic Robbs of various islands.

A route follows an arc, starting from Broken Heart Island, jumping between several islands, and arriving at the center of the sea of ​​mist. Compared with other islands, this place is completely blank.

"This is where I saw the dead body of the god. I don't know what you are going to do. If you want to live, I advise you not to seek death." The old man stood up again with the support of his granddaughter.

"I don't know how many islands there are, or how many there are. If the gods don't tell us, we don't ask."

Charles looked at the empty chart center, thought for a while, picked up the pen next to him and wrote SITE6 at the end of the route.

"Remember so clearly? Your memory is amazing."

The old man's eyes were complicated, and he said in a very melancholy voice: "Anyway, it's my former home. I made an agreement with Liz. After I die, my ashes will be scattered back into the sea of ​​mist."

Charles reached out to roll up the map, but was blocked by the old man, "Wait, I need to explain to you about that place, look at these islands."

Wrinkled fingers kept pointing on the chart, "Here, here, and here, the eight islands of the Haike tribe are all on the outermost periphery, and everything that comes into contact with the outside world comes from the outside, but the inside It's not just us, you have to be careful."

The old fingers turned around the chart. "Except for the islands of the Hek tribe, the rest of the islands belong to other tribes, some races that have never been in contact with the outside world, they...they are very scary."

Charles looked at him in surprise, "Do you have any specific information on them?" His first reaction when he heard the news, Charles felt that these things were human test items of the Foundation.

The old man shook his head, "No, I just heard from the elders in the clan when I was a child that they are not human, and they are extremely powerful. These things did not escape from the island, and they were completely suppressed by the gods. These are the masterpieces of the gods. "