Mysteries of the Earthsea

　　 "Did something go wrong on the island?" Charles asked with some confusion.

　　 To escape from that place, shouldn’t you be happy? Why is this expression?

　　 "Answer my question." Elizabeth asked again.

　　 "No." Charles's hand quietly touched the pistol.

　　 Elizabeth's expression became a little disappointed, and she whispered in a self-deprecating voice: "It's really useless, why don't you hurry up and wait for something."

　　 "What the **** are you talking about—"

　　 Before Charles finished speaking, Elizabeth suddenly opened her hands and rushed forward, and Charles' muzzle was pointed at her abdomen in an instant.

　　 Elizabeth’s next move caused Charles to stop the finger that was already on the trigger, and the beauty in front of him kissed affectionately.

　　 The other crew members on the deck watched this scene, winked at each other and left quickly.

　　 Feeling the sweetness and softness constantly stirring in his mouth, a few minutes later, Charles pushed Elizabeth away hard, looking at her with a strange expression. "What happened to you."

　　 He knows how Elizabeth feels about him, but is this the time to do this kind of thing now?

　　 "Charles, I don't know why, the first time I saw you, I was kind of interesting to you." The tension in Elizabeth's voice suddenly disappeared and became particularly calm.

　　 "Don't look at my proficiency, but in fact, I am not very good at emotions, and may be a bit simple and rude."

　　 "Man, why did this girl say this all of a sudden? How does it feel like giving a last word?" Richard also felt something wrong.

　　 Charles frowned slightly and took Lily out of his pocket. "Lily, go and call the doctor."

　　 Watching the white mouse step on the deck and run towards the hatch, Charles asked Elizabeth: "If you have any difficulties, tell me, I will find a way to help you solve it."

　　 Elizabeth shook her head, and she glanced at the island that was quickly going away. Her eyes couldn't tell whether it was anxious or helpless, but her voice was abnormally rapid.

"There is no time to explain. When you go back, remember to return my belongings to me. If you don’t hate me, find me and try to get along with me when you go back. Life at sea is too dangerous. I don’t know how long I can live. , Charles...bye."

　　 Elizabeth finished speaking, her tall body became transparent and fell towards the deck.

　　 Charles, who saw this scene barely thought anything, opened his hands and hugged him.

　　 Between the stars, Elizabeth's body disappeared between Charles's armbands, and from where she disappeared, two small things fell from mid-air to the ground

　　 Charles quickly grabbed two things and held them firmly in his hands. One of them was a delicate women's earring, and the other was a human eyeball with small hands and feet.

　　 Looking at the blue pupil, Charles recalled the eye in the wall when he first went to the island.

　　 Then, what Elizabeth said with the blindfold flashed through his mind.

　　 "An eyeball is missing, huh, that island is too dangerous. It is too scary to be able to retrieve a life."

　　 The luster on the eyeballs quickly dissipated, and after lightly stroking Charles's hand with its little white hand, it quickly shrank and withered. After a while, the eyeball became dead.

　　 Charles stared blankly at that eyeball, as if he understood something.

　　 "Captain, are you looking for me?" The doctor came over.

　　 After being silent for a while, Charles passed his eyeballs over, "Can you press it back into the eyes of the original owner?"

　　 Doctor lifted his eyeballs with an iron hand and looked at it. "No, this eyeball has been inactive for a long time."

　　 Charles let out a melancholy breath, and carefully put his palms together. "Nothing, let's go back."

　　 Margaret opened her eyes, she was nestled in the light and soft duvet, staring blankly at the gorgeous crystal lamp on the ceiling.

　　 It has been a while since returning to her home, and she still feels unreal.

　　 "Miss Margaret, here are today's clothes."

　　 Seeing that the master woke up, a maid came up with a white silk dress.

　　 Marguerite squinted and stretched out, jumping off the bed lightly.

　　 The maids who had been waiting for a long time came up respectfully, trying to help their master take off their pajamas.

　　 "It's okay, I can do it myself." Margaret declined the service of the maids.

　　 The maid at the side gently waved his hand to make the maids who were a little helpless retreat.

　　 This situation has happened several times. Since her return, her attitude towards the servants has changed drastically.

　　 Although the eldest lady was very caring before, she mostly ignored kittens and puppies and dealt with their offenders, but now she is completely different. Not only will she care about her offspring, but she will also show her warmth.

The combination of graceful figure, handsome face, appropriate light makeup, silver shiny silk dress under the light and delicate high heels gives Marguerite a generous, decent and noble temperament. Mingzhu is back again.

　　The exquisite face makes the maid who is also a woman next to her look slightly disoriented.

　　 Marguerite looked at herself in the mirror, turned around gracefully, with a faint smile on her face. "If Mr. Charles sees me like this~www.wuxiahere.com~ he will be surprised that his jaw will fall off, hehe."

　　 The maids looked at each other a few times, and since her own lady came back, she always talked about the person named Charles. It wasn't anyone who was so lucky to get the attention of his own lady. If he was known by those mass suitors on the island, he would have to be jealous.

　　 "Gina, why did your hand hurt? Then you rest today. If the butler asks, I will say it." Margaret finished, holding the skirt in her hand, and ran towards the living room.

　　 "Mother! Good morning!" Margaret gently hugged a beautiful woman.

　　 Karita fondly stroked her daughter's soft long hair, "I'll be 17 in three months, so why are you still in bed."

　　 "How old is my mother's daughter!" Smiling Margaret coquettishly at her mother.

　　 "Hurry up and have breakfast, I made it myself." Karita took Margaret and sat down next to her.

　　 After Marguerite smiled at her mother, she gracefully took a silver spoon and rubbed a spoonful of milk on her lips.

　　 The milk with condensed milk is so sweet and delicious. Marguerite's eyes narrowed involuntarily. After a few sips, she began to attack the other delicacies on the table.

　　 Soybeans in tomato sauce, sausage sandwiches, slightly hot fried eggs, every kind of delicacy was put in her mouth, and Marguerite felt full of happiness.

　　 Watching the previous picky eater's daughter act like this, Calita's eyes turned red involuntarily. How much pain did her poor daughter suffer? Even the ordinary breakfast was so relish.

　　Looking at her sad mother, Margaret swallowed what was in her mouth, held her hand in her hand, and said, "Mother, please don’t be sad, don’t you think I’m back well."