Watching the fervor in each of their eyes, Charles immediately guessed their purpose.
"Discussing this with me under these circumstances?" Charles frowned slightly.
At such a crucial moment, was there really spare time to discuss ownership of the Living Island?
Feierbahah smiled and leaned in, saying to Charles, "Everyone knows you command this fleet and you and Kede also possess the sea charts, so of course you should be the Governor of the island. But we all risked our lives to help, we surely deserve the right to pledge loyalty."
The Captains behind him nodded and agreed.
When they saw that the simple grass huts could shield them from the lethal sunlight, they could no longer sit still, for the island's richness was apparent to anyone but a blind man.
Since it could sustain life and had fresh water, it was indeed a Living Island.
