Looking at the fervent glint in their eyes, Charles immediately guessed their purpose.
They want to talk to me about this at a time like this? Charles frowned slightly. At such a critical moment, they still had the gall to discuss the ownership of the Living Island?
Feierbahah smiled and leaned in toward Charles. "Everyone knows this fleet is under your command, and the sea chart is yours and Kede's, so of course, the Governor of this island should be you. But all of us have risked our lives to help—surely we should have the right to pledge our allegiance?"
The captains behind him nodded vigorously in agreement.
When they saw that a simple straw shelter could withstand the deadly sunlight, they immediately grew restless. Anyone but a blind man could see how bountiful this island was.
Since it could be inhabited and had fresh water, it was a Living Island.
