Noting the burning greed in their eyes, Charles immediately knew their intent.

"Is this the right time to be discussing about this?" Charles' brows were slightly furrowed in irritation. Despite their current predicament, they still had the time and thoughts to want to negotiate their rights to the island?

Feuerbach stepped forward with a radiant smile on his face. Looking at Charles, he said, "Everyone knows you command the fleet, and the nautical chart belongs to you and Kord. So it's a given that you will be the governor of this island. However, we have also risked our lives alongside you on this mission. Surely we deserve a stake as well, no?"

The captains standing behind Feuerbach hurriedly nodded in agreement. Once they saw that a simple makeshift hay shed could ward...