At Feuerbach's report, Charles dashed toward the cabin's door. Of course, he didn't forget Lily, who had been watching him in amusement.0

"Lily, hurry up! We need your mice for the island landing."0

"Mr. Charles, help me to check first. Is my back balding?"6

"That's what you get for dyeing your fur all the time. Let's go!"2

Lily scurried up Charles' pants and onto his shoulder. As soon as they reached the deck, the sight of their destination welcomed them. Under the illumination of the Narwhale's searchlights, the island resembled a colossal turtle lurking in the darkness.0

The beach was barren and lined with rocky columns. They stood tall and upright in a single file and didn't appear to be a natural occurrence.0

As the Narwhale revolved around the island, Charles realized that the landmass was similar in size to Hope Island and shaped like a gourd.0

Also, he noticed that the Narwhale wasn't the first ship to visit...0