Red Moon hung high, and Klein walked to the side of Donna and Denton and squatted down.
Cecil, Cial, a female companion of Cialis, took up the rifle on the deck, leaned halfway, and walked quickly to the other direction, which was still about ten meters away from the internal organs of the pig and cow sprinkled with peppercorns.
Uncle, are you going to start... The girl with playful freckles suddenly became a little nervous, but her face was full of curiosity and expectation.
Klein raised his left index finger and pressed it against his mouth, signaling the two underage little guys to stop the sound.
At this time, he couldn't help but thank Rossell. It was precisely because of the efforts of this time traveler senior that some of his habitual gestures became the common body language in the North mainland and would not cause misunderstandings.
I heard that in the early Fifth Age, don't talk. This gesture was insulting in Ruen, but in some parts of the Southern Continent, it meant kissing me... Klein's thoughts were a little dissipated for a while.
Donna and Denton didn't dare to speak anymore, squatted there quietly, watching Creeves make preparations before the war.
The former adventurer picked up a boom and threw the silk thread with the internal organs of pigs and cows out of the ship's side.
With a puff, the bait entered the water.
Creeves calmly dispersed the remaining internal organs, took his weapon, stepped back step by step, and hid in the shadow opposite Cecil. The two of them formed an angle of about 60 degrees with the side of the ship with the boom.
With the help of triangular pierced weapons, he lifted his rifle and tried the sight of aiming.
The deck was completely quiet, leaving only the roar of the steam engine and the movement of the waves slamming the ship.
Time passed by minute by minute, and Donna and Denton couldn't help but change to squatting to sitting, leaning against the cabin boards to relieve the paralysis of their legs.
At this moment, they saw the boom on the side of the ship sink.
The dull friction sound quickly rose up, getting closer and closer, and suddenly, a figure jumped onto the deck.
It was a monster bathed in crimson moonlight, covered with dark green scales, and green mucus flowed.
It has little similarity with humans, just like a huge fish that has grown strong limbs, and there are obvious webbed in the gaps between its hands and feet.
The fishman is over 1.9 meters tall, with round eyes and long gills on his cheeks. His appearance is like a monster in the legend. Donna saw that he reached out to cover his mouth to prevent him from screaming instinctively.
At the same time, she also covered her brother Denton's mouth.
The consciousness is good... Klein laughed secretly and carefully examined the fishman.
Unlike the sailors whom he had seen before, the real fishman does not have the same head as a human, but is a pure monster.
The fishman looked around with a little vigilance, then squatted down, picked up the pig and cow internal organs scattered on the ground, and quickly stuffed them into his mouth, making a noticeable chewing sound.
In its eyes, which were mainly white, its spirit gradually dissipated, as if it was trapped in a mysterious dream.
Not high IQ… Klein shook his head and made a judgment.
Bang!
Creeves pulled the trigger, and a bullet flew out of the rifle, instantly hitting the fishman's chest and abdomen, hitting the scales shattered and blood and blood splattered.
Wow!The fishman let out a crying cry, and pushed his hands towards Creeves in the shadow, as fast as a steam train.
At this time, Cecil from another location also opened fire.
Bang!
The rifle bullet hit the side ribs of the fishman, causing many fragments to scatter and the staggering figure.
The fishman who ate the peppercorns showed a visible dullness in the naked eye. It stopped there, not knowing which direction to deal with the enemy in which direction to deal with.
And this gave Creeves and Cecil the opportunity to load calmly.
They aimed again and pulled the trigger forward and backward.
Bang!Bang!
Two blood flowers bloomed one after another, and the pain restored the eyes of the fishman to a clear light.
It flipped and pounced, avoiding the subsequent shooting, and approached Creeves as if he was not injured.
Creeves methodically put down the rifle in his hand and picked up the triangular thorn leaning against him.
Instead of hiding, he jumped forward and rolled to the side of the fishman. The triangular thorn in his hand pierced into the place where the rib scales on the side of the prey were broken.
The fishman suddenly turned around, brought a strong wind, and threw the triangular thorn together with Creeves, causing the former adventurer to slam on the deck with a thud.
The fishman shook his head, as if he felt a strong discomfort in his body. It stopped attacking Creeves and Cecil, took big steps, ran towards the side of the ship, and tried to jump into the sea.
Bang!
Cecil's bullet hit it again, creating a bloody flower, but it still did not lose its ability to move.
After two steps, the fishman ran to the right place, his knees bent and was about to jump.
However, when its body became weak, it failed to exert force successfully. The distance it jumped out was obviously not enough and could only fall on the inside of the ship's side.
Bang!
The fishman was carrying the damage of the rifle and wanted to overturn the ship's side.
Seeing it escape in sight, Klein took out his revolver.
At this moment, a loud bang came from the other direction!
The eyes on the left side of the fishman then turned into blood-colored holes, making people vaguely see the pale gum-like object squirming inside.
It was not dead yet, lying in the cabin position, trying to crawl and try to stand up again.
After a few seconds, the toxicity broke out and it twitched and died completely.
Klein looked in the sound and saw a middle-aged man walking out of the shadow leading to the cabin on the other side.
The middle-aged man wore a thick dark red jacket, loose white trousers, and a standard boat hat of this era on his head.
He was holding an iron-colored pistol that was behind the times, and white smoke was emitting the thick, dark and dark muzzle.
Klein had heard the waiter introduce him before and knew the man and knew that he was the captain of the White Agate, Erlankag.
Airland, who had obvious wrinkles on the corners of his eyes, forehead and mouth, walked towards Creeves and smiled:
As a captain, I have to make sure there are no accidents.
Please forgive me for watching it all the time.
Creeves had already stood up and showed no emotion:
This is your boat.
By convention, you have the right to share the loot.
Airland glanced at Klein and others, and said with a smile:
The next time you will replenish water and food is two days later, and you will have to find a way to save the corpse of the fishman.
Why not do this? Sell it to me cheaper, and the difference is the reward I deserve.
This is the best way to do it.Creeves and Cecil exchanged glances and agreed to Aerland's request. It's yours for only 130 pounds.
The extraordinary materials on the fishman are priced between 150 and 200 pounds. Considering other spiritual parts, 130 pounds is indeed cheap... However, Creeves and the others can only do this. This is Ayrian's ship, with a large group of armed sailors and crew helping him. If the talk is really broken, everyone present can be sunk into the sea in minutes... Of course, the premise is that I don't mix... Well, it can be seen that Creeves and Cecil are not extraordinary people, at least not extraordinary people in the fields of fighting and shooting. Ayrian is a little suspicious... Klein stood up and listened to the transaction.
No, you seem to have misunderstood something, I'm not threatening you, £150, it's a fair price.Ellankag called a sailor and gave him the key to the safe.
You are the 'just Aerland'?Cecil seemed to remember the other party's nickname at sea.
Aerland laughed:
Yes.
At this time, Donna and Denton, who were stunned by the fierce battle and the living monsters before, jumped up, ran over excitedly and scared, and moved closer to the fishman's body.
It, is it really dead?Donna kicked the fishman's body with her toes, then jumped away like she was afraid that the other party would be resurrected, and hid behind her brother.
It's really a monster!Denton took a breath and said with his eyes wide open.
There are many monsters on the sea. In fact, this should not be called a fishman. It has limbs and can stand, and it has no similar places as humans. I prefer to call it a fishman.Aerland smiled gently.
He then squatted down, took out a knife, and cut open the cheek below the fishman's eyes, revealing some red white and tender flesh stained inside.
The most delicious part of the fish man, suitable for raw food.Aerland carefully cut the piece down and handed it to Donna, you reminded me of my daughter, but unfortunately, she has grown up and has her own family.
I, I dare not eat it... Donna looked at the thin slices of meat poked at the tip of the dagger.
Haha, who would you like to try it?Aerland smiled and looked around.
After confirming that there was no reminder of spiritual intuition, Klein nodded:
I'm very curious.
Aerland immediately handed him the dagger:
Try it, even aristocrats may not have the chance to eat it on land.
This is not a fish man, this is a fish monster, which can be understood as a mutated fish.
He was dispelling the fear of the brother and brother.
Klein originally wanted to ask if there were any condiments such as mustard, soy sauce, but when he saw that the other party didn't mention it, he was not easy to speak up, for fear that he would seem to be ignorant.
He took the dagger, bit the blood-stained tender flesh, and swallowed it into his mouth.
It was a feeling that melted in the mouth. The fishy smell of the blood was very light, with just the right saltiness, which perfectly set off the delicious and sweetness of the meat.
Klein chewed it twice, only to see the tenderness and deliciousness of the fish.
Very good.He gave a thumbs up without hesitation.
Donna watched the whole process curiously, and suddenly became very interested in the fishman's cheek flesh.
This overwhelmed her fear and disgust, so she came up with the idea of trying.
Aerran satisfies her request, smiling as she looks at her eyes closed, her face wrinkled and bites the slices of meat.
Donna's expression gradually relaxed, she quickly opened her eyes and praised excitedly:
Undescribable deliciousness!
With her guidance, Denton, Cecil and others shared the small amount of cheek flesh at present. They were satisfied and unsatisfied. What was satisfied was the taste, and what was not satisfied was the portion.
Seeing Aerland ate the last piece, Creeves pointed to the fishman's body and said:
The meat on both ribs is suitable for frying, and the meat on the stomach is roasted in the fire, and it is difficult to eat other parts.
Consistent with my idea.Aerland laughed and said, "I asked the chef to do it immediately. It is a very pleasant thing to enjoy the food together, taste the wine together, and exchange the legends of the sea on this night."
Looking forward to it...but why the good hunting event turned into a food exchange meeting... Klein swallowed.
Cecil, Cial, a female companion of Cialis, took up the rifle on the deck, leaned halfway, and walked quickly to the other direction, which was still about ten meters away from the internal organs of the pig and cow sprinkled with peppercorns.
Uncle, are you going to start... The girl with playful freckles suddenly became a little nervous, but her face was full of curiosity and expectation.
Klein raised his left index finger and pressed it against his mouth, signaling the two underage little guys to stop the sound.
At this time, he couldn't help but thank Rossell. It was precisely because of the efforts of this time traveler senior that some of his habitual gestures became the common body language in the North mainland and would not cause misunderstandings.
I heard that in the early Fifth Age, don't talk. This gesture was insulting in Ruen, but in some parts of the Southern Continent, it meant kissing me... Klein's thoughts were a little dissipated for a while.
Donna and Denton didn't dare to speak anymore, squatted there quietly, watching Creeves make preparations before the war.
The former adventurer picked up a boom and threw the silk thread with the internal organs of pigs and cows out of the ship's side.
With a puff, the bait entered the water.
Creeves calmly dispersed the remaining internal organs, took his weapon, stepped back step by step, and hid in the shadow opposite Cecil. The two of them formed an angle of about 60 degrees with the side of the ship with the boom.
With the help of triangular pierced weapons, he lifted his rifle and tried the sight of aiming.
The deck was completely quiet, leaving only the roar of the steam engine and the movement of the waves slamming the ship.
Time passed by minute by minute, and Donna and Denton couldn't help but change to squatting to sitting, leaning against the cabin boards to relieve the paralysis of their legs.
At this moment, they saw the boom on the side of the ship sink.
The dull friction sound quickly rose up, getting closer and closer, and suddenly, a figure jumped onto the deck.
It was a monster bathed in crimson moonlight, covered with dark green scales, and green mucus flowed.
It has little similarity with humans, just like a huge fish that has grown strong limbs, and there are obvious webbed in the gaps between its hands and feet.
The fishman is over 1.9 meters tall, with round eyes and long gills on his cheeks. His appearance is like a monster in the legend. Donna saw that he reached out to cover his mouth to prevent him from screaming instinctively.
At the same time, she also covered her brother Denton's mouth.
The consciousness is good... Klein laughed secretly and carefully examined the fishman.
Unlike the sailors whom he had seen before, the real fishman does not have the same head as a human, but is a pure monster.
The fishman looked around with a little vigilance, then squatted down, picked up the pig and cow internal organs scattered on the ground, and quickly stuffed them into his mouth, making a noticeable chewing sound.
In its eyes, which were mainly white, its spirit gradually dissipated, as if it was trapped in a mysterious dream.
Not high IQ… Klein shook his head and made a judgment.
Bang!
Creeves pulled the trigger, and a bullet flew out of the rifle, instantly hitting the fishman's chest and abdomen, hitting the scales shattered and blood and blood splattered.
Wow!The fishman let out a crying cry, and pushed his hands towards Creeves in the shadow, as fast as a steam train.
At this time, Cecil from another location also opened fire.
Bang!
The rifle bullet hit the side ribs of the fishman, causing many fragments to scatter and the staggering figure.
The fishman who ate the peppercorns showed a visible dullness in the naked eye. It stopped there, not knowing which direction to deal with the enemy in which direction to deal with.
And this gave Creeves and Cecil the opportunity to load calmly.
They aimed again and pulled the trigger forward and backward.
Bang!Bang!
Two blood flowers bloomed one after another, and the pain restored the eyes of the fishman to a clear light.
It flipped and pounced, avoiding the subsequent shooting, and approached Creeves as if he was not injured.
Creeves methodically put down the rifle in his hand and picked up the triangular thorn leaning against him.
Instead of hiding, he jumped forward and rolled to the side of the fishman. The triangular thorn in his hand pierced into the place where the rib scales on the side of the prey were broken.
The fishman suddenly turned around, brought a strong wind, and threw the triangular thorn together with Creeves, causing the former adventurer to slam on the deck with a thud.
The fishman shook his head, as if he felt a strong discomfort in his body. It stopped attacking Creeves and Cecil, took big steps, ran towards the side of the ship, and tried to jump into the sea.
Bang!
Cecil's bullet hit it again, creating a bloody flower, but it still did not lose its ability to move.
After two steps, the fishman ran to the right place, his knees bent and was about to jump.
However, when its body became weak, it failed to exert force successfully. The distance it jumped out was obviously not enough and could only fall on the inside of the ship's side.
Bang!
The fishman was carrying the damage of the rifle and wanted to overturn the ship's side.
Seeing it escape in sight, Klein took out his revolver.
At this moment, a loud bang came from the other direction!
The eyes on the left side of the fishman then turned into blood-colored holes, making people vaguely see the pale gum-like object squirming inside.
It was not dead yet, lying in the cabin position, trying to crawl and try to stand up again.
After a few seconds, the toxicity broke out and it twitched and died completely.
Klein looked in the sound and saw a middle-aged man walking out of the shadow leading to the cabin on the other side.
The middle-aged man wore a thick dark red jacket, loose white trousers, and a standard boat hat of this era on his head.
He was holding an iron-colored pistol that was behind the times, and white smoke was emitting the thick, dark and dark muzzle.
Klein had heard the waiter introduce him before and knew the man and knew that he was the captain of the White Agate, Erlankag.
Airland, who had obvious wrinkles on the corners of his eyes, forehead and mouth, walked towards Creeves and smiled:
As a captain, I have to make sure there are no accidents.
Please forgive me for watching it all the time.
Creeves had already stood up and showed no emotion:
This is your boat.
By convention, you have the right to share the loot.
Airland glanced at Klein and others, and said with a smile:
The next time you will replenish water and food is two days later, and you will have to find a way to save the corpse of the fishman.
Why not do this? Sell it to me cheaper, and the difference is the reward I deserve.
This is the best way to do it.Creeves and Cecil exchanged glances and agreed to Aerland's request. It's yours for only 130 pounds.
The extraordinary materials on the fishman are priced between 150 and 200 pounds. Considering other spiritual parts, 130 pounds is indeed cheap... However, Creeves and the others can only do this. This is Ayrian's ship, with a large group of armed sailors and crew helping him. If the talk is really broken, everyone present can be sunk into the sea in minutes... Of course, the premise is that I don't mix... Well, it can be seen that Creeves and Cecil are not extraordinary people, at least not extraordinary people in the fields of fighting and shooting. Ayrian is a little suspicious... Klein stood up and listened to the transaction.
No, you seem to have misunderstood something, I'm not threatening you, £150, it's a fair price.Ellankag called a sailor and gave him the key to the safe.
You are the 'just Aerland'?Cecil seemed to remember the other party's nickname at sea.
Aerland laughed:
Yes.
At this time, Donna and Denton, who were stunned by the fierce battle and the living monsters before, jumped up, ran over excitedly and scared, and moved closer to the fishman's body.
It, is it really dead?Donna kicked the fishman's body with her toes, then jumped away like she was afraid that the other party would be resurrected, and hid behind her brother.
It's really a monster!Denton took a breath and said with his eyes wide open.
There are many monsters on the sea. In fact, this should not be called a fishman. It has limbs and can stand, and it has no similar places as humans. I prefer to call it a fishman.Aerland smiled gently.
He then squatted down, took out a knife, and cut open the cheek below the fishman's eyes, revealing some red white and tender flesh stained inside.
The most delicious part of the fish man, suitable for raw food.Aerland carefully cut the piece down and handed it to Donna, you reminded me of my daughter, but unfortunately, she has grown up and has her own family.
I, I dare not eat it... Donna looked at the thin slices of meat poked at the tip of the dagger.
Haha, who would you like to try it?Aerland smiled and looked around.
After confirming that there was no reminder of spiritual intuition, Klein nodded:
I'm very curious.
Aerland immediately handed him the dagger:
Try it, even aristocrats may not have the chance to eat it on land.
This is not a fish man, this is a fish monster, which can be understood as a mutated fish.
He was dispelling the fear of the brother and brother.
Klein originally wanted to ask if there were any condiments such as mustard, soy sauce, but when he saw that the other party didn't mention it, he was not easy to speak up, for fear that he would seem to be ignorant.
He took the dagger, bit the blood-stained tender flesh, and swallowed it into his mouth.
It was a feeling that melted in the mouth. The fishy smell of the blood was very light, with just the right saltiness, which perfectly set off the delicious and sweetness of the meat.
Klein chewed it twice, only to see the tenderness and deliciousness of the fish.
Very good.He gave a thumbs up without hesitation.
Donna watched the whole process curiously, and suddenly became very interested in the fishman's cheek flesh.
This overwhelmed her fear and disgust, so she came up with the idea of trying.
Aerran satisfies her request, smiling as she looks at her eyes closed, her face wrinkled and bites the slices of meat.
Donna's expression gradually relaxed, she quickly opened her eyes and praised excitedly:
Undescribable deliciousness!
With her guidance, Denton, Cecil and others shared the small amount of cheek flesh at present. They were satisfied and unsatisfied. What was satisfied was the taste, and what was not satisfied was the portion.
Seeing Aerland ate the last piece, Creeves pointed to the fishman's body and said:
The meat on both ribs is suitable for frying, and the meat on the stomach is roasted in the fire, and it is difficult to eat other parts.
Consistent with my idea.Aerland laughed and said, "I asked the chef to do it immediately. It is a very pleasant thing to enjoy the food together, taste the wine together, and exchange the legends of the sea on this night."
Looking forward to it...but why the good hunting event turned into a food exchange meeting... Klein swallowed.
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