Waiheke Island, the residence of the Salamo Mermaid Chief.

A flounder man with huge eye bubbles and bared teeth stared at the decoration of the room in amazement, unable to speak for a while.

Standing in front of a huge glass colored screen, the Flounder people carefully stretched out their paws, wanting to touch the intricate and gorgeous patterns on it.

One of Rita's maids hurriedly stopped him: "Don't move! Do you know how expensive this thing is? What should I do if it breaks?!"

As a member of the delegation of maritime refugees, the patriarch of the Kinnaska Haihu tribe, Gray Hoof, looked at the throne made of steel and shells in the water, and did not come back to his senses for a long time.

Rita commanded her people to bring a large circular floating table and placed it in the middle of the room in the pool of saltwater urns.

One exquisite and special dish after another is served on the floating table.

Greyhoofs looked at the dishes on the table, some of which he recognized.

For example, snail seed fish is cut into small pieces and wrapped in seaweed, which is a specialty dish used by the Salamo mermaid people to entertain guests.

But more than that, there were dishes he had never seen or even heard of.

"You say this is called wheat flour grilled fish?" Gray Hu looked at the golden crispy grilled fish on the table, and asked uneasily, "Is this the food of the land race?"

Rita smiled and said, "Unlike the sea, you can use fire and spices to make food on land, so there are more choices and leeway in the preparation of dishes. ”

Gray Hu looked at the grilled fish with some doubts, and asked, "This fish is all cooked, can you still eat it?"

Rita nodded: "You give it a try, don't you know?"

Gray Bird carefully plucked off a piece of fish meat, put it in his mouth and chewed it slowly.

Soon, his eyes widened, and he shoved the whole grilled fish into his mouth with his big hand.

"Compared to raw fish, it has a little less umami, but it is surprisingly delicious. The gray hooves ate the grilled fish in three or two times, and wiped his mouth unsatisfied: "Is there anything else?"

Rita's maid rolled her eyes at the gray bird.

Picking up a slice of cream cake, Rita took a bite and showed a look of enjoyment: "I have to admit that the food on land is rich in variety and tastes good. ”

Gray Hoov picked up a fried shrimp cake and quickly stuffed it into his mouth.

He looked back and saw that a dozen or so members of the delegation of ocean refugees had gathered.

Spreading his arms and trying his best to protect the food plate in front of him, the gray bird simply buried his head in the food and ate directly.

Seeing this, the other refugee representatives were not happy.

People rushed to the table, pushing, yelling, grabbing as much food as they could, like a pile of hyenas that had found carrion.

Rita's maids looked disgusted, and when they looked at the refugees, there was still a little sympathy, but now there was only deep disdain.

Rita, however, is a little different.

Holding a goblet full of red wine in one hand and a cake in the other, she looked at the sea refugees in front of her, and her eyes faintly flashed with a glimmer of staring at her prey.

Satiated.

The refugee delegates floated on the sea with their stomachs shy, letting out a sigh of contentment.

"I always thought that the land was a barbaric and backward race, but I didn't expect their food to be so delicious. ”

"In the sea, we can't use fire and spices, so we can't make a variety of flavors in our food?"

"I don't know how many things I have to use to get such a meal?"

Rita clapped her hands and motioned for the maids to remove the table, then smiled and said to the others, "Like me, you are all the people of the old gods, and you all come from the sea. ”

"A long time ago, our forefathers warned us not to go near the coast, let alone try to make contact with the sailors on the sea. Rita looked at the others and said, "Most of the reasons they give are that the land is poor in resources and the inhabitants are vicious...... But have you ever thought that our ancestors actually didn't let us touch the land because they were protecting us?"

Gray Hoof's face was full of disbelief: "Protection?"

Rita sighed faintly, "I once went to the capital of the Dragon Kingdom, a city called Twilight City. ”

"There are more than three million inhabitants and an army of nearly 100,000 men, each of whom has great abilities and is well equipped. Moreover, whether it is the economy, people's livelihood, culture...... are far more than us. ”

Gray Hu was stunned when he heard this: "I don't believe it." ”

Rita pointed to the objects in the room, "These furniture were given to me by the dragon god, and the food to eat is also from Dusk City, what do you say?"

Everyone looked around the room, and all fell silent.

Rita paused for a moment and continued, "I have good news for everyone. ”

"The dragon god agrees to accept you. ”

Unlike the others' relieved feelings, Grey Bird asked Rita, "What about the cost?"

Rita said calmly: "I paid the tribute to the dragon god, I helped you pay it. ”

"Thanks to your kindness, we will never forget, so ......"

"When the dragon god needs us, we must step up. ”

Greyhoofs asked in a deep voice, "Do you want us to go to war?"

Rita replied to him, "The dragon god didn't say it explicitly, just told us to prepare. ”

One of the refugees asked, "What if the dragon gods don't care about our lives at all, and just treat us as consumables for war?"

Rita smiled and replied, "Then we must also obey his orders." ”

"...... this?"

Rita pointed in the direction of the land: "The dragon god is willing to take us in, which is already a great gift. You know how exciting it is for the inhabitants of the dragon kingdom to give up the lands of the kingdom to a group of cultists of different gods to live in. ”

"I don't need to go into details, but you should also know how hostile the people of the city are to us. ”

Hearing this, the sea refugees looked at each other, and everyone had a panicked expression on their faces.

"What should we do?"

"They're not going to chase us away, are they?"

"We've got nowhere to go!"

Rita looked at everyone's embarrassment and said softly, "Fortunately, the relationship between the Salamo mermaid clan and the residents of the city is not bad. ”

Like a drowning man grasping at a life-saving straw, refugee representatives turned to Rita for help.

"As early as when they first arrived in the Dragon Kingdom, the Salamo merfolk had already taken out most of their possessions and used them to befriend every force in the city, and now there is not much left. ”

Rita said with a look of embarrassment.

Greyhoofs gritted his teeth: "Kinlaska is willing to take out the remaining wealth of the clan and leave it to you to operate. ”

"So is my clan!"

"So do we. ”

Rita hurriedly shook her hand and said, "You think I'm greedy for wealth?"

"You and I are both from the sea, and in the eyes of the dragons, we are all alien beings, and helping you is also saving the Salamo merfolk. Rita looked righteous and awe-inspiring: "Only when the sons and daughters of the sea unite can they gain a firm foothold in the dragon kingdom." ”

The refugees of the sea were moved by Rita's words and said, "Please tell me the tribal chief of the Salamo merfolk, what should we do?"

Rita rolled her eyes: "I heard that there is something in Twilight City, called the Industry Union......"