The people of the kingdom of Beaville, looking at the bright and blue feathered people, roaming the streets and alleys, they were like two big children, excited about what they saw for the first time.

"That's ...... Fish-people?"

Moran and Hairaj hid around the corner, peeking down the alley.

I saw a four-limbed humanoid covered in silver-gray scales, with a finned back, and if he stood upright, he should be the height of an adult human male.

His hands and feet were webbed, and he only wore a pair of shorts that barely covered his shame, but the pants were already wet with his stickiness and clinging to his body, outlining a clear silhouette...... Hips.

The fish-man had a large fish head, a pair of huge, terrifying eyeballs protruding, and gill on either side of the neck.

As he spoke, he could clearly see the thick lips and the dense fangs inside.

"Hey, stinky boy, hand over the money. The fish-man shouted unceremoniously.

Cowering in the corner was a weak, shivering feathered man.

"He's so high-pitched...... Are all fish-people like this?" Moran said with a slight surprise, and the fish-man's voice came up like a eunuch.

"It's the Tachir fish-people, and the shrill voices are their racial characteristics. "But don't laugh at them about this, it's the same as laughing at the wingless for having no wings. ”

"Understood, you can't be racist. Moran nodded earnestly.

The weak feathered man huddled in the corner was about to cry, and from his vantage point he could clearly see the two whispering over there, but they refused to come and help.

Since you don't save you when you see death, you can't blame me for being unkind and unjust.

"There are two more people over there! They look rich!"

The weak feathered man shouted, successfully attracting the fishman's attention.

As soon as the fish-man turned his head, he anointed the soles of his feet with oil and disappeared in a puff of smoke.

"Hey, you two, let me go of today's food money, tell me what the hell are going to do!"

Revealing a bright fish-white belly and eight distinct abdominal muscles.

Moran sighed, "Brother Fishman, you actually have abdominal muscles and a good figure." ”

It sounded a bit like a teaser, but Moran was really just trying to express it...... The fish-man actually has abs?

Fish-people have lived with other humanoids for so long, and their aesthetic level is similar to theirs.

Seeing the beauty boast like this, he was a little embarrassed, and then put on a bodybuilding pose that showed off his muscles, constantly showing off his figure.

"The Fishman is much stronger than the Feather Man...... Beauty, would you like to consider having a drink?"

He threw a wink at Moran with his huge fish-eyed eyes, then changed to a toned position, and threw a defiant glance at Kharaj by the way.

"I have muscles, too, no worse than him......"

As he spoke, Khairaj was about to undress.

"Be honest. Moran turned Hyrajla backwards, and then warned, "Do you want to reveal your identity?"

Hayraj was so frightened that he almost exposed the fake wings.

Moran excitedly ran over to the fish-men and asked, "Can you ask you how you breathe on land? Do you also rely on your cheeks? How long can you fish-people stay on shore at a time? Do you have to be in the sea to survive? Is there a difference between lake fish and sea fish-people? Do you eat in favor of mermaids or feather people? Do you fish people usually only live in the Amfei Sea? Or do you have them in every sea area? How did you come up with the idea of settling down in the Kingdom of Beskirt Ville?"

Faced with so many questions, the fish-man bared his fangs impatiently and rubbed his palms maliciously.

"If you really want to know that much, why don't I collect some interest from you first!"

"Oh, yes. Moran replied with a smile.

Next, there was a wonderful ...... Unilateral beatings.

Once again, Khairaj recognized the level of Moran's violence, and even couldn't bear to look at it directly.

"Fish-people breathe through their mouths and noses on land, just like feathered people. Stay on shore for up to one day at a time, otherwise the skin will dry out and there will be a strong tingling sensation. There is no distinction between shallow and deep sea fishmen, but I have heard that there are lake fishmen. Our diet is omnivorous, and we can eat food raw or roasted like a feather man. Seventy percent of the fish-people live in the Anfei Sea, and there are also shadows of fish-people in other waters, but they are not very popular. I didn't come here to make my home because the king here hired a mercenary army of mercenaries, and I was one of them. My name is ......"

"You don't need to know the name. And one last question, how much do you know about the hog-headed monsters of Crying Canyon?"

"I don't know. It is only known that it will take away male feathered people every once in a while for food, and it is a very cruel creature. ”

"That's right...... Thank you very much for your kind attention. ”

Moran reached out, placed a few copper coins beside him, and walked away with Hairaj.

His head was still drowsy, and the fish-man only heard a word floating from a distance.

"Are fish people so sticky, where can I wash my hands?"

It took almost half an hour for the silver-scaled fishman to recover from his beating by a "weak" female featherman.

If he was beaten by that male featherman, he endured it, did he touch a nail that shouldn't have been touched, but by a woman?

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became.

He had to find a way to catch her, make the woman weep in front of him and admit her mistake, and then be made into a special nest for hatching fish eggs.

But their mercenary fish-man leader was just criticized for shooting a few female feathered people, and if there is a next time, it is very likely that the kingdom of Shellville will have to hire another fish-man mercenary. So he can't find the head of the regiment for this matter......

Still.

There is no shortage of good and se-minded people in this world, and the higher the position, the more difficult it is to hide the lowest desires.

So in his heart, there was a candidate for a long time.

Wright, the prince of the kingdom of Beauville, is also the future heir of the kingdom.

Although he is only in his early twenties, his affairs are well known.

Even some time ago, Wright heard the news and went to the kingdom of Bouzil, but before he saw the legendary princess, he was "politely" invited back by the king.

When the fish-man found him, Wright was still enjoying life with a few beauties.

He blew Moran into a unique underworld, one laughing brighter, two laughing, three laughing, shaking mountains and rivers, blowing even his own heart, let alone Wright.

"Take me there!"

Wright immediately pushed away the beautiful woman beside him, hurriedly covered his clothes, ordered several guards who could fight, and hurried there.

Meanwhile, Moran is lounging on a bench and enjoying a pretty little girl's seaweed mud facial massage.