The answer given by Gert is very straightforward.

Looking at the current situation, Gert obviously chose to surrender.

This left Pol in a brief silence, or rather not knowing what to say.

From the standpoint of the brothers, of course he is happy that Gert can live, but from the standpoint of the clan, the situation of their shark people is already delicate, and this incident of Gert has made their situation worse, so his mood is inevitably complicated.

And just as he was so entangled, Gert turned around and pulled out two barrels of wine and a few cans from his lounge.

The size of the barrel was already special, but in his hand, it still looked like a beer glass.

"Would you like to have a drink?"

As he spoke, Gert threw one of the barrels to Pol.

Bol along the way, although he is not hungry, but he will definitely not be too good when he is out and about, which can be seen from his current appearance alone, and he feels that the whole person has lost a little weight.

Pol, who subconsciously caught the barrel of wine, saw that Gert flicked his fingers, as if opening a beer can, opened the barrel of wine, and then mixed it with seawater and poured it into his mouth.

As the youngest son of the Shark Man patriarch, Pol certainly didn't even drink a barrel of wine, but Gert's approach at this time, even in his opinion, was a bit extravagant.

After all, drinking in the sea, a lot of alcohol will flow directly into the sea, which is too wasteful, and at the same time, while his eyes swept over the drinks and cans, his eyes flashed a little weird.

"You seem to be doing well here?"

"At least there is no shortage of food and drink."

As he spoke, Gert opened the cans and handed them to Pol.

"Eat some, I see that you haven't eaten well along the way."

When you open a can in the sea, some of the juice in it will inevitably mix into the surrounding seawater, but the fish-people obviously don't mind this very much.

Smelling the aroma of the food, Pol was also aroused by a lot of appetite, and he was not polite, so he directly poured the two cans into his mouth, and then chewed them.

Although it is a special can, this head is still small for shark people, and there is no way to do it.

But you can't deny that compared to the monotonous food of their fish-people, human food is really delicious.

After eating several cans in a row, Pol wiped the corners of his mouth, and then his eyes fell on Gert again.

At this time, Gert was also looking at him.

The moment the two met their eyes, they only heard Gert speak slowly......

"So, what you're here for?"

Hearing this, Pol's expression stiffened slightly, and finally he told everything about the situation on his side.

After hearing this, a trace of guilt clearly flashed in Gert's eyes.

"I'm sorry, but I'm the one who caused the trouble."

"Okay, it's not all your problem, their whale people have always been afraid of our shark people, and it is not a matter of a day or two to suppress us."

At this point, Pol couldn't help but pour a sip of wine into his mouth, then pressed his fingers against the mouth of the barrel to prevent it from flowing out of the barrel as he spoke again......

"Even if it hadn't happened this time, didn't they whale people rush ahead every time they fought?"

As soon as he talked about it, Pol couldn't help but feel even more upset.

And the same is true of Get, who is sitting opposite.

He rebelled at the beginning, on the one hand, naturally because his life was threatened, but on the other hand, why not because of Pompeland's suppression?

"So, does the patriarch want you to come and take me back, or?"

"My father asked me to come over and check on the situation."

Bol wasn't stupid, and neither was Gert, and from this 'confirmation of the situation', both of them could sense that Frand was preparing a way back for the Shark Man.

Thinking of this, Gert, who seemed to have made up his mind, simply spoke directly......

"Pol, I mean it, just bring all the people with me!"

Hearing this, Pol was obviously shocked.

Although along the way, even just now, one such thought flashed through his mind, but it was limited to that, even he did not expect that Gert would say this so simply.

Looking at Pol, who was taken aback, Gert became more calm, and then, only to hear him continue......

"His Majesty the Emperor on this side, there is no deep-sea force in the true sense, once our shark people come over, they will definitely be able to be reused, and at the same time, in fact, there is nothing uncomfortable, how can life be better than following Pompey Land!"

Gert's words made Pol's face obviously become a little cloudy.

Because this matter is not up to him at all.

Thoughts flew around, only to hear Pol speak quickly......

"This matter can only be decided by my father, you tell me first, who are you following now? If you were to take these fishmen back with me, would you like to go back? ”

In the face of Pol's continuous rhetorical questions, Gert spoke slowly after a short silence......

"Who I'm following now, I can't tell you for the time being, I can only say that he is very strong, definitely beyond your expectations, as for the ...... if you want me to take the fishman back with you."

At this point, Gert breathed a sigh of relief and continued......

"Pol, we are good brothers who grew up together, I don't hide it from you, I don't want to go back, not only me, those fish people outside, now it is estimated that no one wants to go back, this is our current situation."

Obviously, the situation on this side obviously exceeded Pol's expectations, after all, who would have thought that a group of rebels would be able to live such a nourishing life now?

And Gert's parents, who had died in the early wars of their Fish-Folk Clan, can now be said to have nothing to worry about, he doesn't want to go back, and there is nothing to say.

Looking at Pol, who was speechless for a while, Gert spoke again after drinking the wine in his hand......

"Of course, if you want to leave, I won't stop you, I will let you leave safely."

"When I came in, I was seen by so many fishmen, wouldn't it be difficult for you to let me go?"

Gert shook his head.

"I don't know, after you leave, I will go to the boss to ask for the guilt, it's a big deal to be punished, don't worry, our two brothers have been friends for so many years, keep you safe, I can still do it."

At this moment, Pol's mood can be said to be extremely complicated.

That is, he is happy that the relationship between his two brothers has not changed because of their position, but at the same time, he is entangled in Gert's current decision.

Fortunately, his father had already given him instructions, and he only heard Pol speak slowly after taking a deep breath......

"I'll stay here for the time being, and then send someone back to report to my father about the situation here, and it's up to my father to decide what to decide!"