It was dawning soon.

As Tono said, the men did whale hunting on Asmeer Island, so the responsibility of going to sea fell to the women.

In the morning light, the women dressed in thick clothes and walked in twos and threes towards the entrance of the village, where a tall and thin man sat on the sand dunes.

The women were chirping.

"Aida, that's ......"

"Mr. Caron? Last night he ......"

Hearing the sound, the tall and thin man turned around and pointed with his chin to the fishing boat in the distance.

"I've ordered a wagon to the town of André, and you can bring a wagon of fish to town."

As if to see the haggard between Cuarón's brows, a woman asked.

"Mr. Cuarón, haven't you slept all night?"

Before Cuarón could speak, the screams of several other women were heard behind him, who were lying on the side of the fishing boat, dancing hand in hand.

"Oh my God, flame squid, this is the most valuable catch, where did it come from?"

Caron looked tired and spoke slowly.

"The whale tide has disturbed the oceans, and I have kept watch all night in the open sea, and this thing should be enough to sell it for a good price."

As he spoke, the carriage came, and Caron stood up, and he talked to the coachman, and then inadvertently revealed his knighthood, and the coachman immediately looked respectful.

If he didn't, he feared that the women would get into unnecessary trouble. Having lived on Back Third Street for a long time, Caron has an extraordinary kindness to these kind-hearted underprivileges.

The wagon laden with the catch grunted away, and the fishing boat had more than half of its contents left to be paid to the Silver Army, and they had better accept it.

The woman's mouth is the fastest communicator in the world, and soon the village chief, Tono, knows what happened this morning, and he walks briskly with his cane.

"Lord Caron, we're causing you trouble."

Caron shook his head slightly.

"I'm going to stay here for a while, it's an exchange."

Tono managed to climb aboard the small fishing boat, and he looked at the full cabin, then breathed a sigh of relief.

"The men will be back in two or three days, and the eggs of the Gollum Whale are the most valuable, and I will ask them to return the money from this boatload to you."

"Chief Tono."

Cuarón reached out his large hand and gently patted Tono's shoulder.

"I told you this in exchange for not being able to step into the woods behind the mountain."

You could see what Tono wanted to say, but in the end he didn't say anything.

“...... Good. ”

The two of them sat quietly on the dunes for a while, and the little boys rolled around the sea for a while, and when they saw Caron, they came over like kraft candy.

Katis seemed to have forgotten the lesson of last night, and he rushed to the front with a coconut crab.

"Uncle Vegeta, I've heard that you knocked a bad guy away with one punch last night, can you teach us?"

The other two little boys didn't speak, they nervously followed Kartis, their eyes full of anticipation.

"Yes."

Caron stood up, patted the sand on his buttocks, stretched out his right hand, and slowly clenched his fist.

"Justice is the most powerful force, as long as we have justice in our hearts, we can be invincible."

"Fist of Justice!"

A little boy yelled, then punched the coconut tree in front of him, the blow grazing the bark and leaving two red marks on the back of his hand, making him hiss in pain.

Katis pushed him away, and followed him on the coconut tree, the branches swaying twice in the wind.

He ran excitedly towards Caron.

"Uncle Vegeta, is that so, is it so!"

The valet squeezed out a smile.

"That's pretty much it, but you don't do enough justice."

"And where does justice come from?"

“......”

Cuarón didn't know how to answer the question, and after thinking about it, he said slowly.

"Read a book, and a book will tell you what justice is."

Seeing that Kartis was still trying to ask something, Cuarón rubbed his head and pushed him towards the village.

"Go in, the bad guys are coming."

Seeing soldiers in black armor running down the road, Tono nervously stood up.

Caron glanced at the fishing boat, and he confirmed again that it was more than ten tons, hoping that Damien would be satisfied.

is worthy of being a two-star military commander, and he can still walk after taking a tenth of a punch.

Standing in front of Caron, Damien said weakly.

"You dare to stay here...... Guts are really fat. ”

Instead of last night's rigidity, Cuarón's face took on a hint of flattery, and he pointed to the fishing boat in the distance.

"Commander Damien, the catch prepared by our village overnight is estimated to be about ten tons, you can take a look at the valuable sea fish in it."

Damien scoffed.

"I'm just thinking about handing it over now, but it's too late."

He ignored Caron and beckoned behind him, and a heavily armed soldier stepped out, his helmet and armor were conjoined pieces.

Caron said in surprise.

"Commander Damien, this is the Type IV Venada Steel Armor."

"If only you had such a good eye yesterday."

Damien smirked, "It's a pity it's late!" ”

"I mean ......"

Caron shook his head, "Type IV Venada Steel Armor can only be equipped by five-star and above commanders, you have violated the law." ”

Damien laughed angrily.

"Go to heaven and complain to Tutan!"

"You don't need to go to heaven, I've already sent someone to the town of Andrea, and most of the inspection team is already on their way."

Cuarón said earnestly. "Two-star Commander Damien, I suggest you leave with these catches, it's a very sincere suggestion."

Damien swore that he would never say anything to this man again, and he waved his right hand violently.

"Go! Kamsky! Kill him! ”

Tono, of course, knew how powerful the Venada armor was, and he quickly cowered behind a coconut tree, even though he knew it wouldn't help.

The soldier named Kamsky pushed his visor down and walked over with heavy steps.

"It's a shame."

Only Angelyl understood the meaning of these three words.

Cuarón rubbed his wrist, then met Kamsky's iron fist.

The proportions of the two fists are so disproportionate that just by looking at it, you know that Caron will definitely lose.

"Drink!"

As he threw his punch, Cuaron let out a low shout, and his punch suddenly increased by two points.

"Bang"!

Kamsky was knocked flying with a punch and slipped in the sand.

"Oops."

Cuaron muttered, he'd been going back and forth between Turin and the Demise Journey for the past month, and that punch had been used with all his might, but Kamsky hadn't been killed by himself. The energy stored in the body is running low, which is terrible news.

After a moment's thought, he withdrew his right fist.

"Captain Damien, take your men with you, I've decided not to report you, I can swear to Tutan."

The soldier named Kamsky knew better than anyone how terrible Cuaron was, and he said in fear.

"Damien, I'm no match for him, I can't help you with this."

Damien snorted.

"I'm going to have to let this guy die today...... Kamsky, burn Venada steel, what are the consequences for me to carry on my back! ”

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