Chapter 1032: Hunting in the Sand Sea (6)

"You... Why are you here?!" Bedivel glared at Solal incredulously.

But things aren't that weird, and werewolf problems are actually redundant.

The magic swordsman Solar is also one of the candidates for the Round Table Trial, and he is probably also worried about money. And the solution that the Demon Swordsman came up with was not much different from that of Bedeville: to become a bounty hunter and earn money in a city full of opportunities.

Of course, the fact that this guy would receive the same commission as the werewolf and be sent to the same sand ship is indeed a bit surprising.

"Looks like we're really (Kama), my friend!" said Solal nodded, smiling unadorned on his slightly straight face.

"yes, it's fateful, it's like you're following us. Bediwell grumbled dissatisfied. But he himself knew best that Solal arrived at the sand boat one step earlier than them, and to say that "tracking" was also that they were "tracking" Solal.

"Ahahahaha. You're thinking too much, my friend!" Solar waved his hand and laughed heartily, "So, I still have something to talk about with some of my buddies over there, and we'll see you later?" he paced, closing the distance between himself and the werewolves, and went to chat with the other bodyguards on deck. I don't know if it's because of Solar's good popularity or something else, those human bodyguards should have never met the demon swordsman, but they were able to talk to Solar energetically. This guy is such a natural stay.

"Mr. Solar... Segrade looked at the back of the Demon Swordsman with admiration.

The werewolf glared at Segrade, envious and angry in his heart, but he didn't withdraw from the demon swordsman. Just as he was wondering, the sand boat shook slightly and began to move. As the sand boats moved faster and faster, the harbor became very small, replaced by rolling sand dunes.

"Shall we stay here?" asked the werewolf curiously, looking at the docks behind him.

"Just stay here. As a security advisor, Kana was still wary of the werewolves, and warned warily: "The cabin is a forbidden area, and unrelated people are not welcome to enter, so don't cause trouble if it's okay." "And. Kana clapped her hands in exchange for a few sailors with props: "Here's for you." Bediwell took the "prop" sent by the sailors, and couldn't help but wonder again: "This is ...... "That's right, it's a fishing rod. A slight smile tugged at the corners of Kana's mouth, as if to laugh at the werewolf's ignorance. She tapped the metal ball buoy hanging from the end of the alloy fiber fishing line: "This is the electromagnetic oscillator." Throw it into the sea of sand and it will be able to use the electromagnetic effect to send out continuous vibrations, attracting desert sharks. So, in addition to keeping guard on deck, you have another job: fishing. "Fishing!

"I don't understand. The werewolf picked up the alloyed, heavy-handed fishing rod: "Shouldn't you merchants try to avoid contact with the enemy for the sake of safety? Kana sneered even more, "The truth is that the subsonic waves emitted by the electric float engine of the sand ship will definitely attract the desert magic shark, and there is no way to avoid it." And these damn fish are thousands of miles away and dead-eyed: thousands of miles away when they hear a small murmur, they will come over to join in the fun, and if they find out that it is a sand boat, they will chase them to the ends of the earth.

A lot of stupid caravans don't know how to take precautions, and often attract a lot of devil sharks during the voyage. Such sand boats are unlucky - they are not allowed to enter the port for safety, and they cannot escape the round-up of thousands of sand sharks on their own...... In the end, there was a tragic death. The White Bear exclaimed, "How, how can this be!" "Huhu, people are selfish, especially in Egypt." Kana sneered self-deprecatingly, "So, you have to use this to lure the desert sharks all the way and destroy these pesky fish in time." Think about it, is it easier to kill 10 sharks at a time and complete the task in 100 times, or is it easier to deal with thousands of sharks at once?" Bediwell reluctantly tightened his grip on the rod and threw the hook with the buoy out.

Segrade and Elaine also looked at each other, learning to throw the rod like a werewolf.

"It's a harpoon, and you guys have one in hand. Kana then instructed the sailors to hand out the attack props, "I don't think I need to say much about how to use it, do you?" stab the harpoon into the shark's body, and press this to roll the steel cable and drag the damned fish back. "Wow. Bediwell looked at the sharp and barbed tip of the harpoon gun, and couldn't help but feel furious: "It's not enough to kill the desert sharks, you have to catch them on the boat?!" "The devils are hidden in the sea of sand, and the scales on their bodies are very hard, and ordinary means can't kill them at all." Kana ruffled her hair, her flowing black hair brushing in the wind of the sand boat, "They must be fished up and dealt a fatal blow to the heart." Anyway, that's it, please. Bediville wondered even more. This job may be even bloodier than the werewolf youth imagined. In a few hours, the deck of the ship will be covered with the corpses of the desert sharks, and the corpses of the sharks who have been pierced through the heart will surely be covered in blood...... It must have been a beautiful picture, too beautiful to look at.

At the same time (?), at 8 a.m., Great Britain.

"Uh-huh—" Husky rubbed his sleepy eyes and put a spoonful of breakfast oatmeal into his mouth, "What about Uncle Arthur?" "It's a working day, and of course Arthur is at work." Greenway looked at the canine boy with a smile, "What's the matter, you've been playing for two days, and you haven't had enough fun, do you still want to continue to play in the playground?" "It's not amusement-" Husky, who was in a daze, just wanted to correct Greenway's statement, and then remembered the agreement with Uncle Arthur, that is, not to let others know about the existence of that simulation game. He hurriedly changed his words: "Uh, yes Wang." The playground is so fun. "It's all a lie. The heart of the canine boy has betrayed him a long time ago. Greenway not only scoffed, but children are innocent.

"Hah, what about Hal?" Husky remembered last night's events and couldn't help but worry about his little friend.

"Hal is still sleeping. He was bleeding profusely last night and is still very weak. Greenway said, "Just let him sleep a little longer, you are the only student in the math class in the morning." "Hey——?!" the canine boy subconsciously shouted.

Greenway's face showed a moment of gloom: "What's the matter, is there anything dissatisfied?" The canine boy pouted in protest: "But, but, it's so boring Wang! If Hal is not there, Husky is the only one in class, it is too boring Wang." Greenway looked at the other corner of the table: "So, let's let Uncle Evil Star over there come to class together, so that it won't be boring, right?" "Poof-" Starlight Dragon almost didn't drink half of the potato stew soup and spewed out: "What do you want to do when you send a dragon to an elementary school level math class?" "So, you really know elementary school math?" Greenway glanced at Evil Star with delight: "What is the formula for the sum of squares of the residuals?" Residuals... Jin Shanshan did not spray soup, but almost spurted blood: "I have never heard of it, I have never heard of it! How can I understand this kind of thing—— what is going on with you human beings, is this kind of thing really at the elementary school level?!" "The times are advancing, and IQ is improving. Humans have had anti-gravity spacecraft thousands of years ago, and this simple mathematical knowledge is, of course, at the level of a three-year-old child. Greenway smiled disapprovingly, "Dare you dragons don't even know this?" Evil Star looked at Husky sympathetically: "Now it seems that you little devils are really not having a good time." The canine boy smiled wryly in return.

"Woo-" At this time, the leopard-man boy Hal also woke up and walked out of the bedroom slowly. He leaned on crutches in one hand and the wall with the other, and said with a pale face: "Good morning~" Greenway was startled, and hurriedly went over to support the leopard man: "Stupid! You can't get out of bed yet! Why don't you rest for a while?" "But Hal slept too much yesterday and couldn't sleep at all." The leopard man boy said aggrievedly.

"Alright, come over for breakfast, move slowly—" Greenway helped the leopard boy walk slowly, turned to Evil Star and Husky, and said, "What are you doing in a daze? Come here to help!" "Why do you want me to help? Wouldn't it be nice to leave this kind of thing to the servant?" the selfish Starlight Dragon smiled disapprerovingly.

Husky didn't say a word, his guilty eyes staring at the bandages peeking out of the cracks in Howl's pajamas.

"No problem, meow. The leopard boy whispered, "Hal can eat breakfast by himself without help, really meow." "What are you talking about? Greenway carried the little panther to the chair: "Okay, open your mouth and eat this bite of oatmeal." "Ahh

Just then, a servant entered the dining room and whispered a few words in the queen's ear.

"Oh, is it? strange why is it looking for us and not Arthur?" Greenway snorted thoughtfully as she fed Hal breakfast, "Anyway, let them come." Let's hear what they have to say. The servant nodded knowingly, and hurried away to tell the queen the will.

Husky was wondering what uninteresting people would bother them during this breakfast time.

A familiar footstep sounded outside the dining room.

"Good morning, my dear Queen Greenway. Calvin, the noble and glamorous little prince of the fish-men, saluted as soon as he walked into the dining room.