"Suzuzu~"

The green eyes tightened violently, and when he suddenly woke up, he saw clearly where he was, and on the deck of the black giant ship, it was the same as a few days ago, and it was in this state of being manipulated, and when he was on the Goddess before, was it the fat man? Mebis suddenly remembered the fat man who was like a leather ball and holding a violin.

Looking around at the figures on the deck who couldn't tell the difference between the situation and himself, he found that the number of people was horribly reduced.

Originally, there were two columns of talents, about forty or fifty talents, and the few people who remained silently, including the bald men on the island who were financed by Mebis. As they were confused, a clear voice interrupted their thoughts.

"Welcome back, Gifted."

Philock, clad in a black cloak with golden crutches and shovel marks on the back, appeared high on the bow of the ship, his fiery red hair undulating from side to side with the hot wind, looking down at them with a smile.

The brown-red eyes rolled slightly, as if to determine something, and then pointed directly at one of Mebis and the others with one hand.

"You, come out"

Mebis turned to look, and a lean-faced, ragged man slowly stepped out, his godless eyes flashed with panic, and he immediately lay low, waiting for the unknown judgment.

"Have you ever tasted a sticky, chewy food on the island that tastes a bit like a chicken and beef mix?"

The fiery young man asked the lowly man in a soft voice.

The man's prostrate body under the deck trembled slightly, swallowing saliva and looking up at the wizard who looked up like a god above, his cloudy eyes beating uneasily,

"No... No, the island is full of bitter plants that are hard to eat. How can there be meat at all? ”

Philoc frowned,

"Oh?! So what's the matter with the blood on your mouth. ”

The thin man changed color instantly, and hurriedly wiped the corners of his mouth with the rancid cloth, and suddenly seemed to realize something, and shouted frantically,

"No, it's none of my business, it's that slut who wants to kill me... That's why I'm just.. I'm just killing.. Eat.. No, no,"

The man's black-purple lips trembled violently, and his scattered head smashed wildly on the hard deck with a dull crashing sound,

"Trust me. My lord, I am innocent. I don't want to die.."

As if he hadn't heard, Philoc clapped his hands, and a huge fish-headed monster appeared in front of the man, and the latter kowtowed to see a huge hideous black shadow lower, and couldn't help but pause, raising his senses that had lost control of extreme fear, a face with tears, twitching snot and blood.

Wado looked at him "amicably", and the thick blue giant arm was still gently grabbed like a chicken, but with a rubbing sound, the stiff body was thrown back and forth between the palms of the fish-man's hands.

Philoc stared thoughtfully at one of the stout men in his prime, Bai Zhe's nose smacked fiercely,

"You can smell the stench of your exhalation from afar,"

The sturdy man who was in the spotlight smiled without changing his face,

"Heh... I'm sorry, respected wizard, I haven't cleaned up my body in the past few days, so it inevitably smells a little bad."

Philock looked at him with mocking eyes,

"I mean the fishy smell that comes from the decay of blood~"

With a look, Wado walked towards the big man with a cruel smile, the bald head realized that he was about to die, and at the moment he was ruthless, he turned around and walked quickly to the side of the boat, as if he wanted to have a glimmer of life, under the strong hormones, his rough face floated an abnormal red tide, and his dry mouth raised an expectant smile.

"Come on, front, huh"

There's hope for life ahead, huh? The bald head seems to feel a touch of heat, wait, how did I fly? Looking at the blue clouds, he couldn't help but enter the last thought.

Philoc retracted his right hand and looked straight at the terrifying talent under him.

"From now on, you will be the students of the 'Dark Magic House' of the Origin Witch Realm"

He sensed the tiredness of Mebis and the others, muttered for a while, and continued

"The Dark Magic House is the power of the food wizards, and the venue for selecting the talented is Gomi Pole Island, which is divided into two horses this year, respectively, Sweet Hell and Bitter Paradise"

"As usual, there are still very few people who have survived," the voice rose sharply

"Of course, it is natural to clean up what you want to do with your own kind."

Mebis listened slowly, but in her heart she thought of the bloody betrayal and struggle on the bitter island, and the mysterious man.

"Gather at the dining area at 6 o'clock."

Mebis noticed that Philock didn't talk about wizards, but rather about the methods of selecting the gifted, but at least the matter was over, and he let out a long breath.

After Philoc and the others left, there were only a few of their talents left on the spacious deck, and Mebis quickly glanced around, 4 men and 1 woman, but compared to Mebes's plump face, they looked much more sluggish.

They all returned to their cabins, and instead of communicating together, it was better to wash off the dirt on their bodies and sleep beautifully.

On the dark cabin floor, huge black boxes are neatly placed, and on the ground condensed into rice word white frost, the sound of two figures stepping on the ice echoes in the dark warehouse, and the baby rubs the huge fish paws, looking pitifully at the young man who exudes heat, and hums.

"Master, why are you here?"

Philoc stopped in front of a much smaller black box than the others, and pulled it away gently, and the cold air suddenly overflowed, making a sizzling sound.

The young man looked at the ice sculpture in front of him like art, and his brown and red eyes were full of admiration.

"For a gift to them."

"Gifts?"

The fish-man was puzzled.

"Generations of gifted people who have entered the academy have received a gift of food from the introducer"

"This is the rule of the 'Dark Magic House', not only to make it easier for them to go down the path of the food wizard,"

"Even more. The usher itself," Philock's eyes twinkled.

"Hum Hum '~~"

In the misty bathroom, the naked Mebes scrubbed her dark hair and snorted with pleasure. The water from the shower soaked his white and flawless body, washed away his dirty face, and the ethereal face reappeared on him, and he looked even more dry and heroic after losing his childish face.

Tired, he rolled on the soft mattress, as if he was about to exhaust his last strength, but he didn't intend to sleep. The collection of Wizard Philock's words must be boring, and I believe that the gifted are not stupid.

"Hmm~"

Lazily straightened his torso, the incredibly soft bed couldn't help but make him moan, his head crossed on his right hand, and Mebes, who was lying on his side, looked at the white blue sky outside the window with bright green eyes, and the thoughts of his hometown slowly rose at this moment.