Chapter 145: Fishhooks

Although First University has many restrictions on the use of retreat spells on campus, these restrictions are mainly to prevent evil forces outside Phuket from invading the campus, and they are all aimed at large-scale, long-distance teleportation spells. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

There are no restrictions on the use of small-scale, short-range teleportation magic within the Guardian Formation.

As a result, in the long history of the university, many daily needs such as '100-meter-level escape technique', '10-meter flash', and 'ultra-precise positioning' have gradually developed on the campus of Daiichi University.

Of course, not every member of First University is able to master these unique magics.

In addition to the professors, many school workers, researchers, teaching assistants, and even some skilled students can master the improved '100-meter escape technique'.

The aborigines of the Linzhong Lake Fish-Man Reserve obviously do not have this ability.

So, when the three black-robed wizards had a little trouble at the edge of the lakeside forest, the fishmen didn't have time to review the reason for today's failed deal.

In the opposite direction of the three wizards, the five-headed fish-men were scattering and trying to run towards Linzhong Lake.

They have not escaped the patrol.

After all, two legs can't be as fast as a spell of magic.

For the first time, Iseni's somewhat chaotic mind felt a feeling of 'envy' for those sorcerers in the mud.

If he also has the mysterious power of a priest, everyone will definitely be able to return to the bottom of the lake safely tonight, thinking of this, it clenched its fists unwillingly.

As the head of the tribe's trade with wizards tonight, the tall and muscular fish-man was more worried about whether his people would be able to escape the patrol than the lost goods.

For he went ashore secretly with several companions, without a note to the First University Working Committee, and without the permission of the priests. In fashionable terms, they are called smuggling.

According to the "Linzhong Lake Fishman Reserve Management Measures", any fishman who lands for a long time needs to have a full and reasonable reason, and then get the permission of the First University, and the University Working Committee will issue a 'shore visa'.

According to the provisions of the Wizarding Code, unauthorized landing is the same crime as the natives of the New World stealing into the wizarding world, and it is a crime.

Once caught, the matter is no longer a prank of a few little fishmen.

The jealous and hateful president of First University will definitely elevate this matter to the level of a diplomatic dispute.

Although Iseni did not receive the priestly lineage and was not a wise man of the tribe, his wisdom was still well honed by his long experience in dealing with sorcerers.

Its instincts told it that it must not be caught by the patrol.

As long as they don't get caught by the patrol, the trade in the glade can be prevaricated by the clan for various reasons.

For example, hallucinations, such as mirages, such as the framing of evil demons.

Even if the elders of the clan knew the reason afterwards, as a minor fish-man, they would at most be hung on the coral tree and smoked and shed a few layers of fish scales.

If caught, he will be grounded in the depths of the lake and will never be able to lead the tribe again, or he may be banished from the First University and become a pathetic wandering fishman.

The tragic story of the old legend tells Iseni that without the power of the tribe and the priests, it would be difficult for a stray fishman to survive in the dangerous wizarding world.

Not to mention an underage fish-man.

Thinking of this, Iseni's originally somewhat tired body was suddenly injected with a lot of new strength.

It fluttered its fins on its back and strode among the trees and bushes, carefully not stepping into the mud in the grass nest, and opening its mouth wide to draw a little moisture from the dry air.

However, as an aquatic creature, the terrestrial environment is too dry for Iseni, and the air pressure is too low for Iseni, who is accustomed to water pressure, to be extremely uncomfortable.

This makes it much less efficient when running.

Fortunately, it is not far from the big lake, and the air on the lakeside has always been very humid, and its strong body can still hold on.

Despite his unusually tall stature, Iseni is a small fishman under the age of twenty. For a fish-man with an average lifespan of more than 200 years and a maturity period of more than 50 years, it is really just a child.

As a child, it naturally has many of the common problems of the pups of intelligent life.

Such as naivety, naivety, self-righteousness, and the impatience to hold your breath and want to wash away the shame as soon as possible after being ridiculed by your peers.

Iseni's impatience stems from a desire to succeed.

It wanted to have a dumbfounded result to wash away the disgraceful meaning of its name and make everyone who made fun of it tighten their gill sacs.

Iseni's name comes from a rusty fish hook.

Although the aquatic fish people have a sense of psychological superiority over the creatures of the land, this does not stop them from loving and even worshiping the beautiful creations of the land.

When the newborn fish-man bites through the egg membrane, the priest of the clan will always lay out many land creations, and let the small fish-man with incomplete webbing between his fingers grasp at will.

The Fish-Man will take the name of the object he catches, and use it as his lucky object.

The object that Iseni caught on the day of the egg break was a fish hook.

A shiny, stubby Iseni hook with a barbed tip. The hook now hangs from the root of the highest fin on its back.

For the fish-man, this lucky object is indeed a bit funny.

But for a gifted and ambitious fishman, it's not so pleasant.

Iseni doesn't like the fact that his friends are always mocking his name.

One day, you will sing the praises of this name and offer me golden hooks.

With this mentality, the young merfolk set foot on land, wanting to carve out a new world of their own beyond the control of the old antiques.

Then several black-robed wizards found it.

They hope to be able to buy some of the sundries that the wizards have fallen overboard from the fishmen at a low price.

As the leader of the fish-man clan, Iseni has also heard of many sorcerers and clansmen on weekdays.

For example, helping wizards collect the fruits and branches of magical plants underwater, helping school workers haul unpowered boats on the lake, and helping certain wizards salvage things that have accidentally fallen overboard.

Obviously, the wizards who deal with it with it are hidden, black-robed, and weird in their voices don't look like helpful guys.

They want to buy more overboard debris.

"If you're willing to help collect the mud-stained, seaweed-laden debris, the wizard won't owe his friends. The fat wizard who was negotiating casually fiddled with the beautiful glass ornaments in his hand, and lured the young fishman step by step: "For the sake of friendship, these things are our gifts to you." ”