At noon that day, Valentina and her men left the island in the Southern Ocean in a flagship and set sail back to the north.

According to her previous account, she arrived here by relying on her own relic, the Moon Princess, and the research on the grave of the bird species, and although Aragina also found the island because of the Ice Prince she carried, it can only be said that it was a wonderful coincidence, and she stopped only to repair the steam engine on the Iceberg Queen and catch fish by the way.

In the following time, Fisher relied on his ability to breathe underwater, caught a lot of fish, he pinched a large net, remained motionless in the place where the fish must pass, and listened to Emhart above the water boast of the past, and then when the fish passed by, he suddenly burst into a net, this trick can be described as a tried and tested trick, and each time he was full of harvest.

The surrounding fish are all subdued by Fisher, the sixth child, and you can see him in the water every day, and every time he has just taken a photo, he is caught by the ruthless net in his hand.

"You really don't know how you were forged by the angels?"

"Nonsense, if no one else told you, do you know how you got out of your mother's womb? Not to mention, it has been so many years since I left the Sanctuary to develop true consciousness. The Saints are one of the oldest races in the world, without one. They have gone through too many years to acquire an aesthetic and skill that surpasses that of other races. ”

"Even Paimon is deeply impressed by the civilization of the Saints, otherwise she wouldn't have obediently learned the aesthetics of the Saints and secretly collected so many Saints' relics."

Fisher dragged the fishing net slowly towards the edge of the shore, listening to Emhart's complaints, he also felt that there was some truth, although the guy's metaphor was used a little roughly, but the basic logic was the same.

The art of artifact making has been lost, and many humans in the past have been fascinated by the miraculous effects of relics and tried to restore the entire process of making them, but apparently failed in the end.

What really puzzled Fisher was why the wood rhino also made relics in addition to the angel species mentioned by Emhart, and where did she learn this skill?

According to Jasmine, she had learned how to make relics long before she left the trench and went ashore, and she had made a hairband for young Jasmine to guide her home.

Emhart had told himself that the method of making relics would not be passed on to the Saints, and even if he had the heart to teach him, he might not be able to learn it, and even Paimon, the extremely clever archdemon, could not learn it, and finally left the Sanctuary obediently.

According to Fisher's calculations, the strength of the adult whale race is very strong, but it has not yet reached the level of the mythical level, and as the Emperor of the Sea, the Xuan Shen feels far higher than the general mythical level, which makes Fisher a little confused, after all, he has too little contact with too few creatures of too high rank, and there are only two of them when they are full, which is really not easy to compare.

However, it is absolutely impossible for the wood rhino to reach the mythical level, otherwise he would definitely not be the opponent of Blake, who planted the wood rhino meat.

Then, it would be impossible for a transcendental Wood Rhino to learn the art of making relics directly from the Angel Species, and it is more likely that he learned it somewhere after they disappeared

Where would that place be?

Fisher is undoubtedly a little keen on how to make relics, and as a scholar, he has a natural desire to uncover a certain dusty history and skill, second only to the love of ladies.

"Forget it, I still won't talk to you. Every time you say something full of praise, or how great the Saints are, my ears are calloused, and I don't get any useful information."

"! I'm telling the truth! They are so great! Don't talk nonsense if you don't understand anything, you human! No rebuttal! I'm right to refute too! Otherwise, I'm going to get angry! I'm so anxious by what you said! ”

Fisher glanced at Emhart, who was in a circle in a circle of rage, and he now found that if he wanted to provoke Emhart as quickly as he could, he would only need to speak ill of the angelic species in front of him, and express doubts about their aesthetics and craftsmanship, and he would definitely be the most anxious.

Ignoring him, Fisher just dragged the huge fishing net to the side of the boat, he took a general look at the number of fish in it, plus the ones he had caught before, he felt that it was almost enough time to eat for the rest of the time, although the Ice Queen would not be spoiled because of the Ice Prince, but it was not appropriate to occupy too many positions.

"Mr. Fisher, this is our harvest in the morning."

"Just put it here, hard work."

Fisher took a sip of the kettle he had brought down from the Iceberg Queen, and glanced at the crew members who had arrived behind him, also carrying bags of fish, but they politely took their eyes off Fisher's body, not looking at his water-soaked clothes and the muscles beneath them.

Not only is it respect for Fisher and Arajina, but the most important thing is that Fisher is very diligent in his work these days, and he knows a lot of things, not only likes to talk about himself, but also likes to ask them about life in the north and the situation of the feudal country. Well, I just don't know why, his topic is always related to the subhuman race there.

However, after learning that Fisher was a scholar of subhuman races, their doubts were completely put to rest.

In short, in the eyes of this group of women, Fisher's image is somewhat contradictory, the feeling of being a capable and virtuous husband, and a sense of strength that distinguishes him from the delicate men of the women's country, which makes the stereotype of men and women in other countries in their hearts fade a lot, and they even want to try to find men from other countries.

But it seems that men in other countries prefer clean and gentle women, such as captains?

"Alright, these fish should be almost enough, we can go back, and we can go when the engines on the boat are repaired."

"No problem, wait, Mr. Fisher, the second mate has flown over."

"Second mate?"

Hearing the reminder from the crew, Fisher turned his head to look above the sea, only to see Osie in mid-air, who had spread her wings in mid-air, leaving the mast of the Iceberg Queen and flying in this direction.

Fisher also thought that she had come to inquire about the number of fish, or to ask them to go back for lunch, and he was still thinking about how to trick Ossie from the mast to study, after all, she was the second officer of the Iceberg Queen, and she was also a little afraid of society, and she stayed on the mast every day to close herself, and some of them were not easy to start.

"Fisher"

"What's wrong?"

Osie's figure landed on the edge of the boat, and before she could catch her breath, a whispered but clear voice came from her cloak mouth,

"You brought the blonde girl on the ship, and got into a fight with the crew."

"Fighting?"

Fisher raised an eyebrow, and it wasn't until a second later that the image of Isabel, the youngest princess of the Godlyn royal family, came to mind, recalling her fragile appearance crouching in the corner of the demonic wooden ship.

And Ossie said that she got into a fight with the crew of the Sardinia women's country?

"You! What's going on?! ”

Pahertz's fat face was grinning, but when he was really angry, he was like a fierce tiger, and his loud voice was like a roar from the mountains and forests, which would make people subconsciously cover their ears and shrink when they heard it.

On the deck of the Iceberg Queen, she was scolding a crew member with his head bowed slightly, but maintaining a firm standing position, with his hands behind his back and motionless, when she heard Pahtz's roar, and the short hair on her head shook as if she were being shaken by her voice.

"First mate, me."

The reprimanded female soldier raised her head, only to see that her face was a little colorful, there was a little bruise in the lower part of the eye socket, and more of it was still obvious scratches, but the overall injury was not serious, but her expression was a little weak.

"Don't call me First Mate! Call me sir! Stand up for me! ”

"Yes, sir!"

Even after leaving the Satinia country, the shadow of the army still remained in their hearts, but when they heard Pahertz's roar, the reprimanded crew instantly straightened up.

"What does military discipline say? Forgot all about me?! Dare to give me a private fight, not to mention that it is a guest on the ship! You're going to turn the sky upside down, aren't you?! ”

"Report! No! ”

The crew member actually had other things to say to Pahertz, but she just straightened up and listened to Pahertz's reprimand, because the soldier must not interject while the commander spoke.

Behind Pahtz, Alagina, with her right hand wrapped in a bandage, looked at the cabin below deck, and the sound of wings flapping in her ears came from behind her, and she turned her head to look at the mast above her head, where Osie was back and nodded to herself.

Sure enough, Fisher's voice came from the side of the deck in the next second,

"What's wrong, Ossie said Isabel had a conflict with your crew?"

Aragina nodded, walked over to Fisher, who had gone up to the deck, and spoke to him,

"Well, but it's been stopped by the rest of the crew. My crew made a mistake and did something to your partner. I'm sorry. ”

Fisher didn't respond, he just glanced at the crew member who was bowing his head and being trained, she had a lot of wounds on her face, and while listening to the training, her lips were slightly pursed, and there was a little euphemism in it.

Seeing the crew's demeanor, Fisher's mind suddenly and inevitably had an idea that even he himself couldn't believe.

Could it be that Isabel made the first move, right?