The sharp whistle whistle was blown wildly in front of the ship, causing the crowd on the "Victory" to panic instantly. Gentlemen and ladies were busy gathering their bodyguards, while ordinary people who didn't hire them hid behind the influx of security guards, staring nervously at this side.

The impact beneath the surface continues.

"One, two, three, six. There really are six heads! Captain, what to do?! ”

The sailor at the front clung to the railing, roaring so hard that the green tendons on his neck were clearly distinguished.

In the midst of the surging waves, you can see giant fish objects tumbling around.

At least in Yager's eyes, calling this thing a 'fish-man' is too abstract. To be precise, it looks like some fish with legs.

No, who made this thing?

When he saw this dark green monster with thick cyan slime and prominent eyes climb onto the side of the ship, he was inevitably shocked by the ugliness beyond humans and fish.

The dark green scales shimmered in the sunlight, but from the broad fins at the bottom of the sides were webbed smooth fingers.

The appearance of the horror film immediately provoked a scream on the ship.

"Bang bang bang!"

However, almost as soon as it appeared, the gathered members of the security team poured out a few rifles and revolver bullets in their hands without hesitation.

Dazzling firelight erupted from the muzzle of the black hole, carving deep pits into the bow of the ship.

However, this pair of fish-people is actually nothing.

Dozens of bullets slammed into its thick scales, but only five were able to break through its defenses and tear through the curling flesh of its body.

Just skin and flesh!

The fish-man hissed like a baby's cry, causing the rest of his companions below the surface to become more ferocious and ram its hull wildly.

"No! Too much! ”

"The revolver can't pierce its scales! We need more rifles! ”

"How can I get my rifle again!!"

The sailors and security guards on the deck shouted at each other in a state of impatience.

Behind, the panicked crowd had begun to disagree, and it was difficult for even the hordes of security guards to calm down.

This alone brought a crisis to the ship "Victory", because they had no idea that there would be such an unusually small group of fish-people gathered on the shore of Beckland.

Originally, the bait of animal liver and pepper would cause them to fall directly into a semi-comatose state, which was convenient for quick killing.

But now, not only did the decoy fail to work due to the wrong number estimate, but the only extraordinary person on the ship, the Sequence Nine member from the Storm Church, failed to deal effective damage due to his ability to bias defense, and he could only use guns to delay the fish-man's movements.

Not to mention the others that are still desperately breaking through the hull under the surface.

The ship was in danger of sinking.

Just then, the fish-man went into action again!

The bullet that entered the flesh did not hinder it in a state of rage, and with the hiss of the eardrums that cracked with the sound, it rushed directly into the crowd—

The outermost side –

The slimmest black-haired figure!

There is no way, after all, judging by the fish-man's brain, which is only the size of a peanut kernel, the figure with the paleest complexion and the thinnest among a group of sailors must be the weakest!

So it didn't hesitate to pounce!

Yager: "."

How? Now even the fish people are discriminating?

Creator, in? Explain why all the monsters love to hit him!

And in the eyes of everyone, when the strong man of the Storm Church approached the edge of the ship, the black-haired young man deftly dodged, avoiding the protection of security and the attack of the fishmen.

The fish-man slammed into the iron railing very clumsily, making a loud 'bang'!

Immediately afterward, the young man frowned in disgust and pulled out a gorgeous gun from the inside of his coat

"Boom! Rumble! ”

The guns made two distinct buzzes!

And then again.

Everyone on deck, including the stunned captain and the storm man who froze in place, all stared blankly at the terrifying corpse that had exploded in two.

The giant tail of the fish-man who had just dominated the storm was swept directly to the bottom of the mast in the distance by the force of the impact, pulling out a trail of crimson blood that spread across most of the ship's side.

The second shot hit the other fish-man, who had just leaned over and climbed onto the deck, had completely lost his head, leaving only half of his body floating with the spray, stained red with the sea.

In this sudden silence, only Yager's calm justification can be heard:

"Sorry, please don't panic, I'm a member of the Church of the Night, and the guns are a little more powerful."

He pulled out the Night Emblem from his pocket.

After a long time, the storm strong man on the opposite side was the first to nod mechanically.

But in his brass-bell-wide eyes, he clearly wrote only one paragraph:

Don't lie to me!

Where is the Church of the Night so bloody and violent as you?!!

At noon, the Victory was at peace.

In addition to the wasted minced meat and completely disappeared skulls, the six fishmen of about two meters still left a lot of fish that could be made into lunch, and successfully distributed a small piece to each passenger.

Of course, as the one who killed them, Yager's plate was a special chunk.

"This is the most tender fish eye meat on the fish man, and it is known as a must-eat delicacy in the Sunia Sea. The chef also uses the most exquisite cooking methods to show our gratitude to you. Please take your time, Mr. Dressster. ”

A waiter respectfully lifts the iron lid to reveal the steaming smooth fish underneath.

Unlike their ugly appearance, the fish looks really delicious.

Yager thanked the waiter.

The spacious dining room was crowded with people holding wine glasses, laughing and discussing the taste of the fish, and occasionally casting awe-inspiring and secure glances at the area.

For the first time, many people think that sometimes it's okay for church members to be violent.

After all, they can easily deal with the fish-people, and in the Sunia Sea, they don't have to worry about elusive pirates anymore.

"Mr. Dresser," said Mrs. Anne, who was carrying wine and a plate, appeared across from Ager, her beautiful face with a very different seriousness than before, "may I have this opportunity to dine with you?" ”

"Of course, you may be seated."

Mrs. Anne took the opportunity to place the red wine in her hand on the snow-white tablecloth.

"It's a surprise, Mr. Dressster, that you are such a powerful member of the Church. Yes, the church of the church. ”

Her words were full of hints, as if to indicate that she knew something about the extraordinary.

"Didn't I mention it to you before? My husband, Auston Levitt, is now serving as Governor of Beckland, and I am travelling to make friends with the officials of the capital of the islands on his behalf. ”

"Given that the sea is still very dangerous, if we happen to be in the same lane, can you bother to take care of me a little more?"

"You're here to deal with the pirates, right? If you want me to say, they should have been officially cleaned up a long time ago, instead of releasing a bunch of them."

Yager, who was listening on the other side, finally swallowed a bite of fish and replied politely and quickly: "If you stop by, there is no problem, but I am not here to clean up the environment." ”

A bunch of stupid bounties worth tens of thousands of gold pounds. Sorry, what did you say? ”

Bright sunlight shines through the portholes, lighting up the clean wooden dining room.

It also illuminated the sudden pause in Yager's expression, and he gradually brought a strange smile.

"I mean, yes, I'm here to deal with pirates."

(End of chapter)