Chapter 205: Wolf Fangs

"Actually, the stinger dolphin itself is not poisonous, but because its food contains poisonous spotted shells (D-class poisonous pet animals), resulting in the accumulation of toxins in some organs."

Hazel tried to explain to Bolton how terrible the Stinger Dolphin's poison was.

But his brain circuits really don't care about such trivial things.

Bolton's eyes lit up as he placed the rattan basket in front of Hézel.

The rattan basket looked like it had been used for a long time, and Hézel couldn't tell what kind of plant rattan it was made of.

More than a dozen stinger dolphins were piled up in the rattan frame, and only one occasionally jumped slightly.

"What is this?"

Hazel was puzzled by Bolton's behavior, and he had already made it quite clear that the stinger dolphin was poisonous and could not be eaten.

"Whoop~Whoa~"

So as long as the poisonous organs are removed, the stinger dolphin can be eaten, right?

Little Miss, you are simply the lucky star brought to me by the Queen, if nothing else, will you still dispose of the poisonous organs?

Seeing Burton's expectant expression, Hazel felt that what she had just said was all about playing the piano to the cow.

It seemed that the other party's mind was already full of how to eat the poisonous needle dolphin, and she could only spread her hands.

"I won't."

Hagiel's mind really only has a comparison of the body of the stinger dolphin and the ordinary pufferfish.

But she had never hunted pet animals, let alone how to cook.

"Whew~"

Little Miss, this basket is full of stinger dolphins, try it, I don't want to have a stomachache anymore.

As he spoke, Bolton actually burst into tears, and large teardrops wet the red hairs on his cheeks.

It looked like a stray puppy abandoned in the heavy rain.

Although Bolton is like this, Hazel still has psychological pressure.

"I really can't do this by killing monsters with my own hands."

She is indeed a little helpless, and killing the monster will cause a great shadow to her.

Bolton laughed, quite brightly, and howled:

"Whew~"

It's just a small thing, in fact, this batch of poisonous needle dolphins was caught by me at noon, and now even if I put it back into the river, I won't be able to survive.

Little miss, even if you don't deal with them, they will have to get into my stomach as well, or I'll be hungry today.

Bolton shifted his position, lay on the ground, and gently shook Hazel's arm with his two paws. Large, watery eyes were revealed.

"Kri."

"South-South."

Both Little Ruoruo and Alger stopped eating and watched the incredible scene.

A strong monster is coquettish to other monsters? Is the Standing Demon Wolf this kind of character?

Somehow, Hazel reached out and gently touched Bolton's head.

The first time he was touched on his fragile head, Bolton almost subconsciously wanted to bite it.

It's just that this weak monster, no matter how you look at it, is it just touching him, isn't this the etiquette of their country?

It feels weird, but it's a little comfortable.

Hazel stroked Bolton's prickly hair, and made up her mind.

Bolton is her lifesaver, and it is not a big deal to cook a meal for him, just treat it as an ordinary ingredient.

"Burton, do you have a knife here?"

"Huh?"

Knife, what is it?

Burton looked at Hézel with big ignorant eyes, how could he not understand any of what this young lady said.

He's a man of culture.

"Knives are used to cut things."

In order to prevent Bolton from not understanding this, Hazel also made a neck cut.

"Whew~"

Well, I usually use my fingernails and teeth.

Burton scratched his head in embarrassment, there was nothing better in his worldview than teeth and claws.

But he looked at Hazel's rough nails, and knew that it was unlikely that the little lady would use them for work.

"Whew~"

Why don't I fold a nail for you?

As he spoke, Bolton relented.

Break the nail of the little finger of the left hand with your right hand!

"Whew......"

Although his movements can be described as vigorous, it is not easy to break his nails, and he almost broke his little finger.

"Kri!"

Wait, Mr. Burton! Do you have teeth that have fallen out before?

Facing Bolton, who had a meal, Xiao Ruoruo couldn't bear to watch Bolton torture herself like this, so she came up with an idea.

"Whew~"

You wait for me to find out.

Bolton grinned, it was indeed a good idea, and he ran under a large tree and began to dig the earth.

It didn't take long to return to the wooden table with a small box.

When the box was opened, there were many teeth neatly stacked inside—seemingly all of which Bolton had replaced himself.

"South-South~"

The Standing Demon Wolf Clan actually has the habit of collecting teeth.

As a native of Bourton, Alger still knows the monsters of Boi.

"Whew~"

What if you throw it around, if someone steps on it.

Little Miss, do you see if there are any teeth suitable for making "knives"?

Hazel took the box, and although there seemed to be a picture of such a thing in his memory, it was the first time he had seen the actual thing.

Shaped like a crescent moon, the teeth are long and thin, sharp as a sickle, and there are several horizontal bands of blood on them.

This is exactly the same as the wolf's tooth recorded in the book.

She picked one up casually and gestured twice, feeling a little lightweight.

Hazel swiped lightly against the wooden table, almost without frustration, more easily than cutting tofu.

"Mr. Burton, is there any energy left in the tooth that has been removed?"

She felt a little incredible, the wolf's fangs were able to cut through the table for its own sharp reasons, but after all, it was because of the energy residue on it.

"Whew~"

Yes, isn't it this kind of energy that magicians can use to release the moves of the Demon Wolf Clan?

There are also a few alchemists who want to buy these teeth from me for battle items.

I don't agree, isn't it good to keep these things in your own mind? I don't have that time to practice on my own, so I have to borrow the strength of others.

It's a bad idea if you don't have enough strength to deal with danger after you run out of items.

Burton pursed his lips disdainfully, as if he was quite disdainful of the act of borrowing external forces.

"Huh."

Wait, you're not going to join forces to deceive me, are you?

Burton's eyes widened, he felt that he had a point, and quickly picked up the box and hid it behind him with his backhand.

It's just that he immediately sensed that something was wrong.

In case they are really bad guys, I will find out at this time, and the pumpkin essence and the little swan together can't beat them.

With Burton's words, an inexplicable smell of gunpowder began to permeate.

The fighting spirit on Bolton's body is getting stronger and stronger, and a big battle is about to break out.