The red moon hung high, and Crane walked over to Donna and Denton's siblings and crouched down.

Cecil, Conceil, Creces's female companion, breathed a sigh of relief, picked up the rifle on the deck, leaned over, and walked briskly in the other direction, still about ten meters away from the peppercorn-sprinkled pig and cow offal.

"Uncle, are you going to start......" Donna, a girl with playful freckles, was suddenly a little nervous, but her face was full of curiosity and expectation.

Crane raised his left index finger and put it in front of his mouth, signaling the two underage ones to silence.

At this time, he couldn't help but thank Russell, it was precisely because of the efforts of the predecessors of the traverser that some of his habitual gestures could become the common body language in the Northern Continent, so as not to be misunderstood.

It is said that at the beginning of the Fifth Age, the gesture "don't speak" was insulting in Rune, and in some parts of the Southern Continent, it meant "kiss me...... Crane's thoughts drifted a little for a moment.

Donna and Denton didn't dare to speak again, and crouched quietly, watching intently as Cleves prepared for battle.

The former adventurer picked up a boom and threw the silk thread from which a portion of the pig's entrails hung over the side of the ship.

Poof, the bait enters the water.

Unhurriedly, Cleves spread out the remaining entrails, took his weapon, and stepped back step by step, hiding in the shadows opposite Cecil, and the two formed an angle of about 60 degrees to the line of the ship's side with the boom.

Leaning on the triangular thorn and other weapons, he raised his rifle and tried the feeling of aiming.

The deck was completely silent, save for the roar of the steam engines and the crashing of the waves against the ship.

As the minutes ticked by, Donna and Denton couldn't help but change to squatting and sitting, leaning their backs against the planks of the cabin to soothe the numbness of their legs.

It was then that they saw the boom on the side of the ship sink.

The muffled grinding sound went up quickly, getting closer and closer, and suddenly, a figure jumped onto the deck.

It was a crimson moonlit monster, covered in dark green scales and dripping with bluish slime.

It doesn't bear much resemblance to humans, like a giant fish with strong limbs and noticeable webbing in the gaps between its hands and feet.

This fish-man is more than 1.9 meters tall, with round eyes, long gills on his cheeks, and his appearance is like a legendary monster, and he can see that Donna reached out to cover his mouth to prevent himself from screaming instinctively.

At the same time, she also covered her brother Denton's mouth.

Consciousness is good...... Klein chuckled and took a hard look at the fish-man.

Unlike the "sailors" he had seen before get out of control, the real fish-people didn't have human-like heads, they were pure monsters.

The fish-man looked around a little warily before squatting down, picking up the pig and cow entrails scattered on the ground, and quickly stuffing them into his mouth, making a distinct chewing sound.

In its predominantly white eyes, the radiance gradually faded, as if it had fallen into a dream.

The IQ is not high...... Klein shook his head and gave judgment.

Bang!

Cleves pulled the trigger, and a bullet flew out of the rifle and instantly hit the fish-man's chest and abdomen, shattering the scales and splattering flesh.

"Wow!" the fish-man let out a child's cry, and with his hands folded, he pounced on Cleves in the shadows, as fast as a steam train.

At this time, Cecil, who was in another position, also opened fire.

Bang!

The rifle bullet struck the fish-man's side ribs, sending a scatter of fragments and a staggering figure.

The Fish-Man who had eaten the peppercorns appeared visibly sluggish, and it stopped there, not knowing which direction to deal with first.

And this gave Cleves and Cecil a chance to load their loads.

They took aim again, pulling the trigger back and forth.

Bang!

Two blood flowers bloomed one after another, and the pain made the fish-man's eyes clear again.

It pounced, dodged the follow-up shots, and approached Cleves as if it weren't hurt.

Cleves methodically lowered the rifle in his hand and picked up the triangular thorn leaning against it.

He didn't dodge, but advanced, jumped forward, rolled to the side of the fish-man, and the three-edged thorn in his hand pierced hard and accurately into the place where the scales of the side ribs of the prey were broken.

The fish-man spun around and brought up a gust of wind to flung the triangular thorn out along with Cleves, causing the former adventurer to fall to the deck with a thud.

The fish-man shook its head, as if sensing a strong discomfort in its body, and instead of attacking Cleves and Cecil, it strode to the side of the ship in an attempt to leap into the sea.

Bang!

Cecil's bullet hit it again, creating blood-colored flowers, but it still didn't incapacitate.

After two kicks, the fish-man ran to the right place, his knees bent and about to jump.

However, as soon as its body was weak, it failed to exert its strength, and the distance it jumped out of was obviously not enough, so it could only fall on the inside of the ship.

Bang!

The fish-man was carrying the damage of his rifle and wanted to climb over the side of the ship.

Seeing that its escape was in sight, Crane took out his revolver.

At this moment, a loud bang came from the other direction!

The fish-man's left eye then turned into a blood-colored hole, allowing one to faintly see the wriggling pale gelatinous substance inside.

It wasn't dead yet, lying on its stomach in the cabin, crawling as hard as it could, trying to get back on its feet.

After a few seconds, the toxicity erupted, and it convulsed and died completely.

Klein followed the sound and saw a middle-aged man walk out of the shadows leading to the cabin on the other side.

The middle-aged man wore a thick dark red coat, white baggy trousers, and a boat-shaped hat that was standard for this era.

He carried an iron-colored handcuff that was ahead of his time, and white smoke was emitting from the thick black muzzle.

Klein had been introduced by the waiter before, and knew this man, knowing that he was the captain of the White Onyx, Irlan Kag.

Erlan, who had obvious wrinkles at the corners of his eyes, forehead, and mouth, walked up to Cleves and smiled slightly:

"As a skipper, I have to make sure that there are no accidents.

"Please forgive me for watching from the sidelines. ”

Cleves had already stood up, and there was no emotion exposed:

"This is your ship.

"As is customary, you have the right to share the spoils. ”

Erlan glanced sideways at Klein and the others, and said with a smile:

"The next time you replenish water and food will be in two days, and you'll have to find a way to preserve the fish-man's corpse yourself.

"It's better to sell it to me cheaper, and the difference is even what I deserve. ”

"It's the best way to go. Cleves and Cecil exchanged glances, and agreed to Ellan's request, "For £130, it's all yours." ”

The market price of the extraordinary material on the mermaid is between 150 and 200 pounds, and considering the other spiritual parts, 130 pounds is indeed very cheap...... However, Cleves and they can only do this, this is Erlan's ship, and there is a large group of armed sailors and crew to help him, and if he really wants to talk about it, he can sink everyone present into the sea in a minute...... Provided, of course, that I don't mix...... Well, it can be seen that Cleves and Cecil are not extraordinary, at least not in the field of fighting and shooting, but Aylan is a little suspicious...... Klein stood up and listened to the trade.

"No, you seem to have misunderstood something, I'm not threatening you, £150, that's a fair price. Ellan Kag called a sailor and gave him the key to the safe.

"You're the 'just Ellan'?" Cecil seemed to remember his nickname at sea.

Erlan laughed and said:

"Yes. ”

At this moment, the two siblings, Donna and Denton, who were stunned by the fierce battle and the living monster before, jumped up, ran over excitedly and scared, and approached the fish-man's body.

"It, is it really dead?" Donna kicked the fish-man in the body with her toes, then jumped away as if she was afraid of the other's resurrection, hiding behind her brother.

"What a monster!" Denton said, taking a breath and his eyes wide.

"On the sea, there are a lot of monsters, in fact, this should not be called a fish man, it has limbs and can stand, it has no place in common with humans, I prefer to call it a fish monster. Erlan smiled gently.

He then crouched down, pulled out a knife, and sliced open the fish-man's cheek under the eye, revealing a little red of white flesh inside.

"The most delicious part of the fish man, good for eating raw. Erlan carefully cut it off and handed it to Donna, "You remind me of my daughter, but alas, she has grown up and has a family of her own. ”

"I, I don't dare to eat ......," Donna said as she looked at the thin slice of meat poked at the tip of the dagger.

"Haha, which of you would like to try?" Ellan smiled and looked around.

After confirming that the spiritual intuition was not reminded of anything, Klein nodded:

"I'm curious. ”

Erlan immediately handed him the dagger:

"Try it, on land, even if you are a nobleman, you may not have the opportunity to eat it.

"This is not a fish man, this is a fish monster, which can be understood as a mutated fish. ”

He was dispelling the fear of the siblings.

Klein wanted to ask if there were any condiments such as mustard and soy sauce, but seeing that the other party didn't mention it, it was difficult to speak, for fear of appearing uninformed.

He took the dagger, bit down on the tender piece of blood-stained flesh, and swallowed it into his mouth.

It was a melt-in-your-mouth feeling, with a faint smell of blood, with just the right amount of saltiness, which perfectly set off the deliciousness and sweetness of the meat.

Klein chewed twice, only to feel that the tender and delicious meat of this fish was only seen in his life.

"It was amazing. He gave a thumbs up without hesitation.

Donna watched the whole process curiously, and suddenly became intrigued by the flesh of the fish-man's cheeks.

This overwhelmed her fear and disgust, so she came up with the idea of trying.

Erlan complied, smiling as she watched her eyes close and her face crumpled as she bit into the slices of flesh.

Donna's expression gradually relaxed, and soon opened her eyes, and praised excitedly:

"Indescribably delicious!"

With her drive, Denton, Cecil and the others ate the already small amount of cheek meat, and they were both satisfied and not satisfied, satisfied with the taste, and not satisfied with the portion.

Seeing that Erlan had eaten the last piece, Cleves pointed to the fish-man's body and said:

"The meat on the two ribs is suitable for frying, and the belly meat is grilled on fire, and the other parts are difficult to eat. ”

"Consistent with my thoughts. "I'll let the chef do it at once, and it's a very pleasant thing to enjoy the food and wine together, and to exchange legends about the sea." ”

Looking forward to it...... But why did a good hunt turn into a food exchange...... Crane swallowed.

PS: Two chapters are completed today, and I ask for a recommended ticket for a monthly pass~