The sharp whistle was blown wildly in front of the ship, causing the crowd on the "Victory" to panic instantly. The gentlemen and ladies were busy summoning their own bodyguards, while ordinary people who did not hire these were hiding behind the incoming security team

, so nervous that he stared from afar.

The impact under the sea continues.

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

The sailor at the front clung to the railing and roared until the veins on his neck were clearly visible.

Among the surging waves, you can see giant fish objects surging.

At least in Yager's eyes, calling this thing a 'fish-man' is still a bit too abstract. To describe it more accurately, it looks like a fish with legs.

No, who made this thing?

When he saw this dark green monster with thick blue mucus and protruding eyes climbing up the side of the ship, he was inevitably shocked by the ugliness that surpassed humans and fish.

The dark green scales shimmered with blue-black reflections in the sunlight, but extending from the thick lower fins on both sides were smooth five-digit webbed fingers.

The appearance of a creeper straight out of a horror movie immediately sparked screams on the ship.

“Bang bang bang!”

However, almost as soon as it appeared, the gathered security members poured out bullets from several rifles and revolvers without hesitation.

Dazzling flames spurted out from the black holes of the guns, carving deep craters on the bow of the ship.

However, this is nothing to the fishmen.

Dozens of bullets pierced its thick scales, but only five were able to break through its defenses and open up the rolling layers of flesh on its body.

Just flesh!

The fish-man neighed like a baby crying, causing the other companions under the sea to become more ferocious and ram the hull of the ship crazily.

"No! Too many!"

"A revolver can't penetrate its scales! We need more rifles!"

"There's no time to get another rifle!!!"

The sailors and security personnel on the deck shouted at each other anxiously.

Behind the scenes, the panicked crowd had begun to become chaotic, and even the hordes of security personnel found it difficult to calm them down.

This one alone brought a crisis to the "Victory" ship, because they did not expect that there would be such an abnormal small group of fishmen gathering on the shore of Backlund.

Originally, the bait of animal liver and pepper would put them directly into a semi-comatose state, making it easier to kill them quickly.

But now, not only was the bait ineffective due to an incorrect estimate of the number, but the only Extraordinary equipped on the ship, a Sequence Nine member from the Church of Storms, also failed to cause effective damage because his ability was biased toward defense, and he could still only delay the attack of the murlocs through guns.

action.

Not to mention the other ones under the sea that were still desperately trying to break the hull.

The ship is in danger of sinking.

At this moment, the fishman started to act again!

The bullets that penetrated the flesh barely caused any hindrance to it in its furious state. With an eardrum-shattering roar, it rushed directly towards the crowd——

The outermost side——

The slender figure with black hair!

There is no way, after all, according to the judgment of the fishman's brain, which is only the size of a peanut, the figure with the palest skin and the thinnest among a group of sailors must be the weakest!

So it pounced on it without hesitation!

Yager: "."

What? Even fish people are discriminating now?

Creator, please explain why all monsters like to beat him!

And under the gaze of everyone, when the strong man from the Church of Storms came to cover the edge of the ship, the black-haired young man nimbly dodged, avoiding the protection of the security and the attack of the murlocs.

The fish-man was very clumsy and hit the iron railing hard, making a loud "thud" sound!

Immediately afterwards, the young man frowned in disgust and took out a gorgeous gun from the inside of his coat.

"Boom! Boom!"

The gun made two completely different buzzes!

And then.

Everyone on the deck, including the stunned captain and the stormy man who was stunned on the spot, all looked numbly at the horrific corpse that was blown into two pieces.

The one-meter-long giant tail of the murloc that had just conquered the world was blown away by the impact and flew to the bottom of the mast in the distance, leaving a trail of deep red blood that spread over half of the ship's side.

The second shot hit the other fish-man who had just climbed onto the deck and had completely lost his head. Only half of his body was left floating with the waves, dyeing the sea water red.

In this sudden silence, only Yager's calm defense could be heard:

"Sorry, please don't panic. I am a member of the Church of the Night, and my gun is just a little more powerful."

He took out the Holy Emblem of Night from his pocket.

After a long time, the strong storm man on the opposite side nodded mechanically for the first time.

But there was only one sentence written clearly in his eyes that were as wide as bells:

Do not lie to me!

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

At noon, the "Victory" returned to peace.

The six murlocs, which were nearly two meters tall, dug away the wasted minced meat and the completely missing skulls, but still left a lot of fish meat that could be made into lunch, and successfully distributed a small piece to each passenger.

Of course, as the one who killed them, Yager had a special piece on his plate.

"This is the most tender fish eye meat from a fishman, and it is known as a must-eat delicacy in the Sunya Sea. The chef also used the most exquisite cooking methods to express our gratitude to you. Please use it slowly, Mr. De Lester

.”

A waiter respectfully removed the iron dinner cover, revealing the steaming fresh and smooth fish underneath.

Unlike their ugly appearance, the fish meat looks really delicious.

Yager nodded and thanked the waiter.

The spacious restaurant was now filled with people drinking and drinking. The crowds gathered together in twos and threes holding wine glasses, laughing and discussing the taste of the fish, and from time to time they cast awe-inspiring and safe-looking glances at them.

For the first time, many people feel that sometimes it is good for church members to be a little violent.

After all, they can easily deal with the fishmen, and they no longer have to worry about the elusive pirates on the Sunian Sea.

"Mr. De Lester," Mrs. Anne, who was carrying red wine and a plate, appeared opposite Yager at this time, with a slightly different seriousness on her beautiful face, "Can I have this opportunity?"

Dine with you?"

"Of course, please sit down."

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

"It's really surprising, Mr. De Lester, I didn't expect you to be such a powerful member of the church. Yes, the church of the church."

Her words were full of hints, which seemed to indicate that she knew things about extraordinary beings.

"Didn't I mention it to you before? My husband, Auston Leavitt, is currently serving as the governor of Backlund. I am traveling this time to represent him and communicate with the officials in the capital of the archipelago."

"Since the sea is still very dangerous, if we happen to be in the same waterway, could you take the trouble to take care of me more?"

"You are here to deal with those pirates, right? Let me tell you, they should have been cleared away by the authorities a long time ago, instead of releasing a bunch of them."

Yager, who was listening on the other side, finally swallowed a mouthful of fish and politely replied quickly: "If you come along, no problem, but I'm not here to clean up the environment."

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

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

It also illuminated the sudden pause in Yager's expression, and his smile that gradually took on a strange meaning.

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