"I don't have that much energy to mobilize them. As the natural enemies of mermaids and sahuagins, so many appeared at once. It is reasonable to send troops to suppress the encirclement and suppression."
Samajar felt a little more relaxed at this time. After all, his abilities were still very limited, and the scenes he saw through the raven might not necessarily come true.
"No, if you didn't invite them, how did you know they would come to support them?" Celine immediately found the flaw in the other party's words and asked.
This question is a bit embarrassing to ask, because it obviously involves a relatively deep secret. Sherlock can be forgiven for asking, but it is not suitable for you as an outsider.
"Now is not the time to talk about this. Our identities are not very clean. We should leave quickly before coming into contact with the Royal Guards." Sherlock made a timely rescue.
Under the dual pressure of quantity and strength, the defeat of the sahuagin was only a matter of time. Lysis, who knew that the defeat was irreversible, gave them a fierce look and disappeared.
Without these two major obstacles, the group of them left very smoothly. After running far enough away, they found another sunken ship and rested.
As soon as he sat down, Sherlock just said a few words of hypocritical condolences before Celine choked him back.
"If you want to watch the fall, just watch it. We won't die."
After two days of getting along with each other, the sword mage had actually figured out his thoughts. It seemed that the two of them were very compatible.
"Now, let's take a glass of Wurong wine each. Don't call me stingy. I'm sure you haven't drank it before." He took out four glasses of wine and handed them over one after another.
Halfway through the delivery, the unconscious Bentifel's nose twitched, and before he even opened his eyes, his head had already been stretched out: "Well, I smell the smell of wine."
Orcs have the same two hobbies as dwarves, and that is drinking and bragging. If they can brag while drinking, their lives will be satisfied.
"I haven't drunk Wurong wine in many years." Celine said with a full aftertaste while holding the wine glass.
"The specialties of the Mist Land are indeed rare outside." Samagar agreed.
"Such an amount is not enough to drink. When I drank this on Simo Island, I drank it by the barrel." Jinbei's tone was full of dissatisfaction.
Although the three of them were talking about wine, Sherlock always felt like they were mocking him.
"That's right, don't doubt it, we are just mocking you!" Samajar met his eyes and then admitted openly.
"Captain, if you still want someone to cooperate with your performance in the future, put away your dirty smile immediately." Sherlock needs to emphasize his role. For a caring second male lead like him, you can find the entire protagonist.
I can't even find the second one.
"Well, you are indeed quite important." Samajal immediately put away his smile, and then brought the topic to the unfinished invitation.
His pirate group really needs Jinbei, a fish-man, to join him, in every aspect.
Jinbei met those serious eyes and knew it was time to make a decision.
In fact, he was sold by a human slave-catching team to an acrobatic troupe in Sambia when he was very young.
Although he was beaten and humiliated every day, compared to other companions, his fate was considered good. At least he had the right to live.
The encounter with Miklos can be said to be another turning point in his destiny. The eldest son of the Selkirk family has shown a temperament that is incompatible with the entire Sambian society since he was a child.
The other party bought him and entrusted him to a wandering monk, hoping that the adventurer could bring him back to the tribe.
It just backfired. This monk was not a kind person. After taking a large commission, he took him to Star Dusk City on the Dragon Coast. After squandering all the money, he sold him to a pirate.
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Although this behavior caused Jinbei to live a homeless life for seven years, from the bottom of his heart, he did not really hate this monk.
Because in those few days of getting along, the other party taught him a lot of survival skills and combat skills. It was this knowledge and ability that supported him through the next adventure, until he later entered the Royal Guard.
It is these experiences that have shaped the Kaixia Jinbei he is today, and it is precisely because of these experiences that deep down in his heart he always has a faint disdain for what Samagal describes.
But after going through this battle, he suddenly discovered that there seemed to be nothing about the other party that he was qualified to look down upon. The reason for his disdain seemed to stem more from a kind of fear.
The more he saw, the more he knew, and the more he feared. He knew how difficult it was to realize this ideal, so difficult that he didn't even dare to own it, so he wanted to comfort himself with disdain.
"Jinbei, I am not a person with a holy heart. Do you know why I was so determined to save you when we first met when we were children?"
Samajar took a look and asked himself: "Because I saw a rare resilience in you, and the facts proved that I was not wrong, so I am very strange, why did you accept my invitation?"
Would be so hesitant.”
"After Imuke and Rogge, I will become the new Pirate King. At that time, the entire Sea of Fallen Stars will usher in a new order, in which everyone can gain freedom, dignity and life.
The right to go down.”
"Isn't this exactly what you want?"
Samajar looked at Jinbei's eyes, his eyes revealing an unusual confidence and sincerity, which even made people completely ignore the arrogance in his words.
Jinbei was already inclined to agree, but now that the other party had fully stated what he wanted, he naturally no longer hesitated.
"I hope you can remember what you said now, Captain." He said with a serious face. It is a matter of ideals, and no one would not take it seriously.
"Never forget."
System prompt: Jinbei has joined your Silver Crow Pirates.
Sherlock also sincerely looks forward to Jinbe's joining. This fish-man's strength and character are obvious to all, and he is definitely a partner he can trust with his life.
This matter was finally understood, and then came his favorite moment. The fish-men commander before had dropped quite a lot of things, and he had not seen any of them.
The first one was naturally the job transfer scroll that he looked forward to the most.
Job transfer scroll (Tidecaller): Give the scroll to the relevant NPC to open the corresponding second job challenge.
Tidecaller, the name sounds quite domineering, but this second-level profession, which is obviously suitable for players within the water area, really cannot be sold at a high price.
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