The smell of this canned wolf fish is really exciting... not only smells, but also disgusting... It's simply a biochemical poison!Klein squatted in the corner and waited for more than ten seconds before he returned to normal.
At that moment before, he underestimated the smell of canned wolf fish and failed to make the most effective response in time. He did not use paper man stand-in or create invisible air tubes on the spot, pretending to be breathing underwater.
Now, he finally deeply realized how wise it is to not be able to open canned wolf fish in public!
Huh... Klein breathed, stood up slowly, carried his luggage, and walked out of the dock step by step.
His first impression of this city called Nas was that most of the houses were white and stone materials were widely used. The second was that the location was not too northerly, but the temperature was quite cold. Even if it was April, it was still only a few degrees Celsius. The third was that there were many whaling houses, and the huge white whales were dismembered into skin, flesh, fat, bones and gray amber.
The latter two are the skirts that can be used as banquet dresses, and the other is the top spices. Whether it is used as incense or adding perfume, they are all luxury goods that only nobles and rich people can enjoy.
As for the skin, flesh and fat of white whales, they also have their own uses. They can make clothes, become food, and refine oils respectively.
In Nas, in the Galgas Islands, the cooking of beluga whales has formed a unique culture with a variety of techniques and reputations in the restaurant.
Klein passed by whaling houses and saw the peeled fat being carried by a carriage and headed to a factory with black smoke not far away, which was a refinery with Galgas characteristics. The fat of the white whales will be refined into whale oil, put into bottles and barrels, and become outstanding fuel and blood of certain industries.
Very distinctive... Klein exhaled white breath from his mouth and stopped to watch for a while.
After leaving the port and coming to the city, waves of noisy Fsak language came into his ears.
Klein, who mastered the ancient Foxac language, the source of the Northern Continental language, had long been familiar with the words of the northern barbarians. He turned his head and looked over and saw tall and golden-haired people holding banners and parading on the streets.
The banner at the forefront clearly states their demands for resistance:
Oppose the abuse of white whales, we need sustainable development!
Puff... Klein almost lost his composure and immediately believed that 99% of the concept of sustainable development was invented by Emperor Rossell the Great.
With a look, he looked at the banners behind him, and became more aware of the purpose of the parade:
Whaling is surviving, not enjoying it!
Humans are no more noble than beluga whales!
The greedy demon leaves Nas!
At this time, policemen in gray uniforms held shields, long forks and sticks to block the march.
After a brief quarrel, the scene quickly became intense.
Many young people in the parade threw out open canned wolf fish and lit spirits with strips of cloth stuffed with lit ones. The police no longer restrained them and pushed them over and beat them with a shield against the stick.
Klein pinched his nose and looked at the fires on the street. He found that many pedestrians had no feelings about it. Except for a small number of onlookers, the rest were heading towards their destination normally.
It seems that this is something that happens often in Nas... Did the parades turn into conflict?
It is worthy of being the Fsack Empire... Klein muttered a few words, bypassed the street, and found a hotel to stay in.
He still registered with the name German Sparrow, and he was not worried at all that the intelligence spread by Lieutenant General Tracy would make the Night Goddess Church treat him as a faceless man, because he would not go on the whaling route to look for the mermaids who have become goddess believers, and intend to go straight to the dangerous area on the easternmost part of the Sunian Sea.
As for the security issues in the Galgas Islands, he doesn't have to worry about it. This is a colony of the Fsak Empire. The only legal religious organization is the Church of the Goddess of War, who are very hostile to the Church of the Goddess of the Night.
Klein was originally worried that he would meet many faceless people here and go to the next door to enjoy a whale dish, but later, after careful thinking, this possibility was rationally ruled out.
This is because extraordinary people who have the diviner path are rare. Over Sequence 8, Klein has only encountered three. Second, the extraordinary people who have exceeded Sequence 6 are not weeds everywhere. Even if this is a paradise for pirates, the bounty amount of 5,000 pounds is a rare animal. Third, the faceless people will take a whale boat to find a mermaid, either start to believe in goddesses, sink to the bottom of the sea or serve as a researcher, or have a high IQ, seize the opportunity, successfully advance, and leave safely, and rarely stay in the Galgas Islands for too long.
There were no more than two people in the entire Nas except me... Klein sorted out his clothes and did not rush to contact General Kadeliya, who came to the street in a good mood and looked for food according to what he heard on the journey.
Raw beluga whale slices, fried whale steak, skinned whale oil, grilled whale meat... Klein is like an authentic traveler, changing to three restaurants and tasting different foods.
Not bad, quite distinctive, the fishy smell is not heavy, but it is very appetizing and tempting... hiccup... Klein covered his mouth and came to the street and found that the street lights here were sparse, but the light in the houses on both sides was bright, which relieved the darkness of the night to some extent.
The cold wind came through the ocean, causing Klein to raise his hand and pull up his collar. The blue sleeve nail shone away the light and was deeply embedded in the wrist.
Compared to rings, sleeve nails are more in line with German Sparrow's character image, so Klein did not blame the craftsman for changing the requirements without authorization.
The harmonica that solidifies the ritual of summoning spiritual creatures is completely consistent with Klein's intention. It can be used for one and a half years, and it is silver-white all over, exquisite and beautiful.
When he got the harmonica, Klein imagined a scene like this: a crazy and powerful adventurer leaned against the edge of the ship in a quiet night under the deep moonlight, playing a sad melody with the harmonica.
Unfortunately, this harmonica cannot make any sound at all, and can only be used to summon Renette Tynikol.
Shaking his head invisibly, Klein walked steadily on the empty and cold streets of Nas and returned to the hotel.
He adjusted his condition with his sleep the next morning and went to Gray Amber Street and entered a grocery store called Fanatic Whale Dance.
After looking at the gray-haired boss who was one head taller than himself, Crane tapped the counter with a finger and said in Fsak:
Buy whale oil.
The boss's face was crisscrossed with wrinkles, but he was wearing only a coat made of white whale skin. The light-colored patterns had a strange beauty.
How many?The boss was drinking strong wine without caring about the messy arrangement of the goods.
One quarter barrel.Klein replied as agreed.
The boss's drinking movements slowed down and he pestled the brown-green wine bottle in his hand to the counter:
Do you want to have a bite?The highest purity of Nepos, the mistress of all the Fsak men!
This is a distilled liquor specialty of Fsak, made of potatoes or grains. It is famous for its high degree and stimulation like flames. Compared with Sunia blood wine, it is quite cheap and more popular among ordinary Fsak people.
Need not.Klein shook his head.
The boss laughed:
What kind of man is not drinking Nepos?
Is there only lady left in Ruin?
He guru took another sip and said:
Who introduced you to?
Ms. Gelt Muses.Klein said a style mix.
The boss suddenly let out a breath, and the strong smell of alcohol immediately lingers around.
He staggered up like a white bear performing in a circus.
After instructing the clerk, he led Klein all the way to the small room on the second floor of the warehouse behind.
Let me search, let me search... The boss murmured and squatted down.
Klein controlled his face and remembered a joke that was widely circulated in the Kingdom of Roone:
Q: When did Fsack’s man not get drunk?A: When it's in my mother's belly.
After waiting for a while, Klein saw the boss rummaging out a pure crystal ball.
Then, the drunk White Bear turned his back to Klein, rubbed the crystal ball with his hands, and whispered the difficult and difficult Guhemis.
The room gradually became dim, and all the lightless corners suddenly became deep, as if exuding a strange attraction.
The crystal ball quickly lit up, and a woman in a black classical robe appeared.
She has a melon-shaped face, her skin is very white, and her eyes are slightly purple and dark, full of mystery.
I saw the true appearance of a member of the Tarot Society again... Klein took a step forward and took the crystal ball.
The hermit opposite the crystal ball also saw clearly the world here: black hair and brown eyes, thin face, and clear edges.
Her eyes were slightly condensed, and she hesitated for a second before opening her mouth and said:
Germansparo?
She found that the true strength and level of the members of the Tarot Society were much stronger than she expected: the world turned out to be the crazy hunter Germansparo, a pirate general-level!
I had no problem with all kinds of judgments about the world before... I was restrained, deep, experienced and cruel... I felt that I was not too surprised by the general of the Star.
Yes, Ms. Gadriya.Klein signaled the boss to leave the room.
When it became extremely quiet here, General Kadeliya, the star, spoke again:
I'm curious, how did you recognize me?I was always careful when I attended the party.
At that time, the world that requested to communicate alone was the General of the Star when she opened her mouth, which really scared her.
It is also based on this factor that she chose to take over the world's commission.
secret.Klein smiled politely.
Because he didn't want the other party to think of Mr. Fool, he added:
Your eyes are very distinctive.
Can I understand this as a compliment to me?Gadriya smiled suddenly.
She believed that the previous world only suspected that she was the General of the Star through the eyes and other details, but she did not confirm it, so she tried it through language, and her own reaction told him the correct answer.
Klein didn't respond, and asked instead:
When will we set out?
At that moment before, he underestimated the smell of canned wolf fish and failed to make the most effective response in time. He did not use paper man stand-in or create invisible air tubes on the spot, pretending to be breathing underwater.
Now, he finally deeply realized how wise it is to not be able to open canned wolf fish in public!
Huh... Klein breathed, stood up slowly, carried his luggage, and walked out of the dock step by step.
His first impression of this city called Nas was that most of the houses were white and stone materials were widely used. The second was that the location was not too northerly, but the temperature was quite cold. Even if it was April, it was still only a few degrees Celsius. The third was that there were many whaling houses, and the huge white whales were dismembered into skin, flesh, fat, bones and gray amber.
The latter two are the skirts that can be used as banquet dresses, and the other is the top spices. Whether it is used as incense or adding perfume, they are all luxury goods that only nobles and rich people can enjoy.
As for the skin, flesh and fat of white whales, they also have their own uses. They can make clothes, become food, and refine oils respectively.
In Nas, in the Galgas Islands, the cooking of beluga whales has formed a unique culture with a variety of techniques and reputations in the restaurant.
Klein passed by whaling houses and saw the peeled fat being carried by a carriage and headed to a factory with black smoke not far away, which was a refinery with Galgas characteristics. The fat of the white whales will be refined into whale oil, put into bottles and barrels, and become outstanding fuel and blood of certain industries.
Very distinctive... Klein exhaled white breath from his mouth and stopped to watch for a while.
After leaving the port and coming to the city, waves of noisy Fsak language came into his ears.
Klein, who mastered the ancient Foxac language, the source of the Northern Continental language, had long been familiar with the words of the northern barbarians. He turned his head and looked over and saw tall and golden-haired people holding banners and parading on the streets.
The banner at the forefront clearly states their demands for resistance:
Oppose the abuse of white whales, we need sustainable development!
Puff... Klein almost lost his composure and immediately believed that 99% of the concept of sustainable development was invented by Emperor Rossell the Great.
With a look, he looked at the banners behind him, and became more aware of the purpose of the parade:
Whaling is surviving, not enjoying it!
Humans are no more noble than beluga whales!
The greedy demon leaves Nas!
At this time, policemen in gray uniforms held shields, long forks and sticks to block the march.
After a brief quarrel, the scene quickly became intense.
Many young people in the parade threw out open canned wolf fish and lit spirits with strips of cloth stuffed with lit ones. The police no longer restrained them and pushed them over and beat them with a shield against the stick.
Klein pinched his nose and looked at the fires on the street. He found that many pedestrians had no feelings about it. Except for a small number of onlookers, the rest were heading towards their destination normally.
It seems that this is something that happens often in Nas... Did the parades turn into conflict?
It is worthy of being the Fsack Empire... Klein muttered a few words, bypassed the street, and found a hotel to stay in.
He still registered with the name German Sparrow, and he was not worried at all that the intelligence spread by Lieutenant General Tracy would make the Night Goddess Church treat him as a faceless man, because he would not go on the whaling route to look for the mermaids who have become goddess believers, and intend to go straight to the dangerous area on the easternmost part of the Sunian Sea.
As for the security issues in the Galgas Islands, he doesn't have to worry about it. This is a colony of the Fsak Empire. The only legal religious organization is the Church of the Goddess of War, who are very hostile to the Church of the Goddess of the Night.
Klein was originally worried that he would meet many faceless people here and go to the next door to enjoy a whale dish, but later, after careful thinking, this possibility was rationally ruled out.
This is because extraordinary people who have the diviner path are rare. Over Sequence 8, Klein has only encountered three. Second, the extraordinary people who have exceeded Sequence 6 are not weeds everywhere. Even if this is a paradise for pirates, the bounty amount of 5,000 pounds is a rare animal. Third, the faceless people will take a whale boat to find a mermaid, either start to believe in goddesses, sink to the bottom of the sea or serve as a researcher, or have a high IQ, seize the opportunity, successfully advance, and leave safely, and rarely stay in the Galgas Islands for too long.
There were no more than two people in the entire Nas except me... Klein sorted out his clothes and did not rush to contact General Kadeliya, who came to the street in a good mood and looked for food according to what he heard on the journey.
Raw beluga whale slices, fried whale steak, skinned whale oil, grilled whale meat... Klein is like an authentic traveler, changing to three restaurants and tasting different foods.
Not bad, quite distinctive, the fishy smell is not heavy, but it is very appetizing and tempting... hiccup... Klein covered his mouth and came to the street and found that the street lights here were sparse, but the light in the houses on both sides was bright, which relieved the darkness of the night to some extent.
The cold wind came through the ocean, causing Klein to raise his hand and pull up his collar. The blue sleeve nail shone away the light and was deeply embedded in the wrist.
Compared to rings, sleeve nails are more in line with German Sparrow's character image, so Klein did not blame the craftsman for changing the requirements without authorization.
The harmonica that solidifies the ritual of summoning spiritual creatures is completely consistent with Klein's intention. It can be used for one and a half years, and it is silver-white all over, exquisite and beautiful.
When he got the harmonica, Klein imagined a scene like this: a crazy and powerful adventurer leaned against the edge of the ship in a quiet night under the deep moonlight, playing a sad melody with the harmonica.
Unfortunately, this harmonica cannot make any sound at all, and can only be used to summon Renette Tynikol.
Shaking his head invisibly, Klein walked steadily on the empty and cold streets of Nas and returned to the hotel.
He adjusted his condition with his sleep the next morning and went to Gray Amber Street and entered a grocery store called Fanatic Whale Dance.
After looking at the gray-haired boss who was one head taller than himself, Crane tapped the counter with a finger and said in Fsak:
Buy whale oil.
The boss's face was crisscrossed with wrinkles, but he was wearing only a coat made of white whale skin. The light-colored patterns had a strange beauty.
How many?The boss was drinking strong wine without caring about the messy arrangement of the goods.
One quarter barrel.Klein replied as agreed.
The boss's drinking movements slowed down and he pestled the brown-green wine bottle in his hand to the counter:
Do you want to have a bite?The highest purity of Nepos, the mistress of all the Fsak men!
This is a distilled liquor specialty of Fsak, made of potatoes or grains. It is famous for its high degree and stimulation like flames. Compared with Sunia blood wine, it is quite cheap and more popular among ordinary Fsak people.
Need not.Klein shook his head.
The boss laughed:
What kind of man is not drinking Nepos?
Is there only lady left in Ruin?
He guru took another sip and said:
Who introduced you to?
Ms. Gelt Muses.Klein said a style mix.
The boss suddenly let out a breath, and the strong smell of alcohol immediately lingers around.
He staggered up like a white bear performing in a circus.
After instructing the clerk, he led Klein all the way to the small room on the second floor of the warehouse behind.
Let me search, let me search... The boss murmured and squatted down.
Klein controlled his face and remembered a joke that was widely circulated in the Kingdom of Roone:
Q: When did Fsack’s man not get drunk?A: When it's in my mother's belly.
After waiting for a while, Klein saw the boss rummaging out a pure crystal ball.
Then, the drunk White Bear turned his back to Klein, rubbed the crystal ball with his hands, and whispered the difficult and difficult Guhemis.
The room gradually became dim, and all the lightless corners suddenly became deep, as if exuding a strange attraction.
The crystal ball quickly lit up, and a woman in a black classical robe appeared.
She has a melon-shaped face, her skin is very white, and her eyes are slightly purple and dark, full of mystery.
I saw the true appearance of a member of the Tarot Society again... Klein took a step forward and took the crystal ball.
The hermit opposite the crystal ball also saw clearly the world here: black hair and brown eyes, thin face, and clear edges.
Her eyes were slightly condensed, and she hesitated for a second before opening her mouth and said:
Germansparo?
She found that the true strength and level of the members of the Tarot Society were much stronger than she expected: the world turned out to be the crazy hunter Germansparo, a pirate general-level!
I had no problem with all kinds of judgments about the world before... I was restrained, deep, experienced and cruel... I felt that I was not too surprised by the general of the Star.
Yes, Ms. Gadriya.Klein signaled the boss to leave the room.
When it became extremely quiet here, General Kadeliya, the star, spoke again:
I'm curious, how did you recognize me?I was always careful when I attended the party.
At that time, the world that requested to communicate alone was the General of the Star when she opened her mouth, which really scared her.
It is also based on this factor that she chose to take over the world's commission.
secret.Klein smiled politely.
Because he didn't want the other party to think of Mr. Fool, he added:
Your eyes are very distinctive.
Can I understand this as a compliment to me?Gadriya smiled suddenly.
She believed that the previous world only suspected that she was the General of the Star through the eyes and other details, but she did not confirm it, so she tried it through language, and her own reaction told him the correct answer.
Klein didn't respond, and asked instead:
When will we set out?
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