Pirate's Bizarre Adventure

Jon shrugged. “That kind of movable armor may not look like much flesh, but it actually has a mystical power.”

He looked at Malushiel: "In any case, it is certain that the thing is not a magical creation."

Malushel was unconvinced: "You said it wasn't, so it wasn't? I said it was."

She stared at Jon: "Do you understand monsters or do I understand monsters... ahem, or do the teachers and book compilers at the magic academy understand monsters?"

"Oh, you're still not convinced." Jon raised his eyebrows: "Are you going to refute me again, Maru-chan?"

"I just think that this is the knowledge taught by the magic academy, how could there be any mistakes." Malushel coughed lightly: "This is knowledge that has been passed down for more than ten years. If there were any mistakes, they would have been discovered long ago."

At this time, Chilchak touched his chin and said, "Is it possible that, apart from us, no other adventurers would be crazy enough to eat monsters?"

As soon as these words were spoken, there was a moment of silence.

Sensi and Laos looked at each other.

"Eating monsters is just like a daily routine for me."

"I think so, too. Many monsters are so delicious. I brought so many adventure supplies in vain. If I had known earlier, I would have used local ingredients."

Malushiel covered her forehead with her hands and said, "Okay, both of you, stop talking. My trigeminal nerve hurts."

"Then would you like to have some salt-baked meat? There is some fried meat left over from lunch. Of course, the taste may be a little disappointing." Senxi was enthusiastic and felt that all physical ailments could be treated with food.

Malushel waved her hand.

At this time, Laos said thoughtfully: "Come to think of it, it is indeed time to start preparing dinner."

He looked at Jon and said, "Let's continue with the topic of 'hidden secrets'. Just now, you were interrupted by Maruthil, and we still don't know where the meat of the movable armor is."

Laos seemed very interested in this, and even his eyes began to shine.

Jon: "Don't worry about that for now. Hey, Malushel, do you want to make a bet?"

"What are you betting on?" Mary Hilton was alert, as if she had seen a weasel hound: "What are you going to do to take advantage of me again, you guy?"

"You're starting to believe me again, aren't you? Although you're pretty, you're still far behind my ex-girlfriends." Jon spread his hands: "What I want to bet with you is that you are..."

"Ah! As expected, you are still interested in my body." Malushiel hid behind Laos: "Although, thank you, I'm sorry to decline."

Jon:? ? ?
What a train of thought.

Well done woman, you have my attention.

"I want to bet with you on this staff next to you." Jon pointed at Malushil's original pure wooden staff and said, "If the movable armor is not a magical creation, you can lend it to me to play with."

"Duck!" Malushiel refused without thinking.

This staff looks simple and ancient, but it is actually her natal magic weapon.

'Ambrosia' is a special weapon that Maruthil wove from the roots of the World Tree (grandchild plant) when she was in the magic academy. She is deeply bound to Maruthil, and from a certain perspective, it is not an exaggeration to say that she is the second Maruthil.

"Don't be so hasty to refuse. If the movable armor is a magical creation as you said, I will not only give you this famous sword Thunderstorm, but also give you three extra wishes. As long as it is something I can do, I can help you realize it." Jon said to Malushiel in a devilish tone of temptation: "Think about it carefully, you will definitely not lose out."

Malushel: ...

She wasn't very interested in the sword.

But, three wishes?

The family members were moved by this.

"If I lose, I will just lend you 'Ambrosia' and you will return it to me when the time comes, right?" Malushiel asked cautiously.

Jon: "Of course. Are you worried that I might destroy your staff?"

"Bet him! Malushil."

"Trust in the knowledge of the magic academy, Malushel!"

Laos and Chilchak watched the fun and kept egging people on.

Malushel herself was a little stunned.

Being stimulated like this again.

He was so excited that he didn't care about anything else: "Okay! I'll bet with you!"

"GOOD~" Jon drew his sword and said, "Hearing is believing, seeing is believing. You probably won't understand just by listening. Come on, I'll show you."

Before Malushel could say anything, Laos bowed excitedly and said, "Thank you for your help, Mr. Jon!"

Malushiel looked helpless.

Chilchak put his hands on the pillow.

Sensi is silly and cute.

Laos also reacted at this time, and tried to save face by saying: "It's not that I'm interested, but... yes, there's nothing we can do. If we want to continue going down, we can only follow this road, and then a battle will inevitably occur."

He pounded his hands: "Know yourself and know your enemy, and you will win every battle!"

"It's easier to enter only when you know yourself and your enemy," Malushiel complained.

"It's all the same. The winner eats, the loser is eaten. That's the rule of the maze." Laos deliberately skipped the topic. "Let's go! Let's go see the movable armor."

Because they were going to fight, the group was well prepared.

Chirchak, who had the weakest combat ability, hid far away, fearing that he would hinder the team.

As for Malushiel, she was under the protection of Laos, Sensi and John, chanting lighting magic as she walked.

"Here is..." After passing through the foyer, Laos and the others came to a more spacious hall.

Looking around, there were armors standing still everywhere.

"What do you think, Maruthil? It's not too late to regret now." Perhaps the reproach of his conscience made Jon feel a little uneasy. Before taking action, he deliberately said to Maruthil.

Unexpectedly, her good intentions were taken as a deliberate provocation. Malushel didn't care at all, and instead said confidently: "The content in the book can't be wrong! Using such words to shake my heart, aren't you underestimating me a little bit?"

You can still live if you do evil by God, but you can't live if you do evil on your own.

Then 'Ambrosia' is mine for the time being.

Jon didn't say much, and used his ancestral skill to attract monsters: "Hey, grandson!"

Crunchy——

As soon as he finished speaking, many movable armors began to move towards the crowd in stiff movements.

Laos's eyes flashed, and he chopped and cut with his sword.

Senxi was so powerful that he knocked down many people in movable armor with his axe.

When we got to Jon...

ummm
Proper paddling is beneficial to your physical and mental health.

It was well planned before.

Defeat these active armors, explore their internal structure, and solve today's dinner by the way.

Arranged~
But when it came time to start, they suddenly realized that there were too many of these armors. And because they had no physical existence, they were not afraid of pain. Even if their hands, feet and heads were cut off, they could still move after a while of recovery.

"Hey, hey, hey! Are we in trouble?" Laos turned around and said to Sensi.

Senxi did not respond and continued to swing the axe silently.

"I will give you magical support, don't worry." Malushiel was so anxious that sweat was pouring down her forehead.

She continued chanting spells, casting rays of light on Laos, Sensi and Jon.

It is worth mentioning that although Malushel is not good at daily magic and reinforcement magic, it does not mean that she cannot use them, but her proficiency is slightly lower. In addition, her major in magic school is actually related to healing.

However, according to the victim, Laos, when Maruthil casts healing magic, it causes the person being treated greater pain than the injury. She calls it "recovery pain" and firmly refuses to block the pain nerves like Faline, citing the reason that the senses cannot be paralyzed (in fact, she can't do that).

Closer to home——

I saw more and more mobile armors surrounding me.

Jon finally came out of his paddling state and reminded in time: "Malushel, stop wasting magic power, use fire magic."

"What?" Malushiel was unable to react for a moment.

However, Jon did not give her any more time to prepare. With a thought, he swung the sword, creating waves of fire.

The flames were blazing.

The previously aggressive moving armor visibly stagnated.

Malushel's competitive spirit also arose.

How come you, a melee profession, are better at magic than me?

"Damn it, I can't be outdone at a time like this!"

I thought silently in my heart.

Malushel ordered Laos, "Cover me!"

After saying that, he began to chant.

"Fire? So that's what you mean. You want to melt the metal and reveal the true form of the movable armor?" Sensi muttered to himself, and consciously joined the action of protecting Malushiel.

Each version has its own god, and each version plays Garen...

No, play a mage!

When a wizard gets serious, the destructive power he unleashes in a short period of time is truly unmatched by other professions.

Especially a talented girl like Malushel from a magic school, who has a lot of buff bonuses...

"See the power of a magician!" Malushiel finally finished chanting.

Fire Style: Great Fire Extinguishing Arrow (not)
But then a huge fireball suddenly exploded in the place where the movable armors were most densely packed, burning those movable armors to pieces in an instant.

"Hey! Everyone!" Just then, the sharp-eyed Chirchak discovered something: "Look, something is coming out of the gap in the armor."

Everyone looked at it.

What they saw were white and tender mollusks, scrambling to get out of the armor. Unfortunately, the temperature outside was not much lower than that inside the armor. As soon as they escaped from the "oven", the water in their bodies dried up, and they were naked, hanging on the armor.

"Is that a slug?"

"No, no, it should be a snail."

Laos and Sensi exchanged opinions.

And Malushiel was completely dumbfounded.

No.

What on earth is that white thing? Could it be that the movable armor is really not a magical creation?

Jon patted Maluthier on the shoulder and said, "Your staff is good, but it will be mine in the next second."

Malushel: ...

Duck.

Ambrosia was tarnished or something, dah!!!
But no matter what Malushel thought,
Relying on his agility, Jon snatched a head from the twisted pile of armor and threw it to Sensi.

Senxi was not afraid of the heat at all and just looked at it carefully.

After looking at it for a long time, he nodded: "So that's it - the movable armor is not cursed, nor is it driven by magic, but many soft-bodied creatures that are not exposed to the outside are combined together to form a muscle-like structure to control the armor."

The more Malushel listened, the darker her face became.

She moved closer in disbelief and clearly saw the mysterious mollusk hanging in the gap of the helmet.

"How is this possible... How is this possible..."

The talented girl from the magic school muttered to herself, her whole outlook on life wavering.

That's what's recorded in the book.

How could a book be wrong?

"According to the agreement, you lose." Jon came over and patted Malushiel's shoulder gently: "Through this incident, I hope you can understand that books are not always correct."

Malushel: ...

Not to mention Malushiel, whose worldviews were severely impacted.

But Senxi observed the roasted soft-bodied creature for a long time, sniffed and took a light sniff.

In an instant, the fresh aroma penetrates into the nose.

Sensi made an ambiguous "hmm" sound, and actually, in front of everyone, ate the roasted mollusk into his mouth with a slurp.

Such a reckless action scared others.

"Hey! What if it's poisonous?" Chilchak slapped Sensi's back, trying to make the bearded man spit out what was in his mouth.

Senxi was unmoved and said seriously: "The monsters in the underground maze have their own special ecological characteristics. If they are particularly ferocious and have sharp teeth and claws, they are usually not poisonous. And those that use venom to protect themselves and kill enemies will not have sharp teeth and claws.

If this soft-bodied creature is really poisonous, it wouldn’t curl up in its armor like this…”

He nodded as he spoke. "It tastes good, like clams, and will be a good ingredient for soup."

clams?

If you say this.

From the appearance point of view, they do look alike.

However, judging from its living habits, this mollusk should be closer to a hermit crab.

Never mind.
"So it can be eaten directly!" Laos was excited, with a hint of revenge in his eyes.

You caused me to lose my life for no reason.

Now I'm coming back to eat you up!
Laos couldn't wait to pull out a soft-bodied creature from the gap in his helmet.

He put it in his mouth and swallowed it in no time.

"Well, how should I put it? Besides being fresh and tender, it seems to have a bit of rust taste." Laos scratched his head: "Is it not cooked enough? It feels worse than normal clams."

"It's just after being roasted, there's no smell of any processing." Senxi said seriously: "If it's simply processed, the rust smell should disappear."

Laos pounded his hands: "Really? Then I'll pick up more."

After saying that, he ran away without looking back.

"Hey! Be careful, there may be others who are still alive... Never mind, I'll go with you." Malushiel came back to her trance and followed involuntarily.

If we uncover the secret of the movable armor, this monster will no longer be a threat.

Laos was in front, and Malthil was behind, continuously using fire output.

Soon, dozens of movable armors were roasted.

Senxi slowly set up the big pot: "Haha, how should I cook it?" (End of this chapter)