Asian Girl Completion Manual.

At noon that day, Valentina left the island in the Southern Ocean with her subordinates on the flagship, and set off to return to the north.

According to what she said before, she arrived here relying on her relic Princess Moon and her research on the tomb of the bird species, and although Alagina also found this island because of the ice prince she carried, she can only be said to be a By a wonderful coincidence, she stopped only to repair the steam engine on the Ice Queen and catch some fish along the way.

In the following time, Fisher caught a lot of fish by relying on his ability to breathe underwater. Holding a large net, he remained motionless where the fish must pass, and listened to the fish above the water by the way. Mhat brags about the past stories, and then suddenly catches the fish when the school of fish passes by. This trick has been tried and tested, and he has gained a lot every time.

The surrounding fishes are convinced by Fisher, the sixth son, and they can see him in the water every day, and every time they just meet each other, they are caught by the ruthless net in his hand. similar.

"You really don't know how you were forged by the angels?"

"Nonsense, if no one else tells you, do you know how you came out of the mother's womb? What's more, it has been so many years since I left the sanctuary and had real consciousness. The saint is the oldest in the world There is no one race. They have experienced too many changes over the years, so they have acquired aesthetics and skills that surpass other races."

"Even Paimon is deeply impressed by the civilization of the Saints, otherwise she wouldn't obediently learn the aesthetics of the Saints and secretly collect so many sacred objects of the Saints."

Fisher dragged the fishing net and walked slowly towards the edge of the coast. Listening to Emhart's complaints, he also felt that it made sense. Although this guy's metaphor was a little rough, the basic logic was the same. of.

The loss of relic manufacturing skills is a fact. In the past, many humans were intoxicated by the magical effects of relics and wanted to restore the complete process of making them, but they all failed in the end.

What really puzzled Fisher was, besides the angel species mentioned by Emhart, why did Osmanthus also make relics, and where did she learn this skill?
According to Jasmine, she had learned how to make relics long before Osmanthus came ashore from the trench, and even made a hairband for young Jasmine to guide her home.

Emhart told himself that the method of making relics would not be passed on to the saints, and even if he taught it carefully, he might not be able to learn it well. Even Paimon, the very smart devil, failed to learn it, and in the end he was sad. Obediently leave from the sanctuary.

According to Fisher's calculations, the strength of the adult whale race is very strong, but it has not yet reached the level of mythology, and as the emperor of the sea, Scrophulariaceae feels far higher than the general myth level, which makes Fisher a little I can't figure it out, after all, he has too little contact with creatures that are too high-level, and there are only two of them, so it's really hard to compare.

However, it is absolutely impossible for Osmanthus to reach the mythical level, otherwise he would never be the opponent of Black who had planted Osmanthus flesh.

Then, it should not be possible for the Osmanthus, which is only an extraordinary rank, to learn the skills of making relics directly from the angel species, and it is more likely that they learned it somewhere after they disappeared
Where will that place be?
Undoubtedly, Fisher is a bit jealous about the method of making relics. As a scholar, he has a natural desire to uncover a certain period of dusty history and craftsmanship, which is second only to his love for ladies.

"Forget it, I don't want to chat with you anymore. Every time you talk about how great the Holy Seed is, my ears are full of cocoons, and I can't get any useful information. "

"Fart! Everything I said is the truth! They are so great! You humans don't understand anything, so don't talk nonsense! Don't refute! I am right to refute! Otherwise, I will get angry! I am so anxious by you! !"

Fisher glanced at Emhart, who was impotently furious and circling in circles. He now found that if he wanted to stimulate Emhart as quickly as possible, he only needed to speak ill of the angelic species in front of him, expressing Just doubt their aesthetics and craftsmanship, he is definitely the most anxious.

Ignoring him, Fisher just dragged the huge fishing net to the side of the boat. He took a rough look at the number of fish in it, and adding the ones he caught before, he felt that it was almost enough to eat for the rest of the time, although the Iceberg Queen The number will not be damaged because of the Ice Prince, but it is not appropriate to occupy too many places.

"Mr. Fisher, here's what we got this morning."

"Just put it here, thanks for your hard work."

Fisher took a sip of the water jug ​​he brought off the Ice Queen, and glanced at the crew members who came behind, also carrying a few bags of fish. As Sardinian women, they politely turned their eyes away from Fisher. He moved away from his body, not to look at his clothes soaked in sea water and the muscles under the clothes.

Not only the respect for Fisher and Alagina, the most important thing is that Fisher has been working very hard these days and knows a lot. He not only likes to talk about himself, but also likes to ask them about the northern border Life and the situation in the feudal kingdom. Well, I just don't know why, his topic is always related to the sub-races there.

However, after learning that Fisher was a scholar who studied sub-races, their doubts were completely put down.

In short, in the eyes of this group of female countrymen, Fisher's image is somewhat contradictory. It is the feeling of being able to work, a good husband and a good father, and a sense of strength that is different from the delicate men in the female country. Since then, their stereotypes of men and women from other countries have faded a lot, and they even want to try to find men from other countries.

But it seems that men in other countries prefer clean and gentle women, such as captains?
"Okay, these fish should be almost enough, we can go back, and we can set off after the engine on the boat is repaired"

"No problem, wait, Mr. Fisher, the second officer is flying over."

"Second officer?"

Hearing the crew's reminder, Fisher turned his head and looked up the sea, only to see that Ossie, who spread her wings in midair, left the mast of the Ice Queen at some point and flew towards this direction up.

Fisher thought she was here to inquire about the number of fish caught, or to tell them to go back for lunch. He was still thinking about how to trick Ossie off the mast for research, after all, she is the second daughter of the Iceberg Queen. Deputy, there is also some social fear, staying on the mast every day to shut himself up, some are not easy to start.

"Fisher"

"what happened?"

Ossie's figure landed on the edge of the boat, before she took a few breaths, a small but complete and clear sentence came from her mouth covered by the cloak,
"That blond girl you brought aboard, got into a fight with the crew."

"A fight?"

Fisher raised his eyebrows. It wasn't until a second later that the image of Isabel, the youngest princess of the Godelin royal family, appeared in his mind, recalling her fragile appearance squatting in the corner of the devil's wooden boat.
And Ossie said that she had a fight with the crew of Sardinia?

"what's wrong with you?!"

Pahez's fat face was smiling in the sun, but when he was really angry, he looked like a ferocious tiger. His sonorous voice was like a roar from the mountains, just hearing it would make people subconsciously cover their ears and shrink back .

At this time, on the deck of the Iceberg Queen, she was yelling at a crew member. The crew member lowered his head slightly, but maintained a firm standing posture, with his hands behind his back and motionless. Hearing Pahz's roar, she The short hair on her head shook, as if shaken by her voice.

"Mate, I."

The reprimanded female soldier raised her head and saw a little color on her face, a little bit of bruising at the lower part of her eye sockets, and more obvious scratches, but The overall injury is not serious, but the expression is a little guilty.

"Don't call me first mate! Call me officer! Stand at attention!"

"Yes, sir!"

Even after leaving the Sardinian women's country, the shadow of the army still remained in their hearts, but when they heard Pakhz's roar, the reprimanded crew immediately stood up straight.

"What did you say about military discipline? I forgot all about it?! How dare you fight me privately, not to mention that you are a guest on the boat! You are about to turn the world upside down, aren't you?!"

"Report! No!"

The crew member actually had other words to argue with Pahz, but she just straightened her body and listened to Pahz's reprimand without moving, because the soldiers must not interrupt when the officer is speaking.

Behind Pahz, Alagina, whose right hand was bandaged, looked slightly cold. She glanced at the cabin below the deck, and heard the sound of wings flapping in her ears. She turned her head to look at the mast above her head, and Ossie started again. Back there, he nodded to himself.

Sure enough, Fisher's voice came from the side of the deck in the next second,
"What's the matter, Ossie said Isabel had a conflict with your crew?"

Alagina nodded, walked up to Fisher who was on the deck, and said to him,
"Well, but it has been stopped by other crew members. My crew made a mistake and touched your partner. Sorry."

Fisher didn't respond, he just glanced at the crew member who bowed his head and was being trained. She had a lot of wounds on her face, and she pursed her lips slightly while listening to the training, showing a hint of tactful grievance in it.
Seeing the expression of that crew member, Fisher suddenly had an unavoidable idea in his heart that even he himself could hardly believe.

Could it be that Isabel made the first move?