"Hey, girls, would you like a bowl of fish soup?" Captain Jack poked his head into the cabin and cocked his pipe, "a lucky guy caught a large tailless trout. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

"Thanks," Tilly Wimbledon nodded, "we'll be right here." ”

"It's fish soup again," Ash sighed as the captain left, "what's so good about this tasteless thing?"

"You can add more salt to the bowl," Zephyr chuckled, "pepper is fine, but it's more expensive, and I'm afraid Mr. Jack won't let it be for you." ”

"If you don't put anything, the soup will be close to the original flavor, and it will test the quality of the food itself," Andrea elegantly straightened her long pale blonde hair, "Master Tilly, let's go to the captain's room." ”

"As long as it's hot," muttered the shortest of Savi, "my toes are frozen." ”

As the group descended the staircase from the bilge of the Pretty Woman to the stern, Jack One-Eye was standing by the porthole, looking at the white trail that rolled and spread behind the ship.

"Why is it so cold all of a sudden?" he spat out a smoke ring, "The three gods are above, it's only mid-autumn now." ”

"Maybe the gods are asleep?" Ash shrugged.

"Bah, you can't say such things at sea," said Captain Jack, "the sea god is always staring at us," he gestured to his chest, "forget it, don't think about it, let's warm up with a bowl of fish soup first." ”

In order to enjoy warm food in the captain's quarters, he did not hesitate to make a large hole in the floor, set up a brazier in the center of the hole, and filled it with sea sand to insulate the whole ship, so as not to ignite the whole ship.

A large pot of fish soup on the brazier was bubbling and gurgling, and the fragrance filled the room.

The six of them took off their shoes and sat around the brazier, burying their feet in the warm sand, letting the cold toes fully contact the gravel, and enjoying the warmth of the charcoal fire.

Tilly took the fish broth from the captain and blew gently on the steaming noodle soup—unlike the milky white soup made of blacktail fish, the bowl had a deep yellow color, and the oil splashed on the surface, reflecting a crystal shine.

Seeing the occasional bits of green and white in the soup, she knew that the old captain had taken out all the contents of the box - the voyage of the sea ship for months had made it difficult for the crew to eat fresh vegetables and fruits. The shallots were obviously deliberately preserved by him with ice nitrate, and the aroma of the shallots neutralized the fishy smell of the fish itself, and the mixture of ginger slices and a little ale wine left the rest to be rich and mellow.

Tilly drank the fish soup slowly, pausing for a moment to let out a few breaths as it was about to burn her tongue. She could clearly feel every sip that the soup she drank was like a warm current, flowing down her throat to her stomach, turning her stomach into a warm and warm one.

The chill quickly faded, and she even felt her body heat up slightly.

"Try adding some chili," Jack said, gesturing to the crockpot with the seasoning next to the brazier, "and it will taste even more special, and it will be more effective than wine." ”

"Although the original taste is the essence of the food, I have to say that the ingredients are just right, and the taste is not bad at all," Andrea praises.

"Aren't you drinking?" Tilly looked at the ashes.

The latter waved his hand, "Forget it, I really can't accept the fishy smell of sea fish." ”

At first, Tilly couldn't accept the fjord people's love of fish - no meal would include a wide variety of fish, not to mention the usual grilling, boiling, and frying, as well as strange methods such as fish jelly, fish sauce, and caviar...... However, after forcing herself to eat it a few times at the formal banquet, she found that it tasted good, and once she became familiar with the smell of the sea, it could further bring out the deliciousness of the food itself. Foods with a pungent taste, such as dried fish, grilled cuttlefish, and even fried stinky fish, can now be tried slowly.

"Our Lady Ash has been whipped up by the barbaric cooking methods of the Frontier Town," said Andrea, "and it's a pity that her taste for spices and refined salt has not only deprived her of the ability to discern delicious tastes, but now it seems that even courage is left behind." ”

"What did you say?" Ash glared at the other.

"Why, isn't that so?" Andrea let out a series of laughs, "Just the slightest smell of fish can discourage you, you are willful like a little girl, how can you be expected to stand up for Mistress Tilly when she needs it?"

"I see...... It seems like you're tempted to provoke me into a fight with you," Ash's tone calmed suddenly, "give up, Frontier has a terrible weapon, far more powerful than your arrows." Even so, I won the competition. So if you want to take away Mistress Tilly's position as a personal bodyguard from me, you'll have to practice for a few more years......" she paused, "I can't say that I'll have to practice for the rest of my life." ”

"You-"

The corners of Ash's mouth curled, "In addition, the food invented by His Royal Highness Roland is not just a superposition of spices and refined salt, you will understand when you taste it." But don't let the spilled saliva drip onto your clothes, Mistress Tilly can't afford to lose face. ”

"Nonsense, that's you!"

Tilly couldn't help but laugh out loud, these two were the most powerful witches on the Sleeping Isles, and they often fought over who was the number one, but she knew that both Ash and Andrea were her best men. When danger comes, they will not hesitate to fight side by side, and work together to build the impregnable walls of the Sleeping Island.

The argument between the two enlivens the atmosphere in the room, and seeing this scene, Tilly can't help but think of the five witches sent to the border town, wondering if they are still doing well in her brother's territory?

At this moment, the pretty woman suddenly shook violently without warning.

"Be careful!" the ashes pulled away the five princesses, and the iron pot on the brazier was overturned to the ground, and the soup extinguished the charcoal fire, and the fish fell all over the ground.

Then a shrill whistle sounded outside the cabin.

"Enemy attack! There is an enemy attack!"

A sailor rushed into the captain's room and shouted in shock, "Mr. Captain, the mutant sea ghosts are coming!

Sea Devil ...... Isn't that another name for an evil beast? Tilly was stunned, how could they come to this place?

The group ran out of the stern, only to see a dozen more fish-bodied crab-foot monsters on the deck, and some were climbing up the pretty beauty from both sides of the ship. They are swift, their six legs slashing like a giant cockroach, and the humanoid arms waving at either side of their heads are so powerful that they can break a sailor's neck.

"Since you don't want to fight, then let's compare," Andrea snapped her fingers, and a golden light came out of her fingers, turning into a bow, and she held it firmly in her hand, "Whoever kills the most monsters is the most powerful one." ”

"It doesn't matter," Ash pulled out the oddly shaped greatsword from behind his back, "I'm on." ”

. (To be continued.) )