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Wang: "Not really. It's actually quite delicious. Would you like to try it?"
Flint shook his head repeatedly. Because the amplitude of his shaking was too violent, his cheeks shook violently and made a "puff puff puff" sound: "No, no, no! I'd better forget it."
At this time, the lizards took away the pottery basin full of vomit in front of Nini and replaced it with a basin full of black sticks. The elf swallowed and picked up one.
Her movements were still graceful, but her expression was completely ungraceful, creating a strong contrast.
Nini: "What the teacher said must be right. And the purpose of my travels is to give myself a name that can be used for a thousand years. I want to experience as many new things as possible!"
Flint: "I think if your adult name has anything to do with that, it must be pretty quirky."
While the dwarf was complaining, Wang asked Li Guang: "What do you do with the contents of this thing after you finish eating it? Can you eat the outside?"
Li Guang: "Don't! They are all rotten and decayed bird feathers. You see, we just throw them away after we eat them. After dinner, someone will collect the remaining feathers and throw them into the Ma Xunya River."
Wang Zhangzui: "Throw it into the river? There are all kinds of rare elements in this thing, you throw it into the river? No wonder there will be a microbial frenzy in the 'living water' of the Ma Xunya River."
The monk was shocked: "Is that so? The reason is that we threw the leftover Makuta scraps into the river?"
"It's not entirely your fault. There's a saying that talking about toxicity without considering the dosage is foolish. At least it's just the amount of garbage left over from our meal, so it should be fine." Wang said uncertainly, "But let me ask, has the entire Ma Xunya River Lizardman tribe mastered this technology?"
The elder nodded and said, "We wanted to keep it secret at first, but it's very easy to make and other tribes soon learned it."
Wang: "The method is simple... You can't just stuff the bird into the crocodile's mouth and leave it there, right?"
Elder: "How is that possible? Of course there are other steps."
Wang: “For example?”
The elder looked at the guards and spellcasters like shamans and witch doctors around him, and for a long time he couldn't utter the next sentence.
Wang: “So you really just stuffed the bird into the alligator’s stomach and left it alone?
Elder: "Yes, we will store them together and wait for the fermentation to be completed."
"Is this the end?"
The elder replied respectfully, “That’s right.”
Wang slapped his head and said, "What the hell! I suddenly want to say hello to the traveler who taught you how to make this thing!"
Flint was shocked: "Are you going to ignite the spark right now and embrace eternity, and then reverse the timeline to meet the traveler? That's not appropriate, you are only at the fourth ring."
Wang: “That’s not what I meant.”
"I know that's not what you meant." Flint said, "This is just a joke. Maybe Kailin will like it. If He is happy, He might even grant me the fifth-ring magic."
At this time, Nini carefully started her first attempt, sucking the gelatin flowing out of the bird's butt into her mouth.
"Hmm?" Nini's eyes widened. "It's really not that bad."
Flint: "Are you sure? That stuff has shit in it!"
Wang: "Hey, it's just shit. There is a professor in our Mage Tower. When he was collecting spell materials in other planes, he heard that the locals would use cat shit to make drinks, so he tried it and found it quite good. When he returned to the Mage Tower, he spent the whole day collecting cat shit in the tower and wanted to study how to make the drink he drank."
Flint frowned. "You guys...it turns out that planeswalkers eat shit."
Wang: "Ah, in the end the professor discovered that the locals didn't use cat feces to make drinks directly, but a kind of civet cat ate the fruits of a specific plant, digested them and excreted them, and then looked for the undigested fruits in their feces..."
Flint: "Isn't that still shit?"
Wang shrugged. "Hey, if you insist, the grains and vegetables we eat are also processed from plants. The food in our Mage Tower is also mainly produced by magic recycling machines, and the main raw material of the magic recycling machine is shit."
Flint shook his head, seemingly speechless.
At this time, Xiaobai sat up. She had just woken up and her nose was blocked. "What's that smell? Am I in the toilet?"
Then she saw Nini sucking on the bird's butt.
Xiaobai: "Ah? What are you doing, Nini! Don't be upset!"
Wang picked up the new stick and said, "Don't be nervous. This thing tastes pretty good."
As he said this, he skillfully tore open the bird's tail and started sucking it.
Xiaobai: "Ah? You guys...is this thing really delicious?"
Flint: "You wanna try it too?"
Xiao Bai: "I... originally started traveling just to taste the food. Since Dacongming and Changer have eaten it, it should be okay."
As she spoke, she imitated Wang and Nini, grabbed a bird, tore open its tail, and licked what flowed out.
"Eh?" Xiao Bai was surprised. "It's... okay."
After saying that, she rushed forward and began to spit at the bird feathers: "Damn! This thing is plotting against me!"
Wang: "Now you know why we are so long-winded, right?"
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On the other side, Rosalie looked at the "talking barrel": "Oscar! Stop hiding, come out."
The lid of the barrel slowly opened, and the "prince" timidly showed his head: "Sister, I... I just felt that I had practiced swordsmanship for so long just for this moment. I want to join the journey of saving the world."
"Go back!" Rosalie said firmly, "Do you think this journey is just a game?"
Elizabeth touched her cheek awkwardly. She was too embarrassed to say that this journey was indeed just playing house at the beginning.
Oscar said nothing, just looked down at the deck.
Rosalie continued, "Didn't you also listen to Wang's past experiences? Elizabeth here, if the priest in their team hadn't been experienced and used the aid spell to impersonate the anti-death barrier in time, she would have been turned into a corpse by the finger of death! People could die at any time on this journey!"
The captain agreed, "Although no one has died on our ship yet, there are several seriously injured. Fortunately, Kailin's pastor is a good man and he treated us for free."
Oscar continued to remain silent.
Elizabeth hesitated to speak. After all, this was someone else's family affair and it was not appropriate for outsiders to interrupt.
Rosalie: "Speak up! Forget it, it's better not to speak. The king is taking the exploration team out now. When they come back, let the druid turn into a griffin to send you away."
"I won't leave!" Oscar finally spoke, "If I were a boy, you would send me away, but I am also a girl! Weren't you sent by our father to compete for the position of the Archmage's wife? I can do it too!"
Rosalie's eyes widened, "Look at yourself! You have a manly body! The king has an explicit desire for bodies like ours!"
Oscar said loudly, "That's why it's impossible for you! I know his standard for love, the premise is that there is no physical desire! Isn't that just right for me?"
Elizabeth stumbled, but fortunately Marika caught her.
Oscar continued, "Besides, I have been practicing swordsmanship for so long, so I have reached a certain level. The Duke of Connaught has seen my swordsmanship and said that I can already beat 99% of the knights!"
"You're just being polite!" Rosalie retorted loudly, "Connaught is a safe guy. Do you expect him to tell the truth?"
At this time Malika suddenly said: "Well, let's give Oscar a chance to use his own strength to stay. Captain, choose two sailors with superb sword skills. If the little princess can defeat three people, let him stay."
Oscar was overjoyed, but immediately discovered the problem: "Three people? Didn't they say to choose two with excellent swordsmanship?"
Marika smiled and said, "Because I'm the third one. Don't worry, I won't take this competition seriously. But... I will release my real murderous intent. I personally think that you will lose the third game because you are weak and can't stand steadily."
Oscar was obviously frightened, because when Marika said this, she unconsciously released her murderous intent.
But she immediately said, "Let's compete! I have practiced swordplay for so many years just for this day!"
Chapter 157 Oscar's Sword
The captain turned to the boatswain and said, "What duties are Domon and Chibodi assigned to today? Send someone to replace them immediately."
The boatswain looked embarrassed and said, "They are the oarsmen of the expedition team of Master Mage. It is impossible for them to go into battle now."
Captain: "What about Qiao Erxi and Cai Zhaixi?"
The boatswain said: "Qiao Erxi is the helmsman of the expedition team. Cai Zhaixi is here, but he is currently resting in the cabin."
Captain: "Then call Ager and let the two of them become rivals of the little prince and princess of Monrovia."
Oscar frowned, "Is this really the best swordsman on your ship? He doesn't sound very impressive."
Captain: "They are mainly sailors. We don't have professional soldiers on board. It's just that everyone has gained experience fighting river pirates while sailing, so they know a little about swordsmanship."
Oscar: "Humph, then come quickly. Do you have swords?"
The captain nodded: "Of course."
At this time, the boatswain arrived with two sailors. The captain saw them and ordered them, "You two are not allowed to fight with your swords. The little prince and princess didn't bring their own swords. This is not fair. You must use strange swords."
During the sword-making process, due to the craftsman's operations and various other accidents, data such as the center of gravity of each sword actually have slight differences. In a sense, each sword is unique.
Therefore, it is common sense that the same swordsman's skills will be more advanced when using a sword he is familiar with.
Marika also said: "I also can't use daggers and short swords. I will use long swords to fight the little princess."
Oscar frowned and said, "Daggers and short swords are at a disadvantage when facing long swords. My teacher said so."
Marika shrugged. "That's perfect. You can have a fair duel with me."
Elizabeth stared at Marika for several seconds before finally deciding to speak: "Although she is a rogue, she has received training as a drow warrior and is very good with long weapons."
Marika shrugged. "Would it make the game fairer if I said that the main weapon of us drow elves is the elven scimitar?"
Oscar raised his chin: "You can fight me with the Elf Scimitar."
"I see," Marika nodded. "You don't really want to take part in any adventures, you just want to find an excuse to go back. I understand. I won't let you off the hook, and this will also help the princess get rid of a potential rival."
Oscar said with a straight face: "You won't succeed!"
"Wait a minute!" The sailor named Ager, who was just brought here by the boatswain, interrupted, "Zhuoer is indeed a much stronger swordsman than all of us. Just looking at her usual actions, you can tell that she is definitely a master of swordsmanship. But isn't it a bit too early for you to consider fighting against Zhuoer now?"
"That's right. Although we haven't learned swordsmanship properly, we have gained it through many years of risking our lives," said Cai Zhaixi, who has an oriental face - of course, from his name one can tell that he must be from a place further east than the orcs' wasteland.
Agger: "Although we are best at playing as a five-man team and our singles are not that outstanding, but... it will be difficult for a little girl like you to beat us."
Oscar: "Then let's give it a try."
Captain: "I'll be the referee. Let's start when you're ready."
The boatswain asked, "Should we prepare the gangplank? Or go up to the mast?"
The captain shouted angrily: "We are not a sea vessel! Let's fight on the deck!"
A duel on a ship requires not only a test of swordsmanship, but also of balance. The ship is shaking all the time, so in order to emphasize balance, the duel on a ship is either fought on the crossbar of the mast, or with a board placed between the two boats.
Firstly, river boats don’t shake that much, and secondly, they don’t have this strange tradition.
Soon a small dueling area was marked out, and Elizabeth and Rosalie went to the stern of the ship to watch the fight.
Oscar randomly picked a sword, swung it a bit, and nodded.