maid war

Chapter 116 The Correct Posture for Communication

After sinking Mona into the sea, Green also moved the Little Yellow Book from his waist to his feet.

"Oh oh oh~ Is this the legendary trampling?" Xiao Huangshu seemed very excited.

The expression on Green's face twitched slightly: "I will insert you into the water, and you can also help to guard against the situation under the sea."

"Master, you are too boring, aren't you?"

"I'm running for my life now! Where can I have time to play with you?"

"Cut~"

Except for Green, any object cannot touch the little yellow book, and when it leaves Green, it will be in a completely static state, so it will not follow the ship under the action of inertia.If Green wanted it to go underwater for scouting, he had to touch it with a part of his body.And Green's choice is naturally his own feet.

This is just a small boat with one mast and one sail. It is generally used for offshore navigation. The bottom of the boat is not too thick. You only need to stand up the little yellow book to pass through the bottom of the boat.

Green stepped on the little yellow book under his feet and asked the two Monas to take charge of the rudder, while Green was responsible for the sails - Monas were not only weak, but also lighter in weight. If they were asked to take charge of the sails, they would only become part of a sail.

Green carefully controlled the sails, piloted the small sailboat, and flew southeast along the wind, trying to avoid those murloc tribes that were hostile to him as soon as possible.

After driving for a certain distance, Green saw a gray and blue junction line.On this side of the line, there is a blue sea and a lot of green seaweed; on the other side of the line, there is a gray ocean.

Green took a look at the map and began to control the sail, turn, and change the course, intending to sail towards the Purification Island.

Green is not crazy enough to be able to cross the cursed sea with just a small sailboat.

"Mona!"

"Mona!"

At the bow and stern of the ship, the two Monas, who were regarded as underwater sonars, suddenly popped out of the water like balloons and jumped onto the ship.

"Mona Mona Mona~"

Green raised his feet and took off the little yellow book stuck to his feet: "Translate for me."

Little yellow book: "There is a creature approaching."

Green: "What about the quantity?"

"Mona~"

Little Yellow Book: "Four."

"Hmm...do you see what it is?"

Little Yellow Book: "Two murlocs riding a big fish."

"What about the distance?"

"Just behind those algae, about 200 meters or so, but it shouldn't be that far away now."

"Riding a fish?" Green glanced at his remaining magic power. "It seems that it is not the fish-man tribe that was hostile to me before."

Green's current upper limit of mana is as high as 59 points, but most of it has been consumed before, and now only 21 mana is left for Green to use.

Green took a deep breath, estimated the time, and then began to cast the spell.

Although the other party may not be an enemy, he can't relax his vigilance.Moreover, putting on a mage armor on the body can also show one's own strength, thereby increasing the other party's willingness to negotiate-very few people are willing to negotiate with a beggar, but if the other party is a mage dressed like a beggar, then the situation will be different. It's different.

Among many races, mages have a lofty status, so being a mage can bring some respect to Green, and it can also make the other party more willing to calm down and negotiate with Green, instead of slashing people with weapons as soon as they come up.It's enough to meet the kind of murlocs who kill people as soon as they come up. If they meet each other every day, Green will kneel sooner or later.

After casting the spell briefly, a transparent armor covering the whole body appeared on Green's body.

The mage armor is transparent, but some traces can be vaguely seen under the light. In this way, even a fool can see that Green is a mage, not a salty fish that can be manipulated at will.

Soon, two green fishmen riding dolphins surfaced.

It was a very tall fish-man with a green skin color, a darker back and a lighter belly, and some dark stripes on its body. It had a fish that looked like a dolphin riding on its crotch, and it had a fishing net on its body.

"Hiss, hiss..." There was an inexplicable hiss from the mouth of the fish population.

The murloc didn't seem malicious and was willing to negotiate with Green, but Green felt very sad: "Well... I don't know the language of the Sea Clan. Do you know Palomian?"

The murlocs looked at the mage armor on Green and discussed with each other. Then one murloc suddenly got into the sea and left, leaving one murloc staring at Green.

The attitude of the other party made Green slightly relieved: "It seems that at least they are willing to communicate."

As long as there is a willingness to communicate, then everything is easy to talk about, and I am most afraid of encountering the kind of robber who holds a spear and chops people as soon as he comes up.Once a bloody conflict occurs between the two sides, it becomes very difficult to negotiate afterwards.

The mage armor on Green disappeared quickly, but Green didn't care.After all, I put on the mage armor just to express my identity to the other party.Now that the other party has expressed his willingness to negotiate, there is no need to waste magic power.

Green quietly stuffed the little yellow book under the bottom of the boat for investigation, and stood quietly on the boat, waiting for the opponent's leader to arrive.

Not long after, about a dozen murlocs swam over, surrounded by a murloc caster holding a coral staff and wearing jewelry.

The murloc caster wears many pendants and accessories symbolizing the goddess of the sea, so it can be seen that it should be a follower or priest of the goddess of the sea.

Green touched his forehead with his fingers, bent slightly and performed a mage salute: "The power of the ocean makes people awe-inspiring. Hello, respected prophet, nice to meet you."

"Human, explain your purpose of coming." The fishman spellcaster spoke in a strange Paromian language.

"I was originally on vacation on the Purification Island, but because I accidentally triggered the teleportation magic item, I was accidentally teleported nearby. I am now trying to find a way to return to the Purification Island."

The murloc caster stared at Green for a while, and then at the Monas on the boat: "What are those white creatures?"

Green: "These are my summoned creatures. After all, it is not an easy task to build a ship on a desert island."

Murloc caster: "Are you an extraordinary level?"

Green: "Yes."

"If you are going to the Purification Island, you are running in the wrong direction. The Purification Island is opposite the light pillar." The fishman spellcaster pointed to the blue light pillar in the distance.

"Well, I noticed it too. So I was about to turn around, but I was discovered by your patrolman."

After all, the ring-shaped islands are a land of civilization, and those who fight and kill as soon as they come up are rare after all-especially after the opponent shows a certain strength.Therefore, those murlocs did not make things difficult for Green, and let Green go after a brief exchange.

　Thanks to book friends: "Hospital Knight Su" for the reward~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)