Intense stimuli swung my tongue and hit my brain!
Chew. Chew. Chew, chew, chew, chew again! I couldn't stop chewing!
"Spit it out, nigger! Ji Ji Ji!"
Winia grabbed my head and started shaking!
But it doesn't stop!
"Argh! Spit it out, you lunatic!"
Stimulates the tongue as the nasty grease spreads widely as it forms a membrane in the mouth. It swallows the juice as it wets the throat.
- Gulp.
"... katt?"
Claudie looks down at me with anxious eyes.
"Delicious."
"Huh?"
"Delicious."
Delicious.
"Ooh-ooh-ooh!!!!!!"
I couldn't think of anything anymore.
In a few years, it will be an eating ceremony. Immediately, I dismantled the flesh of the fisherman. Red meat fish! It tasted like oily tuna!
"Delicious!!! It's delicious!!!!"
I felt a little bloody, but I didn't care at all about the irritated tongue. Oh, my gosh! Oh, my gosh! You stubborn flesh! I pushed the flesh of my thighs into my mouth and chewed them like a pizza.
"... delicious?"
Winia frowned and said.
"Delicious! Delicious! This tastes like home!"
"Yeah, he was a nomad, wasn't he?"
"Yes! In my hometown, I used to eat fish for days! This is the taste!"
"I don't know what the hell this is... nigga."
Despite all their manhood, I focused on decommissioning the flesh of the dead fishermen. Freshly Catched Bow Festival! I can't even buy this for my money!
"I will eat away all the evil fishermen!"
God, I consumed fishermen with horsehair.
- Beep!
At that time, I saw a fisherman who was pretending to be dead and suddenly raising his body fleeing to the back with his buttocks crushed.
.. how dare you pretend to search this son of a bitch?
I slowly approached him as I chewed the flesh of the fisherman in my mouth.
Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee
When I saw it, my legs were crushed.
That's why I don't seem to be able to surge.
- Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee
As I approached him, he uttered a profound deep sea language that I could not understand in a threatening tone.
"... you have fear in your eyes."
There seemed to be no focus on the eye without even the eyelids, but I could feel the deep horror in his eyes.
"Fear is the best spice."
The emotion I felt was' appetite '.
What does it taste like to him?
"Be my food!"
- Hehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehe!!!
I stabbed him in the back of his head and cut off his life. The arm that barfed as a stabler to resist has been extended within a year.
Fresh... bowfish!
I immediately applied his flesh and ate it.
The weak eat!
"This is the food chain! In front of humans, the warrant of absolute superiority, you are nothing but prey! It's me, Gimcott! I will give you the opportunity to be my bones and flesh to your humble fishermen!"
That's the law of medicine!
"Rejoice in my mercy! Fishermen, rejoice in my provision, fishermen!"
Khhhhhhhhhhhh!!
By eating a warrior who hunted him himself, I took his power completely for myself! For so long, I roared and robbed the dead fishermen!
And I ate!
"Oh, no! You! The fishermen...!"
Then the merchants came to me.
I noticed it was very surprising.
Is there a problem?
"You know how to eat! You were a seaman, too!"
He said with admiration!
"Of course I'll fuck you! Nothing tastes better than flying fish!"
"Get the plates!"
They were sea men, too!
There was also a culture of eating fish every day! Fish merchants with machetes flocked to Uruguay and began to dismantle fishermen clumsily.
"Hey! Eating the flesh of these fishermen alive is a taste we don't know except the seamen! I didn't think an outsider like you would know the taste!"
A brightly smiling merchant slices the flesh from the fisherman's arm and picks it up and eats it.
"Hey, what the hell... nigga, am I weird?"
"Cat, is it really delicious?"
Winia and Claudie were in a state of chaos.
In fact, the notion of eating something with me was not well known to me. For them, eating the flesh of a fish that had not yet been cooked would come to a strange custom.
"It's so delicious, man. But it might feel a little strange because it's a cultural difference. It might not fit in your mouth. So I wouldn't recommend eating."
I explained that to her as rationally as possible.
Cultural differences are usually cautious.
Aah!
With the meadow! Soy sauce! Wasabi!
Why not!!
I kept eating the fisherman's council, and that thought caught me.
"Seeing as everyone is eating, it must be food. But I don't eat. Sister, you're not going to eat, are you? If you do, I'm going to go crazy."
"Cat's delicious, so I'd like to try it... but I don't want to put it in my mouth..."
"You don't want to eat that. Let's go get some rest."
"Yes..."
Two women go over there and sit on the box.
I just ate fishermen with happy merchants.
"You! I know the taste, but the knife is a bit stubborn! Hold still! I'll slice it all up!"
"Oooh! Thank you!"
At least we moved the bodies of the healthy fishermen inside the barricade. After I moved it, it was just one thousand and four. In an instant, the corpse merchant began to cut off the flesh of the fishermen at a speed that he could not even see.
I haven't done it once or twice.
The fisherman seems to be working with delicacies among the sailors.
In the meantime, the red whiskers of the fishermen were packed in white plates.
"Here you go! Eat! Oh, and I have a local specialty sauce. Would you like one?"
"Of course you should! Thank you!"
"Thank you! Thank you more for saving us!"
Either he pulls out the sauce or he sprinkles it on the fishy ashes.
What does it taste like?
I picked up a big sliced piece of meat with a fork and shoved it in my mouth... the sauce is salty! At the same time, it also feels spicy! Soy sauce Wasabi is a little too much, but it was just good to feel good!
"What do you think!"
"It was so delicious! This sauce is amazing! It's squeezed and spicy!"
"Hahaha! That's the best in fisherman's whistle!"
"You know something!"
I ate all the ashes like I hid my gaze. I was going crazy because of the savory taste of oil that filled my mouth.
There is still not enough..!
"We have to serve you something to eat! Bring your people!"
"Oh, my God! Really!"
"No wonder you're a silverman!"
I went to call Winia and Claudie, who are resting over there. They were sitting there, looking at the sea like they were bored.
"Have you eaten all the niggers? We don't even have eyes inside, do we?"
Winia grumbles.
"No, I'll treat the merchants there to a meal in gratitude. With proper food instead of flying. Let's go eat. It'll be delicious."
"... then let's go."
"You can eat that."
I was hungry because I had nothing to eat but to chew the dried quantity in the morning. It's a restaurant because of the fisherman, and I got all chewed up.
So I went inside the fish market with her.
The merchants themselves made their place. It's a good thing to do. How happy is it to catch and kill fishermen and make money and eat delicious food?
We waited until the menu came out.
It took a while, but I didn't feel so bored because I just saw him cook.
"Try it!"
The merchant began to bring out plates containing dishes.
"Oh, oh...! Thank you! I'll have a good meal!"
"Don't just say it. Try it! A fisherman!"
What was on the plate was a marinated fish population. It looks like it is baked with fire and smoke by applying the flesh and sprinkling the seasoning immediately. First of all, the score was high.
"A fisherman..."
Winia frowned again when she said she was a fisherman. I sliced it myself and put it in her mouth, thinking about whether she would eat it or not. Winia reluctantly opened her eyes.
"... delicious?"
"Right?"
There is no way that seasoned fish grill is tasteless.
"Where, me too."
Claudie also ate a piece and said it was delicious with her eyes wide open like Winia. No wonder you haven't eaten fish at night. Even if it was a fisherman, there would be no difference between fish and fish.
And these merchants are fish-eaters.
Each of them had a recipe for spleen.
So we filled the boats in the seafood market that became Bourne's fisherman's slaughterhouse. Merchants expressed their deep gratitude for saving their markets and their lives from fishermen's raids.
"Thank you so much! If it weren't for you guys, the mayor would have been slaughtered!"
"Uh-huh, the fishermen came in and they have to help each other."
I came out to greet them and clear the heads of the fishermen.
"Argh, I'm full. Fish are delicious."
"I can't believe it. I can't believe I ate a fish."
"I hope you enjoyed it."
By the way, I slaughtered over 20 fishermen at about the same time.
Most of them were killed by Claudie.
I made a hole in the fishermen's jaws using the rope I brought and woven them like a oyster. You can drag me to the prize exchange like this.
Killed 38 fishermen in just one day.
I even got a silver eleven and a silver 40 Cooper.
War is money, too.
If we do this for a few more days, we'll be able to recover the cost of the trip.
- Jill.
We divided the heads of the fishermen into three, and we went up the road again, dragging them away. The prize exchange was up there. I don't know if the exchanger will play my part in this mess.
- Argh!
There was a fisherman's raid in the middle of the ascent. They've been breaking and entering waterways and sewers. I didn't eat, I just killed because I had a belly. Killing this son of a bitch to Kim Kat, who had already eaten a fisherman, was quite a feast.
"Cat. Let's get it together."
"It's a nag."
This was also tied up.
For a long time, I saw an adventurer's guild.
Eyes are on us. They are skilled at genocide and returning fishermen. It was also natural for the gaze to be drawn. Everyone who was gathered like a swarm of bees, whether they felt threatened or not, left the way.
They all had to queek and hold one or two heads.
"Oh, my God. How many of these are there? After the war?"
Taking the headaches to the counter, the middle-aged man, who appeared to be the clerk with the eyeglasses on, asked us as if he was surprised.
"It's still swarming like a swarm of bees. It's a part of it. It looks like the soldiers will come up here if it explodes."
I don't know what the purpose of the fishermen is, but somehow they seem to be making their way in longing for something. It's like something very important is beyond this ridge.
There's nothing beyond this city.
Are you trying to save your colleagues from being detained in night markets or aquariums?
It is a realistic imagination.
"It's... it's a serious situation. Anyway, I'll give you the bounty. But the number of fishermen seems to be more than I thought. You should know that the bounty may be depleted. Check your guild every morning."
"Yes? Is the bounty off?"
"The budget is not infinite."
You should be careful.
I think I solved a certain amount of budget at the cost of subjugation. If it's all depleted, we'll have to defeat the fishermen purely by the soldiers alone... It seems a little dangerous.
I'll take care of it.
That's what they do.
"Here's 12 silver prizes."
"Yes, exactly. Good work."
I came out with a prize.
Claudie and Winia were waiting.
"Hrrh, I made a lot of money."
"Good for you?"
Twelve silver...
Isn't this what you get for buying a fisherman's council?
When I say that, Winia says not to bullshit, she grabs my branch and shakes it.