Chapter 744: Scale Pirate Crow

Chapter 744: Scale Pirate Crow

"Good question, but don't ask it next time."

After hearing Fang Mo's comment, Summon covered her face in frustration, "I don't think 'mermaid' is something that can be eaten."

"Aren't you being a bit too sanctimonious?"

Fang Mo couldn't help but respond, "Last time when I ate beef, you stopped me. Now, when I want to eat fish, you're stopping me again... Do you demons photosynthesize or something?"

"How is that the same?"

Summon immediately retorted, "If you want to eat livestock, go ahead. After all, they lack intelligence. But this mermaid is clearly no different from a normal person... If you say you want to eat her, how is that different from murder?"

"But I can revive her," Fang Mo said, spreading his hands nonchalantly.

"Just because you can revive someone doesn't mean they want to die!!!"

Summon couldn't hold back any longer, practically jumping up and shouting this out.

"Tsk, this dumb Tang Nu inequality really comes in handy," Fang Mo muttered, displeased, frowning. Then, as if he suddenly thought of something, he mumbled to himself quietly, "So disgusting... Could this person be the offspring of that Great Tang King?"

"Hmm?"

Summon didn't catch what Fang Mo said and asked, "What did you just say?"

"Oh, nothing."

Fang Mo shook his head and then, as if performing a trick, suddenly pulled out a small knife, "I said it's fine not to kill. Look, this dagger is coated with a regenerative potion."

"?"

Summon was stunned, "What do you mean?"

"Heh heh, we can just slice it."

Fang Mo laughed delightedly, "Eat endlessly, regenerate and recover like new. In other words, eat a piece, regenerate a piece..."

"???"

Summon's eyes widened in shock upon hearing this.

"???"

And not far away, the small lantern was so frightened that its face turned a bit pale.

Fortunately, Fang Mo didn't continue on this topic. Instead, he turned to the train conductor beside him, "Alright, in any case, get us a train ready to head out and attract the attention of those pirates."

"Uh... okay, sure."

Bellen nodded instinctively, "I'll notify the others to open the route, but it seems like the train driver isn't here right now..."

"Oh, no worries."

Fang Mo waved dismissively, "We have a driver. Just get the train ready. I'm in a hurry."

"What?"

Belén was stunned for a moment, then looked up at Marlene Kitzka.

"My apologies, Lord Fang Mo."

Marlene Kitzka clearly felt Fang Mo was implying her, so she quickly spoke up, "The technique to drive a sea train is different from Magaro. I didn't learn this skill in the royal court, so..."

"Oh, I wasn't talking about you."

Fang Mo casually interrupted Marlene's words, "I was referring to someone else who can drive."

"Is that so?"

Upon hearing this, Marlene Kitzka became even more puzzled, "With all due respect, Lord Fang Mo, but you and your companion..."

"My companion."

Fang Mo interrupted again.

"Uh... alright." Marlene hesitated but quickly changed her question, "But as far as I know, neither you nor your companion are from the Heavenly Realm, so how could you possibly drive a sea train?"

"Exactly."

Summon also became curious upon hearing this, "Have you driven one of these before?"

"No, I haven't."

Fang Mo spread his hands.

"Then you..."

But before Summon could finish, Fang Mo suddenly said, "Did you forget? We have Bruce. Let him drive."

"???"

Summon blinked, thinking she must have misheard, so she couldn't help but ask again, "What... did you just say?"

"I said, let Bruce drive."

"No, what's with this tentacle?"

Instead of answering the Summon's concerns, Fang Mo's attention was entirely drawn to the tentacle, and he hesitated, "Don't tell me... you're full of ink now?"

"Can you stop causing trouble at a time like this?"

The Summon said irritably, "The ring is just temporarily protecting its master. So what caused the shake? Could the train really be about to derail?"

"Let me check..."

Upon hearing this, Fang Mo glanced at Steve's mini-map.

And just that quick look was enough for him to see a large number of icons appearing in the rear carriages. Although they were pixelated, he still recognized who they were.

It was clearly the Scale Pirate Crew.

Besides a bunch of minor characters, Fang Mo even recognized the leader, Commodore Cannonhand, and the mermaid, Quong'qng. Apparently, this pirate crew had noticed the train too, probably having gotten some intel from somewhere. It seemed they were here to plunder.

"Don't worry, the train hasn't derailed."

After seeing this, Fang Mo promptly reassured the Summon, "It's the pirates."

"Phew, that scared me."

The Summon finally sighed in relief.

"Look at you, scared so easily." Fang Mo gave the Summon a disapproving look before drawing the Manyullyn Cleaver, "Alright, you keep an eye on things here. I'll be back soon."

"Wait..."

However, what Fang Mo didn't expect was for the Summon to stop him.

"Hmm?"

Fang Mo glanced at him.

"I'll go."

At this moment, the Summon seemed to have made up his mind. He glanced at the Manyullyn Cleaver in Fang Mo's hand and suddenly said, "If it's just a bunch of ragtag pirates... I can handle them. You stay here and drive the train."

"Oh wow, stepping up today, huh?"

Hearing this, Fang Mo was a bit surprised and patted his head, "Instead of finding an excuse to slack off, you're taking the initiative to fight?"

"Because I really don't want the train to derail."

As the Summon spoke, he began casting a summoning spell, "You always make too much of a scene..."

"Boss, don't fall for it!"

At that moment, the Manyullyn Cleaver in Fang Mo's hand suddenly spoke up, "She's the Queen of Treachery! She doesn't want you to handle that mermaid, Quong'qng, herself. Don't fall into her trap!"

"Hmm?"

Hearing this, Fang Mo suddenly realized and shot a suspicious glance at the Summon.

"You..."

The Summon's face turned pale, "Why are you giving me trouble!"

"Heh, women."

The Manyullyn Cleaver sneered, "How does it feel to be exposed by the 'weakest' weapon?"

"It's not like I had a choice!"

The Summon, her plan now failed, retorted angrily, "What else could I do? Let Misha choose that mute sword? It could smash Ghent, along with the entire island, into the Sky Sea with one strike! You think I wanted to choose a weapon full of mischief? I had no choice..."

"Boss, let me go!"

The Manyullyn Cleaver couldn't hold back anymore, "I... I'm going to stab this wicked woman!"

"Come on, go ahead, strike here."

The Summon seemed to have given up, placing one hand on her hip and pointing to her head with the other, "Your master will just resurrect me anyway."

"Why is this about me again?"

Fang Mo sighed, "Didn't we agree not to bring this up..."

Just as the two were arguing, the door to the captain's cabin was suddenly kicked open. A large, humanoid crocodile swaggered in from outside, unable to resist letting out a piercing laugh.

"Wa-ha-ha!"

The burly Commodore Cannonhand laughed arrogantly, "I can't believe you cowards dared to resume the route! You must have a death wish. Hand over your valuables..."

Unfortunately, before he could finish his sentence, sword energy and a whip simultaneously struck his body.

"Shut up!"

The Manyullyn Cleaver and the Summon yelled at him in unison.