Magoz sighed. He knew exactly what to do next. In addition to not being able to move to a better place, there was another thing that disgusted him very much in this deal. That was, he would be stained with a kind of

The bad smell. This was a side effect every time he followed his master's orders to perform restraints, and for whatever reason, it annoyed Magoz.

However, in order to gain that kind of power, it was worth making this sacrifice. And now he can go out on the street alone and go to the Devil's Buster Hotel to drink openly without having to worry about anyone waiting for an opportunity to bully him.

Magoz pulled off his collar, reached into his shirt, and took out a necklace. The silver pendant on the necklace was like a flaming blade. He held it tightly in his hand, as if it was going to pierce his palm.

Then he recited silently. Although he would never know this sentence

The meaning of the spell, but every time at this time, he always felt an unspeakable fear. He read: "Galtech Ered Nash. Ered Nash Bangalar. Ered Nash Harvey

Kjesog Gaeltech Erednash.”

A smell of sulfur began to permeate the entire room. Magoz hated this smell the most.

Gaeltech Ered Nash. Did you do as I asked?

"Yes, sir." To Magoz's embarrassment, he found that his voice sounded a bit shrill. He cleared his throat and lowered his voice as much as possible and said, "I did everything you asked me to do.

.When I mentioned the evil deeds of protozoa, almost the entire tavern joined in."

almost?

Magoz didn't like the threat the word implied. "One guy didn't want to join in, and everyone else ganged up on him. He just became a target. That was it."

It seems that you did a good job.

Finally he breathed a sigh of relief. "Thank you, sir, thank you. I am very happy to serve you." He hesitated, "Then, sir, can you consider moving me to a better place now? You may have noticed

Come on, that mouse——"

As long as you do things for us, you will definitely be rewarded.

"As you say, sir, but - I, I wish it could be faster." He decided to take advantage of the fear that had haunted him all his life. "Tonight, I encountered danger again, you know, near the dock.

Let’s take a walk—”

As long as you obey us, there will be no danger. You have nothing to fear anymore, Magoz.

"I-I know this. I just-"

You just want to live a life that you are not allowed to live yet. There is nothing wrong with that. But, Magoz, you have to be patient. The reward will come when it comes.

The smell of sulfur began to slowly subside. "Thank you, Mr. Galtech Erednash!"

A voice said vaguely: "Galtech Ered Nash." The room returned to silence.

At this time, there was a loud noise from the wall, and Magoz vaguely heard the neighbor next door shouting: "Stop the noise! ​​We are going to sleep!"

In the past, Magoz would have been frightened by such a shout, but now, he didn't care and fell on the mattress, hoping that the smell would not disturb his sleep.

"I never figured it out. What's the use of fog?"

Captain Bollick, the owner of the protozoan merchant ship Ogate, regretted his words as soon as he opened his mouth, because he found that he didn't want to answer the orderly's question: "Does it have to be of any use?"

Lei Bin shook his head and continued to clean the captain's fangs.

This is not a habit that every protozoa has. But Captain Bolick insists that as the owner of the Ogate, he has the obligation to maintain the best image.

The protozoa were originally a race of noble birth. Later, they were driven out of their homeland and became slaves of humanoid and demonic bugs. They lived a dirty and unclean life. Now, under the leadership of the great warrior Chen Feng,

Living as a free man in Hive Mountain, Boric felt the need to live less like a slave - which meant keeping tidy. While this would be a nightmare to most protozoa, Boric

Hopefully his crew can do just that.

That's what Rebin did. He always obeyed the captain's instructions better than the rest of the crew of the Ogate. He kept his eyebrows neatly trimmed, his fangs and teeth brushed, and his fingernails neatly trimmed.

Polished and sharpened. Accessories are simple yet tasteful - just a nose ring and a tattoo.

Lei Bin began to answer the captain's question: "Yes, sir. Everything has a reason for its existence, doesn't it? You see, the reason why water exists is for us to have fish to eat and for our ships to sail on it. The reason for the existence of air is

So it exists so that we can breathe freely. The earth gives us

It provides food, not to mention that it also allows us to build houses on it. We can build ships because of trees. And rain and snow. They also have a reason for existing - unlike the ocean, they provide us with water to drink.

water. Everything in the world has a reason for its existence.”

Rebin began to concentrate on sharpening the captain's nails. Bolick leaned back, his stool was placed next to the bulkhead, so he simply leaned on it. He asked: "The fog is useless?

"

"No. It's of no use except blocking the road."

Bolick laughed, and his newly cleaned teeth gleamed in the dim cabin. There was no light at all through the portholes, and the fog was too thick. The captain continued: "But rain and snow are also in the way."

"Yes, Captain, it's absolutely true." Lei Bin had already repaired his thumb, and he began to repair the other fingers, "But as I just said, rain and snow also have other effects. Although they

It's also in the way, but at least it can make up for it. But, sir, can you tell me, what's the use of fog? It can only block our sight, but it can't do anything else."

"Maybe so,"

Bolick looked at his orderly, "But it's probably just that we don't know its function for the time being. After all, it took us a lot of time to realize that snow is just frozen rainwater. At that time, protozoa also treated snow

See it as useless, just like you do now. Until later,

Snow's purpose - as you said, providing us with drinkable water - was only discovered. So, it's not the fog's fault, it's just that we haven't figured out the truth yet. The world will when we are ready

Tell us the truth, and now is not the time. It has always been that way.”

Leiben trimmed his nails. As he polished them, he thought about the captain's words: "I think that may be the case. But the fog didn't do us any good today. Did it, sir?"

"Indeed. How is the situation?"

"I guess it's not much better," Leibin shrugged. "The lookout said he couldn't even see the fangs on his face clearly from where he stood."

Bolick frowned. The boat kept rocking, and it was rocking harder and harder. This meant that their boat might have been affected by the wake of another ship.

As soon as Lei Bin was halfway through polishing, the captain stood up and said, "Le Bin, we will continue later."

Lei Bin stood up and nodded: "Okay, Captain."

Bolick grabbed his father's scepter and walked out of the cabin along the narrow corridor. The Ogat was named after his father's name Ogat.

Ogat—the original owner of the scepter—was a noble protozoan who died in a battle with the demonic insect army.

At that time, in order to build the best merchant ship, Bolick handed over the task of building the ship to the spirit insect body. The ship's builder, Rydes, was a capable old man.

He had promised Bolick that the corridor would be designed to be "exceptionally wide" to accommodate the protozoa's wide girth. Unfortunately, the "exceptionally wide" in the mind of the short elf insect was not the same as the protozoa's stature.

It pales in comparison, so now Captain Bolick had to walk sideways towards the stairs leading to the deck.

As he was climbing up the stairs, he met the first mate Kag. Kag stopped motionless when he saw the captain. "I was going down to find you, sir." He said with a smile, and almost stabbed him with his fangs.

Looking into the captain's eyes, "But I should have thought that you have already felt it."
Chapter completed!