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Chapter 64. Monet's Headache

On the way back, Kazan kept trying to increase the heating limit of his steel fruit in the center of the deck, which could currently reach two thousand degrees.

Even when the color of the third-level weapon is hardened, the flame red color faintly revealed under Kazan's body can be clearly seen.

Kazan now has the illusion that if the temperature is forcibly raised, his steel body will melt.

Therefore, he judged that the real reason for limiting the upper limit of Kazan's temperature is actually the strength of steel, and Kazan indeed spent less effort on this point.

After all, he knew that until now, he had almost never met an enemy that could hurt him, so he somewhat neglected this important point.

The effect of steel strength can only be highlighted when fighting an enemy that is equal to or even stronger than one's own strength.

"It's so hot! Brother! It's summer now!"

"Huh? Monet-chan is obviously a user with the snow fruit ability. She must be very afraid of heat. Why don't you get some snow to cool down?"

Monet's face turned red, and he was sweating profusely. He held his waist and stood next to Kazan, pointing at him. His legs seemed to be too hot and they were losing strength. They began to tremble. There was more and more sweat on his body. Look.

I was very hot when I came.

Funkley also felt that it was too hot, so he directly asked Monet to use his fruit power to cool down a little.

"Huh? That's right, Monet, you won't directly use the fruit's ability to cool yourself down."

Kazan, who originally did not intend to pay attention to Monet, after listening to Fon Klay's words, inexplicably looked at Monet, who started to twist around as Kazan stared at him.

"Why are you twisting? Can you stand still? Come here!"

Kazan felt irritated when he saw Monet twisting his body and rubbing his legs. What a big deal it is for girls to do such actions! He must be taught a lesson!

Eee~~Brother is so fierce, I like it so much...Second brother did a good job~

Monet put one hand in his mouth to bite lightly, and put the other hand on his lower abdomen. His two beautiful big eyes were becoming watery, and he was obviously in some terrible state.

Kazan saw that Monet's situation seemed to be getting worse and worse, so he directly picked up the wooden stick next to him and threw it twice in the air.

This wooden stick was originally broken on a small tree on the road to punish the little sugar that made mistakes.

Oh... Monet picked it up himself.

After carefully looking at this rough wooden stick with many thorns, Kazan secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He had never realized that this wooden stick was so scary before. Fortunately, he only scared Xiaosu.

As expected of a biological sister, she is cruel to her own sister.

Kazan glanced at Monet quietly, "Okay! He's still twisting his body! It seems that if he doesn't teach him a lesson today, he won't be able to do it anymore!"

Kazan raised the wooden stick under Monet's excited and taboo eyes. Monet trembled, gritted his teeth, and watched the wooden stick being pulled out with wide, lovely eyes.

row~

The sharp sound of breaking through the air showed the intensity of Kazan's force at this time. Even Feng Clay couldn't help but frown a little, and the thought of taking action to block the blow flashed through his mind.

But after all, Kazan is the captain and the eldest brother. When the eldest brother educates the younger sister, the second brother is not easy to interfere, so Feng Klay chooses to just watch. Anyway, he knows that Kazan cannot really hurt Monet.

Moreover, even Feng Klay could see that Monet seemed to have some quirks. Feng Klay had never encountered or understood this disease. It can be said that he knew nothing about all diseases.

I was afraid that Monet would fall into some bad situation because the disease was not corrected in time, so I adopted a wait-and-see attitude.

Snapped!

"Oh...brother~ why don't you hit me."

Monet was a little disappointed and a little happy looking at the wooden strips that Kazan had slapped on the floor next to her. She couldn't help but lower her head and smiled secretly, and then muttered a question.

Although I wasn't whipped by my brother this time, it still felt pretty good.

"My brain isn't very bright to begin with. What if I suddenly become even dumber after fighting?!"

Kazan raised his right hand, gently poked Monet's forehead with his index and middle fingers, and said helplessly.

I'm a good brother...

It was also the first time for Kazan to become a brother. He didn't know if he was overly pampering Monet and the others. This was really good for their growth. Kazan simply hoped that they would not be hurt, and

Always happy.

Kazan sighed, no matter where he was still trapped in Monet's unrestrained imagination, he walked to the bow of the ship and frowned as he looked at the sea ahead.

"I always feel like something is going to happen."

Kazan raised his hand and rubbed the center of his brow, then lowered his arm and placed it lightly on the two knife handles at his waist. At this time, the uneasiness in his heart was slightly relieved.

...

West Sea.

"Huh...this is the first time."

"I don't know, but we survived again."

"But several of our compatriots have died! We should not have sent these humans away in the first place."

"It's like that human being is fooling us. He can catch up with us and kill us all, but he always stops there suddenly and watches us leave."

The fishmen on the Sun Pirates collapsed on the boat one by one, panting, as if they had just experienced strenuous exercise.

"In the next period of time, we should be considered safe. We are not sure of the route to send these humans home, and the blue pheasants will definitely not be able to catch up with us."

The red fishman Fisher Tiger stood in the center of the crowd of fishmen covered in bruises and said in a deep voice.

Fisher Tiger felt very guilty because he had lost several compatriots because of his decision, so he stood at the front every time and tried his best to prevent his compatriots from being injured again.

But he didn't want to stop the action, he didn't want to give up halfway, he hoped to make some contribution to the landing on Fish-Man Island... He couldn't forget the longing of the children on Fish-Man Island for the sea.

Those big eyes full of starlight are the motivation for him to always stick to this path.

This is also one of the reasons why the fishmen of the Sun Pirates never left despite their constant complaints.

They hope that those children will not live the same childhood as they did when they were young, and hope that those children can go to the place they once longed for.

It's just that... different fish people have different opinions. The idea in most fish people's hearts is to use war and strength to make humans surrender.

Fisher Tiger also hoped in his heart that this would be useful, but having jumped out of Malinjoa, he knew the horror of human beings better than anyone else! That was definitely not an opponent that Fish-Man Island could match.

Can stupid creatures like humans be saved?

There is no hope, they are destined to fall into an existential crisis because of their actions.

Can Fishman Island be saved?

Who knows, maybe it's a long shot, but Fisher Tiger has to try.


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