Chapter 252 Undersea Battle
After receiving a salary of 2 gold coins and a task subsidy of 3 gold coins from Sophia, Camus stopped a carriage and rushed home. It was already three or four o'clock in the afternoon when he returned home. He looked at the empty house and shrugged his shoulders. Just as he was about to go upstairs, he saw the hired servants busy in the kitchen. He paused and said hello after thinking for a while.
"Good afternoon, dear lady."
"Oh... Mr. Camus, you are back? Do you need something to eat?" The middle-aged woman heard the voice and turned back immediately. She was wearing a gray skirt, a scarf tied around her chest, and a knife in her hand. Camus looked down and saw a few peeled potatoes there.
"No, I'm not hungry. I remember you are from Qiuri City. I'm sorry that I've been too busy these days and don't have time to talk to you." Looking at the woman who was a little uneasy, Camus touched his chin and walked back to the sofa.
"Okay, wait a moment." Hearing that Camus wanted to know about himself, the hired servant immediately put down the tools in his hand and stood opposite Camus.
"How is Qiuri City? How is the situation in the city when you came here?" Camus got straight to the point. This was the reason why he wanted to talk to the hired servant.
"The situation is not very good. I heard rumors that someone died. Everyone ran out, and we ran out too, but I didn't see any problems in Qiuri City. Mr. Camus, maybe you can take a look at the newspaper. Miss Lacus subscribed to the newspaper, which is in the mailbox at the door." Hearing Camus asking about this, the hired servant answered his question truthfully. Hearing his answer, Camus pursed his lips and dealt with a few words.
"I know, are all your family here?" In order not to make his purpose too obvious, Camus asked about the family situation of the servant.
"Yes, sir, our family is here. My husband works as a porter in the newly built lower-class street. My daughter cooks and does some simple chores at home, and I am a cook. I used to be a cook." The servant answered truthfully.
"How old is your daughter? Doesn't she study?" Hearing the servant talking about his daughter, Camus spoke immediately.
"Sir... my daughter is 12 years old. My salary is already very high, even twice that of my husband, but we really can't afford to send her to school. Even the cheapest public school costs about 8 silver coins, which is not something we can afford." Hearing the sensitive word "study", the servant immediately smiled bitterly and described their difficulties in a helpless tone.
"Sorry, I think you will be fine." Camus apologized immediately after hearing this, and he comforted her.
"Sir, if nothing happens, I have to make ingredients. Miss Lacus will be back soon. She said she went to buy a phonograph." The servant glanced at the pendulum clock next to him and spoke immediately. His task was to make lunch and dinner. It was already four or five o'clock. If he delayed any further, she would be late for home.
"Okay..." Camus nodded slightly after hearing this, and he walked out again, picked up today's newspaper and went up to the attic.
Gold Coast, Twin Straits, the shallow sea at noon is sparkling, and under the calm sea surface is the cold current surging under the tide. In the flat seabed, a tall coral tree is like a tree, densely packed everywhere. There are all kinds of fishmen here, including octopus people, red-scaled fishmen, and so on. Some of them lie on the coral tree to get news, and some play on the seabed. There is a tall sand castle on the beach in the middle, and some guards are patrolling on it. The lifestyle of the fishmen here is very backward, as if the civilization above has not changed them.
Behind a colorful coral, Akali squatted on the coral and looked ahead. He frowned secretly at the soldiers in the distance. Their weapons were still bone, with only a small amount of iron tissue. The trading method here was actually a barter mode, which made her a little helpless. This was too backward.
"The king is coming out."
There was a noise not far away, and a huge hollow coral tree was lifted out of the sand castle. A person with red scales and a simple pearl crown could be vaguely seen inside. Seeing the target coming out, Akali silently jumped down from the coral tree and walked towards the crowd.
"Robbery... I want meat, I want precious wine, I want beautiful cloth." Seeing the king coming out, the fishmen in the crowd shouted loudly, and the sound of robbery resounded through the sky. Akali looked at their simple clothes and primitive behavior, and couldn't help but complain secretly.
Fortunately, I can live on the shore for a long time after eating the golden leaves. It would be unimaginable to stay on the seabed forever like them.
No wonder most pirates are fishmen, they are too poor.
After thinking for a moment, Akali's body slightly tightened. He looked at the coral float that was about to arrive here, and a gloomy smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
"Dear citizens, follow me to Shanghai."
"Shanghai, Shanghai... Shanghai." Hearing his voice, the crowd suddenly boiled, and everyone took out their weapons and rushed up with the coral float.
"Clang..." Suddenly a blue light flew out from the crowd, and the red-scaled fishman sitting on the coral float suddenly shrank his eyes, and he jumped off the carriage in embarrassment.
"Boom..." With a loud roar, the float was instantly split into two, and coral fragments flew all over the sky. The crowd below saw it and screamed and fled in all directions. After they ran away, they looked back and found a blue-scaled fishman standing in front of their king with a long sword in her hand. The aura on her body was extremely sharp, and the sword in her hand was also emitting blue light.
"Swordsman... Blue-scaled fishman" The tall middle-aged fishman shrank his eyes when he saw Akali. A stream of water appeared around the body he was looking at, and the sound of praise came out of the water.
"Great sea spirit, I sing your greatness, your body tears all enemies apart, your roar is our war drum..." As the red-scaled fishman murmured, a translucent black shadow appeared behind him. This shadow exuded a palpitating smell. Akali heard his recitation and saw the translucent shadow behind him. She raised her mouth and rushed towards the fishman with her sword. The picture of her childhood appeared in her mind. Because the blue-scaled fishman was defeated, her father died. He was a brave warrior, and his mother was also a great mother. She and her mother lingered in the slave camp. In the end, because of illness, her mother also left him. She was sold to human slave traders and lived a life of humiliation for many years.
"Great sea spirit, please punish this person who offended you." Seeing Akali rushing over without saying anything, the red-scaled fishman recited more anxiously, and the shadow behind him twisted his body suddenly, and the surrounding sea currents suddenly became turbulent as it twisted.
"Swish..." The tentacles of the shadowy sea monster smashed towards Akali who was running, and the huge force even caused a series of sonic booms to appear in the water.
"Instant Slash"
Seeing the huge tentacles whistling, Akali's face turned cold, and she twisted her wrist to slash horizontally. A seven or eight meter long blue sword energy slashed out, and the whistling sword energy split the sea water in two and hit the whistling tentacles.
"Woo..." Akali's sword energy split the huge tentacles in two, and then the blue sword light slashed towards the red-scaled fishman with unabated force.
"Shelter..." Seeing the tentacles being cut open, the whistling sword energy suddenly made the red-scaled fishman's face change drastically. He shouted hurriedly, and the shadow behind him immediately bent over to wrap him up.
"Boom..." At the center of the explosion, rubble mixed with broken corals spread around. The huge power even made the fishmen watching the show from a distance unstable. A gray-white steel giant ship on the sea felt the shaking under the ship. The crew members in white uniforms on the ship looked at a person in front of them. Gandalf, who was wearing a white officer's uniform, stood on the side of the ship and looked at the calm sea surface. There was no expression on his face.
"Captain, there is a magical fluctuation under the ship. Do you need to leave this area?" An adjutant looked at the sea surface, and there was an admiration on his face, and his tone was eager to try.
"Wait..." Gandalf just said lightly when he heard it. His eyes looked at the sea surface calmly. After a while, a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
"You asked me to watch you kill fish. I wonder how many you have killed now? Lieutenant... What level is the extraordinary person underground?" After thinking about it, Gandalf still asked. He knew that there were a large number of fishmen and pirates living in the Twin Straits, but he didn't know whose territory this was.
"Report, this is the territory of a red-scaled fishman. They make a living by robbing merchant ships. The fish king is a chanter of sequence ten, stage two." The lieutenant took out a sea chart from his waist as soon as he heard it. He observed it for a while and then reported it to Gandalf.
"Oh... level two." Hearing that the other party was only level two, Gandalf shook his head slightly and turned to walk towards the operations room.
"Sir, the order from headquarters is that we must return in half a month. According to your itinerary plan, we may be late. If you want to punish these fishmen, I will immediately order them to release mines."
"No, lieutenant... I have the final say when we go out to sea. The ship will wait here. I have an important guest coming up later. No shooting is allowed without my order." Gandalf shook his hand. He looked down at the sea chart and spoke while calculating. The lieutenant who received the order immediately saluted and went out.
"Hmph... If it weren't for the support of the Freemasons, maybe I would be just a lieutenant like him now." Seeing the man go out, Gandalf looked at his shoulder badges, his tone was a little emotional. He didn't know the importance of background until he came to the maritime government. For someone like him who entered halfway, it would cost a huge price to lead a ship alone, and all these prices were paid by Laura.
"Ah... who are you?" Because of fear, the red-scaled fishman could only hide in the arms of the phantom monster. He looked at the sword energy that Akali slashed from time to time and his heart was full of shadows. His magic power was not much, and once the magic power was exhausted, his consequences could be imagined.
"How long can you hide?" Looking at the shrinking red-scaled fishman, Akali just said a word calmly, and then the attack in her hand became more fierce.
"Boom... Boom...", the collision sound of sword energy and barrier continued. Every blow of Akali struck everyone's heart. The fishmen not far away looked at Akali who was wandering around like a ghost and casually slashing sword energy. They opened their mouths. This was the first time they saw an enemy stronger than the king. Did they have to change the king today?
"Boom..." After slashing the last sword, seeing that she could not break the protection of the monster, Akali stood not far away at a fast pace. As the turbid water gradually dissipated, a red-scaled fishman with a purple face appeared in everyone's sight. He showed a pleading expression after seeing Akali.
"The king is here, stop fighting, I don't want anything, please let me go."
"Take my sword, if you can catch it, I will leave." Hearing his voice, Akali spoke faintly, the elf sword in her hand emitted a faint glimmer, a tall shadow appeared behind her, and a chill appeared in her eyes.
"Draw the sword and cut."
As the cold voice sounded, a sword energy mixed with blue-green light slashed at the red-scaled fishman in the turtle shell with unparalleled power. The crescent-shaped sword energy immediately slashed the phantom, and with a crisp cracking sound, the turtle shell of the red-scaled fishman shattered.
"No..."
Looking at the whistling sword energy, the red-scaled fishman let out a hysterical scream, and the center of the slash immediately splashed mud and water all over the sky, and a sword mark more than ten meters long appeared on the beach at the bottom of the sea.
"Done, let's go." Seeing that he was dead, Akali immediately swam up, and the fishmen still looked at the battlefield with their mouths wide open, unable to come back to their senses for a long time. After a long time, a huge voice sounded.
"The king is dead, that person is gone, who will be the king?"