How to become a mermaid

Chapter 111 Ole Comes First
Hearing that Moni said that he would do everything in his power to help himself, Shamanleir felt a slight touch in his heart.

A thought even popped into my mind: If Mooney wasn't a pervert, he would be a... good brother?

However, this thought didn't last long, and was interrupted just as it came out.

"Captain, the cannonballs are here!" The two sailors who were patrolling the cabin before carried the boxes containing the cannonballs according to Moni's instructions.

This is a black solid wood box, because it needs to be moisture-proof, so the airtightness is very good, only a gap can be seen in the opening and closing.

The entire box was locked with a large golden lock, and it was tightly closed.

"Put it on the ground." Money casually instructed.

Hearing his words, the two sailors nodded and carefully put the box down.

After putting the things away, one of the blond-haired sailors glanced at Shaman Leer next to Moni, and asked Moni with some hesitation: "Captain, are you... are you teaching the mermaid how to shoot?"

Although he also knows that his captain likes mermaids, isn't this situation a little outrageous?

No matter how much you like mermaids, you can't give them weapons to play with!Can something like a cannon be used to make fish happy?
The more the yellow-haired sailor thought about it, the more he felt that Mooney was too nonsense. He looked at him with sad eyes, and shouted silently in his heart: Captain, wake up!

However, Mooney couldn't hear his subordinate's voice at all. He even felt that the sailor's eyes twitched to see if there was something wrong with him, so he waved him away directly.

"You don't have to worry about what I want to do. I don't need your help now. Go out first!"

Hearing Moni's words, the sailor and his companion looked at each other, and they both saw deep worry in each other's eyes.

It was hopeless, the captain was in a daze.

"Captain, you still... don't get too addicted!"

After a brief reminder to Moni, the two sailors exited the cabin.

Hearing this somewhat inexplicable sentence, Mooney showed a puzzled expression on his face.

What is he obsessed with?Can you shoot?

"I don't know why..." Monny whispered, frowning.

He was not interested in playing charades with the crew, so he quickly put this matter behind him, put a happy smile on his face again, and said to Shamanleir in a crooked voice: "I will show you now How to load the shells!"

After speaking, Money took out the key to open the box.

With a "squeak ~" sound, the heavy cover was lifted, revealing the four shells neatly arranged inside.

Each of these cannonballs is as big as Shaman Lair's head, with a round shape, and a red lead wire as thick as chopsticks on the top.

Except for the strange green color, it looks no different from the shells in Shaman Lear's impression.

Money picked up a cannonball, pointed to the red wire on it and said:
"In order to have enough time to aim, I used a special fuse. If it is ignited with a general flame, it will take one or two minutes to burn to the end."

"It will be faster if you use the dragon's breath. The lead wire can be burned out within ten seconds. If you need to fire it immediately in an emergency, you can ask your big anemone friend to help you light the fire."

"I think it's supposed to be with you, right?" Money asked with a smile.

"Ole is not called a sea anemone, it's a dragon! And he's stronger than you, you lost to it before!" After Moni finished speaking, Shamanleer immediately retorted.

Hearing Shamanleir say that he lost the fight, the corner of Moni's mouth twitched.

Although he didn't want to admit it, he did lose that time.

The temperature of Ole's flame was much higher than he had imagined, almost scorching him. If he hadn't prepared another plan, he wouldn't have been able to catch Shamanleir at all.

"Well, I was wrong. I mean you can ask your sea anemone dragon friend to help light the fire. I think with it and these shells, you should not encounter any danger when sailing at sea." Mo Ni changed his words.

"I can order it myself, I don't need Ole's help!" Shamanlaer said with a little pride.

"But you're not that fast," Money said.

He still doesn't know that Shamanlear can also breath dragons. He thinks that this little fish doesn't want to trouble his friends. After all, it seems that the sea anemone dragon is not so convenient when it breathes fire, and it will hurt itself.

Hearing Moni's words, Samantel shook his head and said something that shocked him: "No, I mean I can also breathe dragon breath!"

"Huh?" Hearing what Shamanlear said, Mooney made a doubtful voice.

He thought he heard it wrong, how could a mermaid master the breath of a dragon?

Although the skills that mermaids can awaken are various, but Shaman Lear is not a dragonborn, how could it be...

and many more!

Moni seemed to think of something, his eyes lit up suddenly, he looked at Shamanlaer with disbelief, and asked, "Oh~ my dear Shamanlael, is it because of me?"

"That's really... I'm so sorry!" Although Mo Ni said sorry, the corners of his mouth couldn't be restrained from rising, and there was an uncontrollable smile even in his voice.

"I didn't know that I would have such an influence on you. I've obviously restrained myself and didn't do anything too intimate with you."

"Don't worry, I will be responsible for you..."

"Stop! It's not what you think, stop talking!"

Hearing that Moni even said such strange words as being responsible for himself, Shamanlael couldn't help but let out a loud cry, stopping his fantasy.

In Moni's puzzled eyes, Shaman Lair said to him sternly: "It's not because of your influence, it's Olei! Because I drank Olei's blood, I became a dragonborn, and you It doesn't matter at all!"

Hearing Shamanleir say Ole's name, the smile on Moni's face stopped instantly, and the face-changing speed was even faster than the face-changing in Sichuan opera.

"You said... that sea anemone dragon?!" Moni asked with a sullen face.

"Of course it's Ole!" Shamanleir nodded firmly, and said, "The fire I spit out is different from yours, your flame is red, but mine is golden, which is the color of Ole! "

As he said that, Shamanleir's eyes narrowed, he opened his mouth and sprayed forward: "Drink...tui!"

Following his movements, a cluster of small finger-sized flames floated out of his mouth, and hit Moni's face flickeringly.

"Zi..." The golden sparks in red hit Moni's thick skin, just like hitting a thick wall, and went out instantly, leaving only a slightly red mark.

"Look, it's not the same as you!" Shaman Lair said.

Perhaps it was Shamanleir who also brought out the saliva when he spit fire just now, and Moni calmed down after being sprayed like this.

He touched the red mark on his face, and asked, "Did Ao Lei tell you what kind of dragon his father is?"

(End of this chapter)