How to become a mermaid

Chapter 113 Small fish drive big boat
In fact, not only red dragons can breathe fire, but also other kinds of dragons can also breathe fire.

The red dragon is just the one with the strongest stamina, and the flame temperature is not the highest.

Judging from the temperature of Aore's flame, its father is most likely not a red dragon, but Aore's appearance is too abstract, and Moni can't tell its type from its appearance.

Although he didn't know why Mooney asked this question, Shamanleir still answered seriously: "It never said it."

"That's it..." Mo Ni touched his chin and said, "I guess it may be the descendant of [Lava Dragon]. Their flames are extremely hot and their color is pure gold."

"You can ask Ao Lei next time. I remember that dragons like them seem to have a training method of drinking lava to increase the power of fire. Maybe it can try it too."

Speaking of this, Moni suddenly changed the subject and said to Shamanleir:
"However, no matter what kind of dragon it is, the principle of fire breathing is similar. Your flame power is too small, and you probably haven't grasped the essentials. If you want, I can actually teach you how to breathe fire more effectively. .”

"How about it, my dear Samantel, do you want to learn how to breathe fire with me?" Money asked with a smile.

Do you still need to ask this question? Of course I agree!
Samantel nodded and said, "Teach me, Moni!"

Since Moni wants to teach, there is no reason for him not to learn. Anyway, he is a master who does not need money, and he does not learn for nothing.

Seeing that Samantel agreed, a satisfied smile appeared on Moni's face.

Not bad, not bad!

Although he was not the one who made Shamanlell a dragonborn, at least he taught him to breathe fire. In this way, will his dear little fish think of himself every time he breathes fire in the future?
Thinking of this, Money felt extremely happy.

"Well, from tomorrow... oh no, starting from this evening, as long as I have time, I will teach you to practice for an hour every night!" Moni said briskly.

Shamanleir had no objection to this and agreed.

Money also nodded with a smile, and a consensus was reached on one person and one fish.

After talking about the fire-breathing, Moni didn't forget their business here.

He raised the cannonball in his hand and demonstrated the loading method to Shaman Lear.

"First pull off the back cover, then hold the shell with both hands and stuff it into the barrel."

After finishing this action, Mooney turned his head and told Shamanlell: "Be careful not to let it fall to the ground, or you may blow yourself up."

"Yeah!" The good student Shaman Lair said that he remembered it.

"Very good!" Moni smiled, and put the cover behind the barrel on.

After tightening it hard, he simulated an ignition maneuver, twisting the leads.

"Close the back cover tightly, then ignite the fuse, lock the enemy's position, pull it hard, and it will fly out with a snap, exploding a beautiful flower in the sky!"

Speaking of this, Moni raised a finger and told Shaman Leer: "Remember, the interval between firing each shell is at least 30 seconds. Don't be too anxious to fire, otherwise the chamber may explode." Yes, it will hurt yourself!"

"Be sure, be careful!" Moni emphasized.

Listening to his serious yet playful tone, Shamanlael had a familiar sense of sight.

It feels... like a kindergarten teacher coaxing children on earth.

If you change this sentence into the children of Shaman Lair, you must not play with fire and fire, and you will wet the bed at night, and it seems that there is no sense of disobedience.

Thinking of this, Samantel wanted to laugh a little bit, and said to Moni: "Got it, don't need to emphasize, I'm not a three-year-old kid!"

"Hmm~" Mooney raised his eyebrows and asked, "So, my dear Shamanleir, how old is the little mermaid now?"

Although he already knew the name of Shaman Lair, but he didn't know his age, he only knew that this was definitely an underage fish.

"33 years old!" Samantel didn't hide anything, and replied directly.

Hearing him tell his age, the expression on Moni's face froze.

It turns out that this small fish is still so small, I let such a small fish sail...will it really not turn over?
Judging from Shaman Lair's previous calm performance, he thought the little fish was at least 50 years old.

33 years old... At the age of a mermaid, even if it is not a three-year-old child, it is not much older!
In addition to worrying about capsizing, Money also felt ashamed.

Look what he's done before, snatching a little fish in his 30s away from his mother and locking him up.

This kind of behavior is even more extreme than that of his own stupid biological father!

"I'm sorry!" Money said apologetically.

Hearing his apology suddenly, Samantel still felt a little puzzled, glanced at him suspiciously, and said, "You have already apologized."

"May I try loading the cannonball myself?" asked Shaman Lair.

"Of course!" Money readily agreed, and handed him the green cannonball in his hand.

This thing was heavier than Samantel expected, and he almost missed it when he got it.

Weighing it up and down, Shamanlael felt as if he was holding a big solid iron ball in his hand.

He imitated Moni's actions to load the cannonball, simulate firing and firing, practiced repeatedly three or four times, and he was almost familiar with this thing before he returned the cannonball to Moni.

"Have you learned it now?" Money asked.

"Yeah!" Samantel nodded.

Money put the shells back into the wooden box and said, "Now that we are familiar with the process, let's go here first."

"It's dinner time, you should be hungry?" Money asked with a smile.

"I'm really sorry for letting you eat frozen fish during this period of time. After the tide moon is over, I will go to the sea to catch fish for you and Pochi myself."

Mooney said while cleaning up the teaching site.

Because the moon of tides is the month of living corpses, they need to finish their dinner before the sun goes down completely, otherwise food may jump up and hit people, which will be troublesome.

These bouncing foods can actually be eaten, as long as they are crushed and swallowed, and after a period of time without the moonlight, they will completely disappear.

It's just that no one would want to experience this feeling, because after being eaten, these pieces of minced meat that have not completely lost their vitality will squirm and roll in the mouth, throat, stomach and intestines for a while, just like Countless little bugs are constantly arching.

Not long after, Moni packed up the cannonballs and led Shamanleer to the middle of the cabin.

There are about [-] wooden boxes in this area, each with the name of a kind of fish written on it.

"What kind of fish do you want to eat tonight?" Money asked casually, pointing to these boxes.

These large wooden boxes are the "refrigerators" used to store meat on the Moni.

Every once in a while, a crew member would come over to check and cast skills to keep these boxes at low temperature by means of artificial refrigeration.

After looking a little at the names written on these boxes, Shamanlell chose something that he seldom eats.

"Rayfish!"

"Hmm~" Moni nodded, opened the box where the ray was stored, and took out five large ray that had been frozen hard.

With these foods, Moni and Shamanleir walked out of the cabin.

Seeing the two crew members guarding the cabin door, Moni casually ordered: "Remember to cover the things here with a black cloth, and don't let them come into contact with the moonlight."

"Yes, Captain!"

　Ask for the first order!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)