How to become a mermaid

Chapter 124 Siren, a delicious ingredient
By the time Pochi and Alicia are reunited, the battle on the Moni is almost over.

With the dispatch of all the crew on the Moni, the happy Enqili family unexpectedly turned into the Enqili family who went to the underworld together.

They were blown down from the sky, and a family of seven birds neatly spread out in a row on the deck of the Moni.

Moreover, it is estimated that the sailors who arranged these siren corpses had some kind of obsessive-compulsive disorder, and even arranged them neatly according to their size from large to small.

Enqili was ranked last. She was almost charred by Moni, and her body shrank greatly.

Except for her, the other sirens died relatively peacefully, with only a few fatal wounds on their bodies, and they were not scorched.

Take a closer look, in fact, the siren is not ugly, except that there are more feathers on the body, no arms and only a pair of wings, and the lower part of the two legs is not the soles of human beings, but the hook claws of birds. It is no different from humans.

Even the faces are pretty good, with noses and eyes, at least none of these sirens are ugly, and from the eyes of some human beings with complex xp, they can even make a splash.

But it is a pity that these sirens kicked to the iron plate today.

Not to mention that there is a dragon here, even if Moni is not here now, the hundreds of crew members on the ship can kill them if they attack together.

There is a saying that a boat cannot be judged by its appearance, even if some boats turn around, the people on the board may not be able to point out who they are!
"Captain! The enemy has been completely wiped out! What do you think we should do, should we keep it as a potion, or have an extra meal tonight?" Hawke reported the results of the battle to Mony loudly.

Sirens are actually edible, although they look strange, but the meat is not poisonous, and the taste is not bad, with a natural salty aroma.

Especially a pair of large wings with a wingspan of two meters is simply the best choice for making grilled bird wings.

First of all, the feathers are plucked, and a few cuts are drawn on the wings with a knife, sprinkled with various spices, and marinated for a day or two.

Then put it on the iron rack to bake, and then brush with a little sauce, there is no need for additional oil, the wings can drip oil by themselves, and they are sizzled by the charcoal fire, and the outside is charred and the inside is tender.

Thinking of this, Hawke swallowed his saliva, and he also conveyed a message in his gaze towards Moni:
Grill 'em, Captain!
Sensing the expectant eyes of his own crew, Moni showed a clear smile on his face, and said, "Pull out all the feathers of these sirens, drain all the blood, remove the nails and claws, remove the heart and eyeballs." Hurry up and send them all to Planck."

"As for other things, you can deal with them as you like!"

These are the only things that are valuable on the Siren. As for the other parts, although they can also be used as potions, they are not very expensive to sell. Moni no longer cares about the little money, so it is better to leave it to the crew to roast.

"Obey, Captain!" Hawke was overjoyed when he heard Mooney's order.

He and several other sailors acted immediately, lifted the sirens in a hurry, and hurriedly carried them into the cabin, preparing to carry them to the kitchen to pluck their hair and let them bleed.

"Don't let the blood of those stinky birds drip on the carpet!" Mooney reminded loudly from behind.

"Understood the captain!" The sailors responded without looking back.

Seeing that the siren had been carried away, Moni casually called a few sailors over to clean up the deck.

After finishing here, he turned his head and looked around, and found that most of the thick fog surrounding the Moni had dissipated, and the view of the sea gradually became clearer and wider, and it seemed that he could continue to move forward.

So he hurried to the power room, ready to claim credit for his little fish.

Look, look, I've shot down these nasty big birds for you!
With brother Mo Ni here, there is no need to worry at all!
"Dengdengdeng..." Moni's footsteps became cheerful.

Not long after, they had reached the door of the power room.

"Squeak~"

With a soft sound, the door of the power room was pushed open.

Samantel, who was controlling the rudder in the room, saw Moni walking in covered in blood.

To be honest, because of the thick fog, Samantel didn't really see the war clearly, and could only vaguely see Moni's shadow haunting the fog.

Then there was a burst of screaming and yelling, which lasted about seven or eight minutes, and everything became quiet again, and then Mooney came back.

Although the result is already clear, Shaman Lair still asked: "Is it over?"

"It's over, no one left!" Mony nodded proudly, and said, "Don't worry, those stinky birds can't threaten you with me!"

"Not only sirens, you don't have to worry about encountering any enemies. I will do what a brother will do and protect you with all my heart!"

Hearing Moni's words, Shamanlael had a strange expression on his face.

He felt that it was a pity that Boqi wasn't here now, and he should let Boqi listen to Moni's words.

Money himself has admitted that he is a big boy!It's just one step away from being called daddy!

"Are you really... going to eat those sirens?" Shamanlael asked again.

Although he was in the cabin, he also heard the shouts of the sailors.

"I don't eat it, they eat it!" Money said.

He never eats his opponents, which is regarded as the last respect for these losers, but it doesn't matter whether the crew want to eat him or not.

"Don't you feel uncomfortable in your heart?" Shamanlael couldn't help asking this question.

Although he knows that sirens are different species from humans and their mermaids, after all, they have so many similarities, and they can speak and communicate.

If it's just defeating or killing, Shamanlell won't think there is any problem, but eating it... always feels a little hairy.

Money knew what Shamanleir was thinking. He touched his chin and said:

"It is true that there are many people who do not accept eating marine intelligent creatures, thinking that this is too cruel, but...the siren tastes pretty good."

This sentence tastes good, and it has been able to explain many problems.

This situation is the same as "the rabbit is so cute, how can you eat the rabbit, the spicy rabbit head is really delicious, you need to add more spicy".

Mercy is always vulnerable to delicious food!

The people on Auer star are no more ambiguous than the people on the earth in terms of eating, otherwise those delicious sea fish would not be fried for sky-high prices.

Seeing the unbearable expression on Shamanlaer's face, Moni suddenly thought of teasing the little fish. He patted Shamanlael on the shoulder and asked in a seductive tone:

"My dear Samantel, would you like to try those?"

"It's delicious~ It's tender and salty, with firm and full muscles, much chewier than sea fish. If you want to eat it, I can let them keep a pair of wings..."

This sentence is like the whisper of the devil, lingering in Shamanleir's ears.

Hearing that Moni said that he wanted to keep wings for himself, Shamanleir was startled, shook his head quickly, and refused: "I won't eat it! Don't keep it for me!"

He won't eat those talking things!

　Yesterday edg was so excited to win the championship, I stayed up all night before getting up, and the remaining two chapters will be updated at night.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)