How to become a mermaid

Chapter 375 Can't think of any title, just want to remind everyone that the holiday is over!
The teenage assassin in Shaman Lair's room was quickly taken away.

From other populations, he also knew more information.

There are a total of five people who launched the attack today.

They are all "handmaids" in the palace, but there are only two real women, and the other three are men.

These people, both men and women, look like underage children.

The one Shamanleer met was the youngest, and the others were not very old, at most fifteen or sixteen years old.

"Money, you shouldn't be so sloppy in recruiting people in your palace, right? Not only can you not tell the difference between men and women, but you also recruited so many child laborers!" After learning that these assassins were all minors, Samantel immediately Taunted Mooney.

Hearing these words, Mooney could only smile awkwardly, without the face to say anything to refute.

Today was indeed a day of embarrassment for him.

Although the level of these assassins is not high, they are extremely concealed. If it weren't for today's attack, he would never have discovered that there are so many spies in his palace!
In order to reassure the guest fishes, he could only reassure them: "Don't worry, I will find out all these bugs today! I will never let them go!"

After hearing Moni's words, the arctic fishes were not very happy, but shouted loudly:
"Then what should we do now, toss with you?"

"We don't want to play cat and mouse games with you. You are responsible for your own mistakes. I am so sleepy now that I want to sleep well!"

"Yes yes yes! We need sleep!"

Faced with the protests of these fish, Moni hastily assured: "Of course I will let all the distinguished guests rest well!"

"In fact, I'm going to arrange servants to change rooms for you right now, and then send personal guards to guard the door of each room all night, so as to ensure that everyone's sleep will not be delayed!"

Hearing this, the fishes of the Arctic delegation were a little more satisfied, and said, "For your sincerity, we will barely forgive you for your dereliction of duty this time."

"If there is another time, we will have to reconsider to see if you are a reliable partner!"

Seeing that the emotions of these arctic creatures seemed to have eased a bit, Moni showed a polite smile on his face, and after saying a few words of comfort to them, he ordered his personal guards to take them to a new room.

Shamanlael and Zorro did not go with them, but stayed here temporarily.

"I heard from my incompetent apprentice that you want to build a college and let him be the dean?" Zoro asked Moni in this way.

"That's what it means! I think Planck is very good and fully qualified to be the dean!" Moni replied readily.

"That's it..." Zorro nodded thoughtfully with Moni's affirmation, and then said: "As long as you don't bully him like before, it's no problem to ask him to work for you."

"However, I've heard that racial discrimination among humans is particularly serious, and those of mixed race are easily excluded among you humans."

"What if Planck is targeted by other humans and bullied on campus?"

Although Zorro always dislikes Planck, he still cares about himself as a seal apprentice.

"This..." Mo Ni hadn't thought that Plank would be bullied on campus at such an age, and he was a little stunned for a while.

But thinking about it carefully, Planck's character is so gentle, it seems that he is really easy to bully?

What if he was really bullied and turned into a sad seal?
Just when Moni was in a stalemate, Shaman Lair on the side directly answered: "Then find more mixed-races as teachers!"

"There should be a lot of mixed-race children in this world, and there must be some excellent pharmacists among them. We can hire them as teachers!"

"In this way, Planck's dean in the human world will not appear abrupt, and it will also highlight Digeia's atmosphere of freedom and equality!"

Hearing Shamanleir's suggestion, Moni's eyes lit up instantly, and he quickly echoed: "Xiaoyu is right! If more mixed-race teachers are hired as teachers, Planck may be able to make a few more friends! "

Seeing that Moni had come up with a plan, Zorro's expression relaxed, and he said to Moni: "Since this is the case, I don't have any other opinions. You can figure it out yourself!"

After finishing speaking, it swayed away, leaving only a round figure behind.

"The relationship between master and apprentice is quite deep..." Looking at Zoro's back, Moni murmured to himself with some envy.

Shaman Lair couldn't help sighing: "The feelings between creatures in the Arctic are very pure! This is one of the reasons why I like the Arctic!"

If it is said that in the few years when he traveled to Auer star, Shamanlaer regretted that he had become a fish instead of a human, then now he has completely accepted the fact that he is a fish, and even Thank you for that.

It's a good thing he is a fish, otherwise he would definitely not meet so many good fish now!

Watching Zoro walk all the way back to the room, Shamanlael remembered his reason for staying here.

With a serious expression on his face, he asked Moni: "The assassin this time should be sent by those from the Mayan Empire, right?"

Money nodded affirmatively, and said, "Apart from them, there is no second possibility!"

This attack, no matter in terms of purpose or method, can only be described as simple and rude.

But I have to say that they managed to respond to Moni, and they also succeeded in provoking the dissatisfaction of the Arctic creatures.

"It's really a group of lingering guys!" Thinking of what he and the Sacred Fire Cult have done in these years, Shamanleir showed a bored expression on his face, and complained: "I really want to let all these annoying guys disappear as soon as possible! Give this world a piece of cake." clean!"

"This is also my ideal."

Mooney showed a smile on his face, and said to him, "We just need to bear with it for a while, and we will succeed!"

"The current development momentum of the Boqi religion is very rapid, plus my recent plans, if they are all successful, I estimate that it will take no more than five years to accumulate enough faith to allow Boqi to start ascending to the gods! "

Hearing Moni's words, Samantel on the side showed a worried expression on his face, and said, "Five years seems a little too long."

"Now that the Poki Sect has been able to pose a threat to the Sacred Fire Sect, I don't think those guys will let us achieve our goal so easily."

"There will definitely be more and more small actions like this in the future, and we must be more cautious!"

"Not only the spies must be investigated in the palace, but the entire Digeya kingdom must be investigated!"

"I know." Moni also put on a serious expression on his face, and said: "This incident did give me a wake-up call. I also noticed that there are many Mayan eyeliners in Digea, but in order to avoid To scare the snakes, so they have not been moved."

"Now it seems...it's time to close the net!"

"Not to mention cleaning up all those people, at least they can't affect the singer's conference!" Shaman Lair added.

In fact, he also knows that such things as spies are inexhaustible, and after eradicating one group, another group will follow.

He only hoped that such an attack would not happen at the singers conference prepared by Moni, otherwise it would shake the hearts of the people.

After saying this, Shamanlael still felt a little uneasy in his heart for some reason, as if there was something he hadn't considered.

So, he asked Moni, "Do you know about the progress of the Sacred Fire Cult?"

"I have a vague hunch that their attack this time does not seem to be as simple as it appears on the surface, and it seems that there is another purpose hidden behind it!"

"The progress of the Sacred Fire Cult?" Moni was stunned for a moment when asked this question suddenly.

After thinking for a while, he said, "As far as I know, there are more than 700 churches of the Sacred Fire Church in the whole continent, which is about 100 more than the churches of the Boqi Church."

"However, their believers are not as devout as us, so I think our progress should be about the same as theirs!"

Hearing this answer, a bad idea suddenly flashed in Shamanleir's mind, and he asked, "Then...what if they find a way to increase the faith of the believers?"

"Before the Sacred Fire Cult came to the stage, didn't the favorite thing to do was to use despicable methods to control believers and develop them into fanatics?"

Even though they put on a seemingly glamorous camouflage now, the inside is still filthy. Shaman Lear believes that as long as Edwin and the others are willing, those civilians who believe in the Holy Fire Cult will instantly become victims of their ambitions!

Moni didn't quite agree with Shamanleir's idea, and retorted: "Is this idea too radical?"

"At least half of the people in the Mayan Empire are Holy Fire Cultists. Is Oliver planning to sacrifice all those ordinary people?"

Due to the unique marriage relationship of the Mayan Empire, the Sacred Fire Cult easily developed rapidly in this country and gained more and more people's support.

If these people are all turned into fanatics, the whole country will not be in chaos?

"What if? We can't underestimate a group of lunatics, we must take precautions against them!" Shamanlael still felt that his thoughts were well-founded.

He looked at Moni with a serious expression, and said, "Tomorrow I have to go back to the ship to unload the cargo I brought, and bring my magic conch!"

"I've got to go see Edwin for myself!"

In fact, during these years in the North Pole, it was not that Shamanlell had used the magic conch to observe Edwin's movements.

However, the strange thing was that no matter how he looked at it, this Edwin didn't look the same as before.

In his observations, Edwin treats people warmly, is sincere and courteous, and looks like a good person, even in private, completely subverting Shamanleir's perception of him.

If it wasn't for Shaman Lair, he would have known the true face of this guy, and he would have been deceived by him.

Apart from being too good at acting, it can only be explained by the saying that Edwin brainwashed himself.

In this case, it is very likely that Shamanleir still got nothing this time, but he still wants to give it a try and see if he can catch some lies of the Sacred Fire Cult.

Seeing that Shamanleir was so persistent, Moni couldn't object, but nodded and said, "Okay, I support your idea!"

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In the morning of the next day, Moni followed Samantel to the pier to unload the goods.

Different from the fish goods in the North Pole, the goods brought by Shaman Lair with the ship this time were all strange things that were completely unexpected to Moni.

Standing on the wharf of Polbo Port, Moni looked at a batch of giant plants unloaded from the ship that were three to four meters high, with chubby goldfish-shaped growths on their heads, and asked in surprise: "These... Could it be all fish head grass?"

Ordinary fish head grass is not so tall, and the fish head does not grow so big.

Look at the fat fish heads, almost bigger than a house cat!

Faced with Moni's confusion, Shamanlaer nodded vigorously.

He walked up to a fish head grass and introduced it proudly: "These are all enhanced versions that have been improved by me!"

After finishing speaking, Samantel showed Moni the enhancements of these fish head grasses.

"This is the bass!" He stretched out his hand and lightly touched the shortest fish head grass twice.

"Ah..." A deep and deep voice came out of Yutoucao's mouth.

Not to mention, the cry of this fish head grass is quite magnetic, no worse than those singers.

"These are alto!" Shaman Lair said, and touched a few taller fish head grass next to him.

"Ah~!" A higher-pitched voice came from the mouths of these fish-head grasses. The timbre of each fish-head grass was different, and it was unexpectedly pleasant to mix together.

"And these are the treble parts!" Samantel came to the two tallest fish head grasses, and touched them according to the previous steps.

"Wow~!" A soprano sounded like an aria from the mouths of these two fish head grasses.

As soon as the melodious voice came out, Mo Ni gasped, and for a moment thought that there was someone hiding in the two fish head grasses.

"They can still be combined!" Seeing that Moni seemed to be interested in this thing, Shamanlell smiled and flicked his hands back and forth briskly.

"Wow ~ ah ah ~" I could only hear the singing of the fish head grasses echoing one after another in an instant over the silent port.

If he hadn't seen these fish headweeds screaming with his own eyes, Mooney seemed to think he was in an opera house at this moment.

The screaming lasted for several minutes before it subsided slowly.

"Why...they became like this?" Seeing these jellyfish that had shut up, Moni said in disbelief.

If these things become popular, who will go to the opera house in the future, and raise a few more fish head grass at home, wouldn't it be nice to fiddle with them?

Hearing Moni's question, Shamanleir showed a proud expression on his face, and said: "When I was in the North Pole, I would sing when I was fine, but then I found that singing was too monotonous, so I found these fish heads Grass accompaniment."

"Although the first few plants of their headgrass all sounded ugly, after careful identification, I found that each of them has a different tone."

"After long-term selection and cultivation, I finally got this new variety with stable tone and strong ornamental value!"

"I call them [Fishhead Trumpets]!"

"Since it was launched, these fish head grasses have been welcomed by many arctic creatures, and now there are many places in the arctic!"

Hearing Shamanleir's show off, Moni nodded in agreement, and said, "I think not only the North Pole, but Feidnan Continent will soon be full of this kind of plant!"

(End of this chapter)