How to become a mermaid

Chapter 431 Honey Sauce Roasted "Chicken"

The snarling Ole was quickly caught.

It had bruises and bruises on its body, and it was rubbed hard by Neville on the ground.

Handsome for less than three seconds, maybe that's what I'm talking about.

"Roar! Roar!!" Ole kept roaring, struggling desperately on the ground, trying to break free from Neville's shackles.

But no matter how it moves, it just can't break free.

No matter in terms of strength or physical strength, the current Ole is no match for Neville.

"I'll help you!" Seeing that Ao Lei was being troubled by Neville's strong dragon, Leon also joined in, and together with Neville came a dragon on top of the dragon.

Under the bows of the two dragons, Ao Lei's struggle gradually weakened, and he was tied tightly with seaweed by the two dragons, forming a big rice dumpling that was tighter than before.

In order to prevent it from suddenly using the dragon's breath to sneak attack, even its mouth was tied.

"Uh...uh..." Ao Lei, who was tied into a rice dumpling, wriggled on the ground like a caterpillar, whimpering in protest.

But no one will save it.

Before it regained its memory, or calmed down and became less violent, it might have to be tied up like this forever.

"No no no!" Let go of me!
Seeing Olei staring at him with vicious eyes, Leon stretched out his paw and patted it on the head twice, comforting with a gloating smile on his face: "I'm sorry Olei, this is for your own good too!"

"After Xiaoyu heals Fabrien's injuries, I will study how to restore your memory!"

"I'm going over there now to see how they are doing, so you can have fun with Neville here!"

After finishing speaking, it didn't care how Ao Lei reacted, it just turned and left.

"Uh...uh!" Ole stared at Leon's back, and struggled violently like a fish out of water.

don't run!I will tear you apart!Crush your throat!
"Hey..." Seeing that it was still so "lively", Neville let out a helpless sigh, stretched out his paw and held it down.

"Don't struggle, you also suffered a lot of injuries just now...Although most of them were caused by me, you should save some energy to recover from your injuries!"

"Ugh!" I'm going to kill you!

"Heh... he's really angry!" Seeing such a violent Ole, Neville let out a chuckle, and followed Leon's example and slapped it hard on the top of the head twice.

"I also watched your battle just now. Although there is no order at all and can only be described as a mess, it is not bad for you now!"

"It's all the result of your own hard work that you can get to where you are today."

It looked directly into Ao Lei's eyes, and said in a serious tone: "Good job, little guy!"

Although he didn't understand Neville's words, but feeling the emotions coming from it, Ole actually stopped struggling and gradually calmed down.

How does it feel... I seem to have accomplished a very important thing!
The last look that Fabrien looked at him flashed in his mind, and the tyranny in Aore's eyes faded away, revealing a trace of doubt.

What's with this strange emotion?

Why does it feel a little stuffy in its heart now, as if something is stuck in its chest, and it can't go up or down?
Really annoying!

"Papa!" His body hit the ground twice vigorously, and the newborn Ole experienced the complex emotion of "love and hate" for the first time.

.........

Just when Ole was feeling depressed, Leon had already climbed to the other side of the volcanic island, and found Shamanlael and his two dragon turtles who were busy.

"Silly Bagui! Hurry up and collect some blood algae in the water!"

"Remember to pick more! The more the merrier!"

"Little boy! If you flap your wings faster, the temperature on its body surface is still a bit high. I'm afraid it will suffer secondary burn damage!"

"Move fast, time is life!"

"Gudong Gudong..." While ordering the two dragon turtles to do things, Shamanlael took the potion and poured it into Fabrien's mouth.

What quick hemostatic potions, broken limb regeneration potions, burn healing potions... as long as the effects of the potions don't conflict with each other, pour it into its mouth if it doesn't kill you.

In just a few minutes, the potion bottles had been thrown all over the ground, almost clearing out the inventory brought out by Shamanlael this time.

And after pouring so many medicines, it really had a little effect on Fabrien.

Its originally weak breathing gradually became stable, and its chaotic heartbeat returned to a regular beating again, pulled back from the verge of serious injury and dying.

"This boy Ao Lei is really ruthless..." Seeing Fabrien's current miserable state, Leon couldn't help sighing.

Its voice caught the attention of Shaman Lair, and he turned his head to look this way.

Seeing Leon coming, Shamanlaer showed a surprised expression on his face, and said urgently to it: "Leon, you are here just in time!"

"I need a very large amount of water, can you distill some for me?"

"Distillation?" Leon asked in confusion.

"It is to use your dragon's breath to boil the sea water, turn the water into pure water vapor and rise into the air, and then collect the water vapor!" Shaman Lair quickly explained.

Leon probably understood.

Although using dragon's breath to boil water is a bit out of place, but now that the situation is urgent, it can only nod its head and agree to Shamanlael's request.

"Okay! I'll help you!"

Not long after, bright fires lit up on the volcanic island, and a thick layer of mist evaporated from the sea.

With the help of Leon and the two dragon turtles, Shamanlell collected the materials he needed in a very short period of time, and boiled a large pot of burn ointment for Fabrien.

After his inspection, it was found that more than 90.00% of the skin on Fabrien's body surface was burned, and even the muscles inside were partially carbonized.

If this kind of injury were placed on any other species, it would probably have reached bliss early.

But the vitality of the dragon clan is relatively strong after all. After Shamanleir poured the potion into it, its vital signs stabilized, and there has been no further deterioration.

After the medicine was prepared, Shamanel, with the help of Leon, made a sand basin about the size of a swimming pool, and carried Fabrien into it.

As the saying goes, the dragon is so big that it cannot be stewed in a pot.

Seeing that Fabrien was lying motionless in the sand basin, with the unique scorched smell of protein exuding all over his body, Shamanel couldn't help but sniffed, inexplicably having a feeling that he was "roasting" Dragon" illusion.

In fact, it smells really good, but the heat is a bit overdone, and it is a little burnt.

But the inside is still not mushy, it is really burnt on the outside and tender on the inside.

Speaking of which, he still doesn't know what dragon meat tastes like...

No no no!Stop, can't continue to think about it!
Noticing that his thoughts were drifting farther and farther, Shamanleir shook his head violently, trying to clear the strange thoughts in his head.

You can't have this kind of thinking about patients, it's too wicked!
After clearing the distracting thoughts in his mind, he checked Fabrien's situation again.

After pouring so much potion, Fabrien's scorched skin almost fell off under the action of the potion, exposing the red meat inside.

After cleaning up a little bit, Samantel tied a few big brushes with seaweed, and said to the two dragon turtles beside him: "Little boy, silly turtle, come and help me apply the medicine!"

"Apply it evenly all over the body, so that it can heal quickly!"

"As for Leon... You can help us by the side. If it starts to struggle, hold it down and keep it from moving!"

"Oh..." The two dragon turtles didn't refuse, they took the brush and started working.

"Roar!" Leon also let out a low growl, agreeing to Shamanlael's arrangement.

"Swipe...swipe...swipe..." The sound of the brush sweeping sounded.

With the concerted efforts of Shamanleir and others, Fabrien's wound was quickly covered with a thick layer of ointment.

These ointments are made of blood algae as the main material, and the smell is somewhat sour and slightly sweet, mixed with the burnt aroma wafting from Fabrien's body, forming a scent that even Shamenlael can't describe. A peculiar fragrance.

After smearing it all over his body, Fabrien was completely covered by the ointment, and under the sunlight, it shone with a crystal clear and attractive color from beginning to end.

This color, this fragrance, made Shamanleer swallow his saliva, and a familiar name appeared in his mind.

Roast chicken with honey sauce, super double version…

"Pfft...!" This wicked thought flashed through his mind, and he couldn't help laughing out loud.

"What's the matter? Is there anything funny?" Hearing the laughter, Leon moved his head curiously.

"Don't you think we are roasting chicken now?" Samantel pointed to Fabrien who was covered in "sauce" in the sand basin, and told Leon his thoughts.

"Puff ha ha ha ha ha!" A burst of wild laughter, even worse than Shaman Lair, came out of Leon's mouth.

Although Fabrien looks miserable in tatters, once he accepts this setting, it feels so funny!

"Pfft hahaha! It's so similar! I said why I smelled so good before!"

"Oh, it's too bad, the more you look at it, the more ridiculous it is! To be beaten like this by your own son, the shame of the dragon clan is simply the shame of the dragon clan!"

During Leon's loud laughter, Fabrien's eyelids trembled twice, and he almost got up to line up with it.

In fact, it was awakened by the pain as early as the process of "smearing the sauce", but Sui Diulong had been pretending to be dizzy.

Now hearing Leon laughing at himself like this, it almost spit out a mouthful of old blood in its heart.

It is an outstanding young man of the lava dragon clan, with a handsome appearance and good strength. He is always a dragon-born winner that dragons envy wherever he goes. When did he become a disgrace to the dragon clan?

Just when Fabrien was hesitating in his heart, whether to open his eyes and tell them that he was awake, Shamanlael's voice sounded above its head.

"Don't say that, it's miserable enough now, let's stop laughing at it!"

After listening to Shamanleir's words, Fabrien felt a warm current flow through his heart, and was very moved for a moment.

I don't know why there is a mermaid here, but thank you for speaking for me!
However, before it was moved for a long time, Leon's voice sounded again: "But... didn't you say it looks like a roast chicken first?"

"Ah, this..." Shamanlael had nothing to say for a while, with an awkward but polite smile on his face, he whispered: "It really looks like it now!"

Hearing this, the feeling of emotion that had just arisen in Fabrien's heart disappeared in an instant. It gritted its teeth, closed its eyes firmly, and planned to pretend to faint to the end.

It's really dizzy if it's just pretending.

In a daze, it heard Shaman Lair and Leon say: "Speaking of which, why did Aore's father suddenly appear here? Didn't it always want to see Aore?"

It's not that I don't want to... I don't dare to...

After silently responding to these words in his heart, Fabrien's consciousness fell into darkness again, and he fell into a coma.

For its brief sobriety, Leon and Samantel seemed to be unaware of it, and continued the conversation just now.

"Neville was the one who looked for it!" Leon pointed to the west, and said, "Fabrian's lair is about seven or eight hundred nautical miles away from here, not far from us!"

"Last night, while you stayed here with Ao Lei, we had a discussion and we all felt that it was necessary for him to meet Ao Lei again."

"We speculate that Ole's deliriousness may be due to the influence of his father. Maybe as long as they fight, it will be fine!"

Thinking of Ole's current situation, Leon shook his head again and said, "But now it seems that it doesn't seem to work very well!"

"It doesn't necessarily have no effect at all!" Samantel recalled Ole's reaction when he saw Fabrien before, and said: "Ole's hatred of Fabrien is the proof that it still has the memory of the past! "

"If it really forgot everything, it wouldn't rush up as soon as it saw Fabrien!"

"Maybe just give it a little more stimulation and its memory will come back!"

"Then I carry Ole here every day, so that he can see his own father more?" Leon said with a somewhat unhappy expression.

Now that Olei has won against Fabrien, he, as the biggest contributor, should be promoted to Olei's new "father"!
But Ole doesn't remember it now, and he has to help the "ex-father and son" develop a relationship, which is pretty fucked no matter how you think about it!

"That doesn't have to be the case... If Ole is too stimulated and runs away, it will be troublesome..."

Shamanel rejected Leon's proposal, and just as he was about to say something, he heard the sound of wings beating from the sky.

"Pu Chi Pu Chi..."

A juvenile dragon about ten meters in size flew over the island.

Its appearance is almost a replica of Fabrien, making Shamanleer instantly recognize its identity.

Alducci, Fabrien's most beloved youngest son, and Auré's half-brother.

Noticing that one dragon and one fish on the island were looking at him, the young dragon also slowed down.

It looked at Fabrien, who was painted as a honey-roasted chicken, and said in a trembling voice:

"You...you release my father soon!"

(End of this chapter)