This navy can deal with him, how dare he kill White Beard!

"It's okay, it's just a big black mouse, right?"

"How come there are mice in Fishman Island..."

"That's right, but it's quite windy."

"..."

In less than 3 minutes, Ron's figure appeared somewhere in Murloc Island like a ghost.

The sun was shining brightly, and the strong aroma of coffee slowly spread from the cabin in front of me.

Mermaid Cafe, this is exactly what Ron was looking for.

Under the curious eyes of the murloc people on both sides of the street, Ron walked slowly into the mermaid cafe.

In the coffee shop, a mermaid girl dressed as a maid is smiling and greeting the guests. After seeing Ron, she was taken aback for a moment, then bent deeply in surprise and said:

"Mr. Ron! Welcome!"

The girl's sweet voice was full of appeal, and Ron smiled calmly and said:

"Hello, I'm looking for Mrs. Charlie."

The moment the words fell, a cold, arrogant, slightly hoarse female voice came from the direction of the back kitchen.

"Mr. Ron, please come with me."

Ron followed the sound, and a mature and glamorous figure came into view.

The visitor is a tall mermaid full of ladylike feeling.

She has short black hair that covers the right side of her face, cool blue eyes, pale skin, and a rather full bodice.

Wearing a dark purple hooded top, only the middle button is buttoned, revealing the seductive gully and flat belly.

Mrs. Xia Li, the owner of the Murloc Cafe, is also a famous fortune teller on Murloc Island.

Ron wasn't too surprised. Mrs. Charlie was a very mysterious fortune-teller, and she might have predicted her arrival.

He followed Mrs. Xia Li's figure into the back kitchen.

There is a passage in the back kitchen, and after passing through it is a quiet small yard, with a rockery stone forest and a pool on one side.

Mrs. Xia Li stopped and took a puff of the long pipe she held in her hand, her movements were graceful and graceful like the wives of warlords in the Republic of China.

"Mr. Ron came here this time because he wanted to divination, right?"

Ron nodded and said:

"My subordinate has some troubles in the new world, and I need to go there, but I don't know the exact location of him."

Alder had a life card in the headquarters, but Ron didn't have time to go back to the headquarters.

Moreover, the life card can only roughly point to the direction where the owner of the life card is, and cannot give a specific location.

The most important thing is that Alder is now in a state of constant fleeing, the real-time location is uncertain, and the direction of the life card is not clear enough.

What Ron needed were specific coordinates.

He has never believed in such things as divination, but since he has traveled through time, only magic can defeat magic, and he can only make such a bad move.

Mrs. Xia Li pondered for a moment, and a puff of smoke was gently exhaled from her lips painted with bright red lipstick:

"Mr. Ron, I can help you with divination, but before that, I want to ask you a question."

Ron said, "No problem, Mrs. Charlie."

Mrs. Xia Li took a deep look at the human navy in front of her, and suddenly said:

"I did a fortune-telling once after your shocking proclamation at Geelongcourt Place."

"The content of divination is the future of Murloc Island."

"I'm very curious, whether the 'peace' you mentioned can come to Fishman Island..."

"but……"

Her voice suddenly became extremely deep, and her tone was extremely dignified.

"I saw the war."

Ron was taken aback.

Just as he was about to speak, Mrs. Xia Li continued:

"In this era of chaos, war is inevitable. As a strategic location in the new world, Fishman Island will inevitably become a place where major forces fight and compete..."

"Mr. Ron, the question I want to ask is, if one day war does come, will you protect our murlocs like you said you would protect humans?"

Hearing Mrs. Charlie's words, Ron fell silent.

Mrs. Xia Li was not in a hurry, she just smoked her pipe and waited quietly for the latter's answer.

After a moment of silence, Ron suddenly let out a long breath.

The calm voice of the rear admiral narrated over the sound of running water.

"The person I'm going to save this time is named Alder."

"He used to be my comrade-in-arms, and now he is my adjutant."

"But that's not the most important thing, because as a major general of the headquarters, my first duty is to complete the current mission and then return to the headquarters to prepare for the war."

"The old men in the headquarters may not know it now, but when they know it, they will probably scold me again, and maybe I will have to go to a military court."

Mrs. Xia Li said coldly:

"That's because he's your adjutant."

The Rear Admiral smiled,

"Yes, not quite."

"He took me to his house for a meal. I have seen two old people in his family, two very good old people."

"I often think and fear."

"What would they do if one day their son really died on the battlefield?"

"I once had a very respected senior who died on the battlefield."

"But in front of his grave, his blind father told me to live well."

Mrs. Xia Li looked at the human navy in front of her, her expression gradually softened, but her tone was still unfamiliar.

"So what do you mean?"

Ron looked up, letting the sun shine on his cheeks.

"I mean, I'm not afraid that Alder will die in battle. He's a Marine, and he deserves to die in battle."

"I'm even more scared that his elderly parents will be sad, cry, and then laugh and say 'it's okay'..."

"I really hate this stuff."

"Obviously the pain in their hearts is about to break, and they are full of suffering, and they still have to smile in front of others and say it doesn't matter..."

He sighed softly,

"—but I have a problem."

"There are some pains that you don't have to bear."

"Mrs. Xia Li, you don't matter whether you believe it or not, but what I want to say is that neither my personality nor the education I have received allow me to ignore the Fishman Island."

"The blood of the strong must be shed for the weak to be meaningful."

"And as far as I'm concerned..."

The corner of the Rear Admiral's mouth curled up in a gentle arc.

"How can I turn my face away from the suffering of others?"

Mrs. Xia Li stared blankly at the human boy in front of her, the arrogance on her face slowly melted away.

Little by little, a soft smile bloomed on her face.

She reached out and handed Ron a piece of paper,

"This is the information you want."

Ron was stunned, and subconsciously took it.

Mrs. Charlie smiled and turned around gracefully.

"Mr. Ron, in the divination, besides the war, I also saw a scene."

She looked up into the distance.

Over there, a skull flag with a white beard symbol was flying over the Murloc Island.

"—I saw seagulls flying over Murloc Island."

"Go ahead and wish you success."

Ron bowed slightly, and his figure disappeared.

Mrs. Xia Li stood where she was, smoking her pipe one puff after another, the smile on the corner of her mouth became more and more intense.

"'How can I turn my face away from other people's suffering'... What a gentle man..."

"Mr. Ron, it's a blessing to have you on Fishman Island..."

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Chapter 125 Burial place

Ron, who left the Murloc Cafe, requisitioned a small monorail sailboat through Jinbei's channel, quickly coated it, and set sail through the entrance channel of Murloc Island.

The sunlight poured by Yangshu Eve gradually turned gray, and the darkness of the deep sea enveloped the coated ship, and the rich and magnificent fishman island was also constantly moving away behind him.