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Inside the observation chamber, the light was deliberately dimmed.

One table, two chairs—

Classic interrogation composition.

On this side of the table, he rested his chin on his hands, elbows on the table, and wore a new coat specially provided by Sita.

The style of the coat... is quite retro.

In Nathan's words, it has a very Renaissance feel to it—

The dark animal hide is cut with sharp, cold lines. The high collar is cinched at the neck, and the hood hangs down behind the shoulders, almost covering most of the face when worn. The waist is fitted well, and the wide belt can hide a lot of things. The hem is split in front and back into a neat swallowtail shape, which can hide the blades in the trouser pockets or boots without hindering movement.

The clothes had no extra embellishments.

The thickness was increased only at the shoulder blades and elbows by layering armor, which balanced protection and flexibility.

This was a custom-made piece by Sita after reading Uncle Bard's book on tailoring, taking into account the properties of the materials at hand.

Although there is no shortage of all kinds of fabrics now.

However, considering its toughness and durability, they ultimately chose practical animal hide.

This outfit significantly amplified Ren Yi's sense of oppression.

Bimu Brown sat opposite him.

His body was hunched over, and he cried like a 200-pound... flounder spirit.

"Waaaaah, Brown Brown... my big clam... my second and third clams..."

Tears welled up in her two separated eyes, splashing onto the table constructed by [Deep Sea Shadow]. She leaned back subtly, making sure she avoided being splashed.

"Don't cry so loudly,"

His tone was gentle, like a doctor patiently comforting a child patient:

"It's just three clams; there are plenty of them in the sea. Try not to think too much about it."

"Waaah... How could you possibly understand!"

Brown interrupted him with a sob, his flat face contorted in pain, and Nathan, standing to the right rear of him, couldn't help but close his eyes.

My eyes hurt a little.

"These are not ordinary clams!"

Despite all the kind words of persuasion.

His sobs became even more heart-wrenching:

"They drink my blood and eat my flesh, that's why they grow so big and so obedient..."

hiss.

It hurts a little, so I switched the crossed legs to the other side.

Is it possible to establish a spiritual connection by feeding them flesh and blood, thereby controlling the sea monsters?

pity.

The summoned beast I painstakingly raised was dismantled into evolution materials for [Deep Sea Shadow] the moment it sprouted...

Most importantly—

Taking this guy down means our hopes of blackmailing him into continuing to summon the clam shells have been dashed.

"I see, what a deep bond."

He casually showed an understanding expression and considerately took out a clean rag and handed it over as a handkerchief.

My condolences.

Brown took the cloth and hastily wiped his snot and tears.

This time, even Klaus, who was standing on the left rear side, couldn't help but close his eyes.

—My stomach feels a little uncomfortable.

Brown, who was feeling quite pleased with himself, suddenly realized something was wrong after venting his frustrations.

He suddenly stopped sobbing and looked at Ren Yi warily:

"What exactly do you want? Kill me if you want, but don't expect to get a single secret about the Three Heroes of the Mist out of me!"

Oh?

What other secrets are there?

A gentle smile.

"Mr. Brown, you've misunderstood."

He turned his head to look at Aurora, who was sitting in the shadows:

Thank you for your trouble.

Aurora stepped forward.

A warm halo gently enveloped Brown's pockmarked body. The scales scraped off when Ivan chased him in the sea, and some deep wounds that had not yet healed, were all completely healed under the influence of this power. Not only did the skin and flesh heal completely, but even the missing parts quickly returned to a smooth state, as if he had never been injured.

The stinging sensation from the wound subsided, and I felt a long-lost sense of relief.

The brownfish were dumbfounded.

"You...you all..."

He strained to focus his eyes toward the center, as if trying to discern the true intentions of the people in front of him.

"We mean no harm, we are... the Righteous Society of the Sea of ​​Mist."

He casually got up and gently pushed the rag Brown had used back to him.

"Saving lives and helping fish is our daily routine."

"Klaus, take Mr. Brown to the pool outside to rest. Be gentle, he's a patient."

"..."

Klaus hesitated for a moment, but in the end he took out the Newton, turned it into a small cart, and politely scooped the flounder Brown out.

The door closed.

Aurora asked worriedly:

"Boss, are you releasing him already? He hasn't said anything yet."

He doesn't need to say anything.

Pick and choose any of the largest and roundest pearls from the system's warehouse.

"That scene just now was performed for others to see."

Five minutes later.

Bamboo Pole Green was dragged in by Klaus.

To prevent him from using the same trick again, this time Newton held him by the neck, making the whole fish look like a paperclip.

As soon as I walked in, I started yelling at the top of my lungs:

"I protest! Let that beautiful lady interrogate me! I demand to see my goddess!"

"Mr. Green, please have a seat."

Green was pinned to the chair, his webbed hands bound tightly.

His expression remained unchanged, and he spoke fluently without hesitation.

"We are actually the managers of a secret land territory belonging to the Siren King's royal family."

Just in time, Xiao Jiu poked its tentacles out from under its hood.

Even before Carlos boarded the ship, Renyi noticed that he seemed a little intimidated by Xiao Jiu.

Later, Nathan chatted with him and extracted a lot more information from him.

One of them is that the royal family of the Siren Kingdom rides a purple octopus-shaped creature that can change size. It is not only powerful but also intelligent, and is a symbol of the royal family.

Upon seeing the tentacles that had grown larger, Green's expression changed as expected.

It's a bit small, but the shape and color...

"I know you're a tough nut to crack."

Before he could speak, she immediately started the scam:

"However, your brother Brown has already said everything he should and shouldn't have said."

Green, who was still thinking about how to make up a lie, was stunned.

"Third brother? Impossible! We've been through thick and thin together!"

"A life-or-death commitment?"

He smiled indifferently, toying with the few large, round pearls in his hand.

"You mean he's been feeding your mounts with his own flesh and blood? He's been holding a grudge for a long time."

"look."

The pearls clinked together on his fingertips, making a clear and charming "tap-tap" sound.

It was like tapping on Green's mental defenses.

"I must say, Brown is much more useful than you two older brothers. These are the pearls he fed to the oysters; they're of pretty good quality."

He gently pushed one of the pearls, which was as big as his palm, to the center of the table.

Have you seen it before?

Green's already bulging eyes, already marked by dark circles, suddenly bulged even more.

He had only caught a quick glance at the deck, and the third brother was not only unharmed, but was also comfortably being pushed back in a small cart, with all the cratered and unhealed wounds on his body having been treated!

Such incredible healing abilities are probably only possible among the priests of the Siren Kingdom!