The scarlet forked tongue kept moving in and out of the green mouth, making a hissing sound.
This made Charles unable to tell whether these things were snake people or lizard people.
Just as Shanshan took a step forward, Charles pulled her back, "Don't be impatient, wait and see what they have to say first."
"Outsiders, you are not from this island. Before you cause trouble, you'd better think clearly about whose territory this is."
A snake man who was staring at Charles with eager eyes spoke first. Judging from the fact that he was the first to speak, he should be the leader of these snake men.
The other party's words made Charles feel very strange. These were not words that a villain would say, at least not words that a man-eating monster would say.
"Whose territory is this? This should be human territory, right?" Charles said calmly as he looked at the group of snake monsters in front of him.
Who would have thought that it would have been fine if Charles hadn't said anything, but as soon as he opened his mouth he was immediately regarded as a provocation by the people in front of him.
Anger suddenly appeared on the faces of the snake people. They quickly pulled out daggers covered with dark green mucus from their waists, opened their sharp teeth, and rushed over with their bodies flashing quickly with afterimages.
Charles turned his head and looked at Shanshan, "Did I say something wrong? I don't think so?"
The moment he turned his head, the snake man instantly accelerated and leaped in front of him, and the three daggers were only 30 centimeters away from his head.
Just as the snake man showed a hideous smile on his face and thought he had succeeded, the entire dim alley suddenly lit up, transparent tentacles rose from the ground and waved continuously, and dazzling arcs of electricity quickly jumped between the snake men.
When the light gradually dimmed, more than a dozen charred corpses emitting white smoke were lying on the ground covered with garbage and smelling of urine.
"Let's go, this island looks interesting, let's take a good look around." Charles took Shanshan and walked past the charred corpse.
Charles didn't intend to care about the origins of these monsters. Anyway, this was not his island. When Shanshan got tired of playing here, this place would have nothing to do with him.
As soon as the two of them left, a pair of eyes suddenly lit up in the tunnel filled with a burnt smell, with uncertain expressions in their eyes, "Charles? Why did the Governor of Hope Island come to my island? What on earth is he going to do? No, I must report this to Mr. Pitt immediately!"
Back to the busy streets again, Charles took his daughter to visit the exotic island in front of them. This time there was no tail behind them.
"Crunch~" Shanshan took a bite of the biscuit in his hand. The biscuit was pressed very large and thin, with some meat strips sandwiched in the dough. Judging from the color, it should be fish meat.
"Dad, do you want to eat it? It tastes okay." Shanshan handed the cake in his hand to Charles, who shook his head.
Charles was more interested in his daughter's eating behavior than the food. "Can you smell the food? I heard Anna say that you couldn't smell it before, right?"
Shanshan took a big bite and said while chewing, "I couldn't do it before, but now I can simulate it."
"Tasting flavors is nothing more than building a tongue that can taste flavors. As time goes by, not only am I becoming stronger, but my learning ability is also getting stronger."
Charles looked at Shanshan in front of him with some emotion. She is almost 5 years old now, and it is really hard to imagine what Shanshan's true strength will be in a few decades.
If it can be improved infinitely, does that mean that Shining is likely to become the new god of Earthsea? If Shining protects them, perhaps the eternal cycle of the humans in Earthsea can be broken.
"Huh? What's wrong?" Shanshan tilted her head towards her father who was staring at her.
"It's okay." Charles turned his head and looked at the vendor holding two large iron plates of crackers next to him, "What kind of meat is in this cracker?"
The old stall owner showed a hint of pride on his face. "You are from an outlying island? Of course the meat in shark meat patties is shark meat."
"Doesn't shark meat smell like urine?" Charles raised his mechanical left hand and stuffed a piece of bread into his mouth. He found that there was no strange smell in the meat and it looked just like cod.
"Sir, I know you are not from this island when you say that. My grandfather has been doing this fish cake business since his generation. Even the wizards know that my family has a secret recipe that can remove the urine smell of sharks."
"Master Wizard? So you are not a wizard?" Charles knew nothing about the system and culture of the Western Sea.
"Of course not. If I had talent, I wouldn't have done such a lowly job as a Khalida. I would have joined the wizard's family and lived a good life in the center of the island."
Charles' heart flashed with contempt. "These old men in the West Sea are still sticking to the old rules. Don't they know that earth-shaking changes are happening outside? No wonder people from other seas always say that people in the West Sea are the most conservative."
Charles was about to leave with Winky, but he was stopped by the smiling stall owner. "Well, sir, your wife is so beautiful, you wouldn't eat for free in front of her, would you?"
He forgot to pay, but that was normal, Charles really didn't use money much now. Charles took out a few banknotes from his pocket and handed them to the stall owner.
"Sir, are you kidding me?" Looking at the portrait of Charles on the banknote, the stall owner looked a little unhappy.
"10 replies, sir, thank you for your patronage." The stall owner stretched out his right palm to Charles in a tough manner.
When Charles turned to look at his daughter, he found that she had no intention of helping him out. Instead, she was looking at him with a smile while biting a cookie.
Although Charles could just walk away without paying, he couldn't afford to lose face. If he owed more, it would be fine, but there were only 10 replies. If he really didn't pay, it would be too cheap.
Charles thought for a moment, then took out the pocket watch that had lost some paint due to long-term use, and put it into the stall owner's hand. "You are still using Echo Coins? Didn't the governors of all land and sea jointly abolish it? Didn't the notice come down, or does the Western Sea Region not have the ability to mint coins?"
The stall owner did not answer Charles' question. His eyes widened and he looked at the paint-chipped pocket watch in shock. His hands even began to tremble.
"What? This thing isn't worth 10 echoes in the West Sea?"
The stall owner quickly stuffed the pocket watch into his arms like a thief, nodding his head vigorously. "Worth it! It's really worth it! This thing is not something that people of my class can use!"
After saying that, the man returned to the stall and started working busily. After a while, he brought a dozen crackers to Shanshan with a smile on his face.
(End of this chapter)