"The boy from the Hunter family wants to learn fishing from me, but his legs can no longer mine in the mine."

In the yard in front of the wooden house in the fishing village, an old man squatting on the ground and gray-haired, said to an old woman beside him: "Maybe he wants to move in. You have cleaned up the house next door in the past two days. No one lives in it for more than ten years, so you have to clean it."

"That kid is already over 60 years old, so why are you learning to catch fish?"

"You can't not learn, you can't eat if you don't learn."

"Who told him to marry so many concubines and pay taxes to pay all his property."

"If you want your son to live a lot, you have to marry more concubines. If you don't have a son, who cares about you when you are old?"

"You didn't marry a concubine, don't you have three sons who have grown up?"

"The three sons are not good at it, they all go to war. Harrag, Carey, Pilf, I'm content if I can come back."

"You have at least three sons."

"That's my seeds are healthy..."

Under the sunny sky, two old iron men talked about their lives without any scruples. The black-haired boy squatting beside him silently drank a bowl of fish soup while listening to all of this.

There is no useful information, but it is a relaxing experience for Lan Li, especially after continuous running and long-term thinking about his left hand, he has not lived so quietly for a long time. Looking back on the past, it seems that this kind of quietness has been...

Thinking of it, he suddenly frowned, then raised his hand and pulled his empty left shoulder.

I didn't see anything there, but his hand obviously encountered an obstacle. After pushing, he seemed to have fleshy claws on the back of his hand, and he also felt a kind of furry warmth.

This is the black cat named Bellerion, an invisible but real cat, Lanli confirmed.

After leaving the Qizi dungeon, he found that the cat had disappeared, or when he saw it in the water, he thought the cat had become a ghost.

He guessed at the time that the black cat was also affected by the mark on his wrist, and the result disappeared, but there were not many clues, so he didn't think much about it.

When he was living in Gaoting, he always felt someone beside him when he was sleeping, so he thought of the cat that "turned into a ghost". He even guessed that the cat might have become an incompletely replaced animal state, which is invisible, but it exists.

But that kind of animal does not leave a reflection in the water, and can also be touched. No matter how he groped, he could not touch any cats at all.

So this question became an insolvent mystery. Lan Li took it out to think about it when he had time, but he didn't have much thought.

Later, when he left the high court and stepped onto the battlefield, he had no time to think about such a thing that seemed not very important to him - his continuous running and even made him forget the existence of the cat.

It was not until he saw the reflection of the cat on the beach two days ago, until he was hit by the air, that he was sure that this black cat named Bellerion was indeed as invisible as those replacement animals, but in comparison it seemed a bit special...

Because of the "scale" on its chest?

Lanli guessed.

There is a "scale" mixed with golden gray ginseng between the hairs on the front of the black cat. It can be clearly observed through reflection of Lanli, and it is believed that the scale may have been transformed from its lost dragon egg shell.

And he did not forget that the dragon eggshell and Raya are of the same origin...

But he didn't understand the specific details. The invisible black cat not only couldn't see it, but also couldn't make a sound. Lan Li even hoped that his psychic heart characteristics would take effect here and then understand the black cat's "heart", but he also had no reaction, and he was not as good as his "octopus son".

I don’t know if it’s because the black cat doesn’t have the desire to communicate with him or if it’s in a special state that cannot communicate.

Also, Lan Li couldn't understand how this cat ran into his sight?

You know, he was diving and storm along the way. Even if this cat followed him out of the high court, he wouldn't be able to keep up with him?

This is another unsolved mystery...

He subconsciously chewed a piece of fresh but not fishy fish meat in his mouth, and his thoughts were filled with thoughts. Lan Li didn't notice that the bowl of fish soup he was holding in his hand was ripped on the surface. It was obvious that he was being stolen by a strange pet who was pushed off his shoulder. The two old men squatting beside him were still talking, and they also did not notice such a special situation.

"I really hope that King Baron can win the battle so that those younger generations will no longer suffer like us. They will be fooled by the merchants from the green land..."

The old man drinking fish soup was nagging, and finally looked at the boy beside him.

"Robb, are you leaving today?"

Lan Li, who was interrupted by words, came back to her senses. She first spit out a fish bone in her mouth, then nodded and said, "Yes, the time has come. I won't go, I won't wait for me."

In fact, he finally found an opportunity to leave here, so he was about to leave, but he would not tell the old man about this.

"Then go quickly."

The gray-haired old man nodded: "Don't let our good king wait for a long time, otherwise you can bear it."

He is not talking about the real king, but a nickname.

There is a popular saying among the iron people: Those who have ships are not slaves, and there is another saying that all captains are kings on their own ships.

These sayings indirectly confirm the special nature of navigation and ships in the Iron Islands. Therefore, the status of fishing and navigation and plundering personnel in the Iron Islands is very high, and those who mine and farm land are looked down upon. It is generally the job of the slave-working class. However, when slave-working was liberated by the former king Coron Greyjoy, the iron-men had to go on stage in person.

During this period of stay, Lan Li felt a lot of experience in all aspects of this special culture, and also understood why the people here insisted on clamoring to restore the ancient roads all day long.

Nothing else, life is too hard, iron people are too poor, resources are too scarce, and geographical location is too fucked...

Everything in all aspects has gathered into the ancient road unique to this race, not just by nature. Therefore, looking at the history of the Iron Islands, although there are many rulers who want to abandon the ancient road, none of them have succeeded.

...

After eating the last fish soup here, Lan Li left the pearls he had touched while diving a while ago in the hut she lived in, and then said goodbye in a cotton linen top and trousers provided by the old couple.

The old iron man in the yard behind him seemed a little reluctant to leave the boy. He kept looking at his back and walked away until he could never see him again and turned around and sighed to his wife: "Look at the moment he walked, he is a loud iron seed when he grows up."

"Little Robb is a good child." The old woman was brushing the bowl with a wooden basin at this time. She nodded in agreement when she heard this: "I just ran around in my age, which is a bit too wild."

"What wild? The cubs in our Iron Islands cannot be like the sheep in the green space, bleating and waiting for people to feed them. What will happen?" The old man replied disdainfully, and then he was about to stand up with a crutch, but suddenly he saw a group of people running over from outside the yard, which made him exclaim, and then he hurriedly knocked the old woman's knee with the crutch.

"Get up quickly, the salt tongue is here!"

In fact, the old woman had already discovered it without calling her, so she hurriedly followed her husband to kneel down on the ground, and then greeted her slightly restrainedly.

"Hello, adults."

In the past, when the people of the people greeted him like this, the priests would open the sea-covered bags they carried with them and water them to give blessings. However, the group of robes wearing thick hemp robes and holding driftwood sticks did not return the gift as usual.

The leader of the old man with gray eyebrows patted the old man kneeling on the forehead and asked in a hurry: "Do you have a child living here?"

"Robb?"

The old man replied: "That's the case, sir, you ask this-"

"Where is he now?" Yanren interrupted him.

"It's gone." The old man replied: "I went to Sealskin Point and said I was going to take a boat back to Old Wake Island. The child was from Old Wake Island."

These words made the group of more than a dozen people look at each other, and then mutter to each other for a while, as if quite excited, which made the old man see it inexplicably. He vaguely guessed that the identity of the little guy who had lived in his house for more than half a month seemed unusual, so he couldn't help but ask.

"Sir, what are you looking for Robber little?"

"Don't call him the name directly, that's--" A young Yanren raised his eyebrows and was about to scold him, but Yanren next to him suddenly grabbed him and shook his head to signal.

The leader of the old man replied at this time: "That child is very important to us. Old Eddie, maybe you have made a contribution."

As he said, he pulled up the sea water bag he carried with him, and after giving the two old men the blessing of sea salt, he hurriedly left with the group of drowning people, saying something like the woman really didn't lie.

This made the two old men in the same place very confused.

"Is Robber the little one still the son of King Baron?" the old woman asked suspiciously.

"There are many sons of King Baron, so why don't you see these drowning people?" The old man who came to his senses replied in a snorted voice, then stood up with a little effort, lived in a crutch and walked into the house.

"Don't worry, don't worry, the big guy's affairs have nothing to do with us."

"They also said there was a credit..."
Chapter completed!