Upon hearing this, Sean nodded and said nothing.

According to the information collected, there are about 5,000 fishmen in this large tribe. Due to the special racial nature, except for young children and the elderly, most fishmen can participate in the battle, and their strength can be said to be quite strong, but the power of Meng Feitus' mobilization this time is even stronger.

There is not much difference between the two sides in terms of personnel, but this time Meng Feituos mobilized a new thousand-man infantry regiment, equipped with Rest single-shot rifles, which is believed to be a big surprise to the fish people. In addition, in order to weaken the fish people's advantages in the sea, the joint fleet also carried a large number of newly developed deep-sea bombs. The most important thing is that the joint fleet also has a large number of extraordinary people, including two in the fourth-level, and neither of them are weak.

With such power, Asim should indeed have enough confidence. After all, based on the intelligence he collected, the leader or king of this tribe is only a third-level, and his biggest reliance is a fourth-level cetacean sea monster.

At noon, the sun was releasing its brilliance with all its strength, and the Meng Feitus Combined Fleet was preparing for war in an orderly manner, after all, it was not far from the destination.

"Um?"

On the deck, Sean, who was originally calm, suddenly changed his color.

After approaching Fishman Island, for safety, Sean would occasionally use his domineering spirit to detect the surroundings, and this time he seemed to have discovered something extraordinary.

"It's finally here."

After breathing a sigh of relief, Sean actually felt a little relaxed.

After a period of improvement, his experiences that could only cover a small town can now cover half of the island. Within such a range, the fishman's actions could not be hidden from his eyes.

If it is a common sight and hearing color, after detecting so many sudden breaths of life, it may not be sure that it is a fishman. After all, there are a large number of fish in the sea, but with the characteristics of 3D imaging, the fishman's movements are clearly presented in Sean's black and white world.

"Whitebeest, go and notify Count Asim and say that the fishman is coming."

Upon hearing this, the white-bearded man, not far from Sean, moved and disappeared from the spot.

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"Master Holkins, how about it? Is it really a fishman?"

On the deck, Asim asked softly next to a gray-haired old man with a long beard, and in front of him, Sean and Whitebeard also stood there with a solemn expression.

"It's a fishman indeed."

The gray pupils opened, and the invisible power converged. Looking at the sea in the distance, Holkins gave a positive answer.

"Baron Sean, your perception is excellent. If you have time, we can exchange knowledge about witchcraft."

Turning around and looking at Sean, a hint of curiosity appeared in Holkins' eyes.

"My honor, Master Holkins."

Hearing this, Sean showed a perfect smile on his face and happily agreed.

"Then, Count, prepare for the war."

As he changed his voice, Holkins's voice became heavier as he looked at Asim.

"I'm ready."

After confirming the news of the fishman's attack, Asim not only did not feel worried, but felt the long-lost excitement. He is the Earl of Asim of Mengfeitos but is also an iron-blooded knight. His gentle appearance cannot cover up his heart that longs for battle.
Chapter completed!