"Every time Bill goes overseas, he can gain many times more than others. Sometimes he can match a village alone." The old village chief stammered.

"Later, a fisherman went to ask him for advice, but he didn't say it, but only invited others to go out to sea with him." The old village chief clearly said something happy, but sighed with a word, "So, everyone who followed Bill to sea with him was able to return with a full load."

Lanen looked at the village chief's expression: "The poor villagers have improved their lives and there are capable young people in the village. Shouldn't this be a happy thing? But why can't you tell your tone at all that you are happy about the improvement of the village?"

Cohen looked at the dilapidated house: "Why do young people who have improved the village live in such places by themselves? Not only are they far away from the crowd, but the house is also so dilapidated, not as if they have too much property."

Kogrim looked at the worn-out clothes that were taken off the ground: "And why did he climb up the top of the mountain with others? Why did you hide his existence from us after you saved your life and ran back to the village?"

The village chief was silent again.

Seeing this, Guslav felt that the people of Dashikellig Island had lost too much face in front of Lane and were not honored at all.

"Didn't you hear the questions about Lord Lannister and the Masters of the Demon Hunter? Say it!"

The village chief wriggled his lips a few times, and finally hugged his head like an appointment, lamenting.

"Although Bill has been taking his companions to sea, he has never told us the secret of avoiding monsters. We are curious, but we don't want to force him too much, so we arranged for people to take turns to monitor him..."

The witch hunters except Lann chuckled neatly, as if they were not surprised by this situation.

And Guslav's face was even worse.

The village chief looked at Lanen and the others and continued, "Until one night we saw Bill slipping out quietly and saw him slaughtering the catch he caught during the day in the moonlight."

"He was bleeding there as if no one was there, feeding into the sea, and singing something like a strange melody."

Lan's group's face suddenly became serious, thinking of the information they had collected before, and combined with Bill's behavior, a thought emerged from their minds.

"Is this Bill using the sea to perform a blood sacrifice? He is a believer of Swabro?" Gued exclaimed.

The village chief thumped down at Guslav, knowing too much what it means to worship Swabro in Skelig.

"No, no, even if the entire village is destroyed, we can't do anything to sacrifice to the evil god!" The village chief quickly explained to the butler of the Clater family, worried that the other party would misunderstand.

Guslav was about to pull out his axe, so he forced himself to hold it back, but his hand was still pressed on the handle of the axe.

"Then tell me why your capable Bill threw the catch he had finally caught into the sea at night."

The village chief got up from the ground tremblingly. After knowing that Bill had a secret action that night, he also went to the beach with him.

Until now, he still can't describe what happened when he recalled that scene... strange.

"I saw something swam out of the sea after Bill sang that strange song."

“That’s a mermaid.”

The village chief covered his head: "I originally thought Bill had mastered some method of taming monsters. But then I saw them snuggling with each other, hugging, kissing, and even more intimate actions, far from the kind of relationship we imagined..."

"hiss--"

Lane suddenly heard a sound of air conditioning coming from behind.

Looking back, I saw that Kogrim and Cohen both showed incredible expressions, even with a little envy.

Even Geralt and Gede, who were knowledgeable, had a lot of amazement on their faces at this moment.

The pictures of the mermaid are hard to post, and I am worried that even this chapter will be reviewed.

Everyone will have a self-service help.
Chapter completed!