Chapter 709: Hatred

Angel's eyes flashed coldly, and his eyes met Roman's.

"In that case, I won't be polite." Angel said softly.

Roman curled his lips. He didn't believe that an apprentice who had just entered the third level could deal with a sea beast at the peak of the apprentice. Moreover, according to his observation, this middle-aged man who looked depressed probably hadn't even integrated his blood. With his weak body, how could he face a sea beast with an extremely strong body?

In the end, he still had to kneel down and beg me. Roman's eyes flickered. At that time... it was not his word to accept the slaughter.

Thinking of this, Roman showed a hypocritical smile on his face: "If Mr. Pat is not up to it, I will support him at any time even if I try my best... Don't worry, I am Mr. Pat's backer."

Angel looked at Roman quietly. He seemed to be speaking righteous words, but Angel could vaguely feel the deep malice hidden under the bright surface.

Angel sneered, "Why does this sea beast need Mr. Roman's help?"

Roman's expression froze, and he thought to himself: He was still stubborn before he died. He had some concerns, but since he wanted to die, he didn't have to do it.

"Then wait and see." Roman crossed his arms, pretending to be indifferent, and looked at the sea beast with its head raised high in the distance.

The huge snake mouth could almost bite a big hole in the Yunluo with one bite.

At this time, its huge mouth had risen high, and its sharp fangs flashed with a cold light, biting the side of the Yunluo fiercely.

The quiet and waveless ocean, the mortal's horrified expression, and the bloody and ferocious fangs of the sea snake were like a frozen painting.

Seeing the next second of the picture, the Yunluo will be broken and sunk, and the mortal will die tragically... This painting, which had already set the ending, was broken by a crisp cry.

Even Roman didn't see it clearly. He only felt a flash of gray fog passing by, and the sea snake seemed to be hit by a cannonball. Its huge body of more than ten meters was instantly lifted high into the air.

When the sea snake was hit high in the sky, another cry resounded through the clouds.

At the same time, the flash of gray fog appeared again, and before the sea snake could react to what was in front of it, the gray fog passed through its head.

The broken head exploded, and blood dripped like rain, accompanied by white filth, and fell on the deck.

Although the sea snake's head was broken, its body still had some neural memory, and it continued to swing and struggle, and fell straight from the air.

However, in just two seconds, before everyone's fear had disappeared, the sea snake changed from a ferocious hunter to a target to be hunted by the hunter.

A huge black shadow covered the sky above the Yunluo.

Just as the giant snake was about to fall, the gray mist hit it again, and the sea snake fell to the side without any deviation. Moreover, it was suspended in the air and did not sink to the bottom of the sea.

It was not until then that Roman saw the true form of the gray mist.

It was a seabird dressed in an extremely strange way, wearing a doll costume... It was flapping its wings joyfully and slowly landed on Angel's shoulder.

At the same time, the half body of the sea snake, supported by a ball of gray mist, also slowly landed on the deck.

Too, too fast! Roman felt his arms were still shaking.

He swallowed dryly, and felt that the previous scene was just like an illusion. He had obviously imagined the ending of this play, and even thought about how to kill that humble and lazy person, but why did such a change happen?

Moreover, this change was big enough to overturn the script he had written at the beginning. It made him go from a mastermind screenwriter to a third-rate comedy clown.

Roman looked at the seabird with trembling eyes.

He knew this bird. He noticed it as soon as the boy named Pat got on the boat, but he only felt a weak energy. He thought it was at most a low-level monster, probably just an alchemical pet used for communication.

He knew that many old-school wizards liked to use blackbirds, owls and cats as their agents.

He thought this bird was just like that at first, but he never expected that this bird was so powerful that it was unimaginable... Just the means of killing a peak apprentice in just two seconds, maybe it can be comparable to a formal wizard?

Even if it has not reached the level of a formal wizard, it is definitely as strong as a half-step wizard.

No wonder Pat didn't care about the sea beasts he hunted before, because with this bird, what sea beasts can he not catch? He doesn't need to compete with it for a sea beast.

The seabird seemed to notice Roman's gaze, and its red eyes looked at Roman quietly. Not sure if it was an illusion, but Roman saw a hint of sarcasm and disdain in its eyes, just like the condescending attitude he had when looking at those mortals.

The hand covered by the wizard robe had been clenched into a fist, and even the veins were exposed. But he didn't dare to say a word now, and even lost the courage to ridicule the other party.

In the face of such a powerful seabird, all he could do was to stiffen his body and show a flattering and humble smile to Pat.

"I didn't expect Mr. Pat to have such a powerful helper. If I had known this, I wouldn't have made a fool of myself." Roman tried to talk to Angel, but all he got was a sneer.

Angel had no intention of continuing to talk to Roman, and he had not forgotten the malice behind Roman's words.

Angel jumped directly onto the deck.

Ignored, Roman's eyes became darker and darker. Looking at Angel's back, malice rose in his mind again, and at the same time, a flame called jealousy burned in his heart.

I worked so hard to reach the peak of apprenticeship before the end of my life. That person is lazy and decadent, and his life is still long. Why can he also reach the third-level apprentice? My life is about to run out, and I am fighting for every opportunity for promotion, while he only needs to let a pet go out to get the reward that he may not get even if he spends his life!

Why?

Why can you squander your youth and grow up easily, while I have to humbly fight for every hope?

Roman's evil thoughts kept invading his mind. Originally, he was just angry with Angel, but after his own imagination and narrow-minded fermentation, he finally became an unrelieved hatred in the jealous fire.

Roman watched Angel land, watched him handle the snake corpse skillfully, watched him distribute the energy-filled snake meat to the mortals around him without any care... Finally, he gritted his teeth, turned back to the bedroom, and locked the door.

Angel also looked back when Roman left.

He could always sense that Roman's burning gaze was always paying attention to him, and he even sensed Roman's gradually changing emotions...

"Sir, are you really going to share this meat with us?" A sailor wearing a red headscarf said excitedly. This is the meat of sea beasts, and they know how valuable it is.

"Take it." Angel only cut a small part of the meat and threw it into the bracelet for the Kurakuka tribe and Nami to eat, and didn't keep the rest. After all, this meat is not a magic material, he doesn't want to put it in the bracelet to take up space, and it will go bad after a few days if it is left outside. Instead of throwing it away, it is better to use it to its full potential.

Hearing Angel's response, there was a burst of cheers, and some people even wondered if they could become a gifted person by eating sea snake meat.

"By the way, don't forget to ask the chef to make some barbecue. I haven't had meat for a long time." Angel said.

"My Lord, absolutely no problem! Barbecue should be served with wine!"

"Why not just have an open-air cocktail party on the deck? Celebrate surviving the disaster and enjoy this delicacy!"

One person proposed, and everyone responded immediately. On the sea, when sailors are bored, they like to get together to eat and drink, which is also a way to relieve the boring life.

After everyone reached a consensus, the fear of the sea snake attack was completely eliminated at this moment, and the deck was full of laughter.

The deck was like a festival, and even sailors brought champagne buckets, and even the chef brought the grill to the deck. While grilling meat, they sang the champagne song that sailors who have adventures at sea know.

Everyone was talking and singing, and some even started arm wrestling. The loser started striptease.

The joyful atmosphere was contagious, and even Toby joined in the singing, even though his voice was really unbearable.

Angel liked this atmosphere very much, but he didn't like to blend into such joy. Instead, he was an outsider, watching the joy and happiness of ordinary people calmly.

Some sailors drank wine and fell crooked in the drunken state. Some sailors continued to work faithfully on the ship.

Although the working conditions at this time were very different, the joyful atmosphere was on the same channel.

Angel took the drunk Toby to go back to the room. Just as he walked across the deck to the door of the cabin, Angel found that Helen, who had been busy dealing with the aftermath, was leaning against the door with her arms around her.

When opening the door, Helen suddenly lifted her black hair and said charmingly, "Thank you just now."

"I still say that, there is no need to express gratitude. Being loyal to your duties and letting Yunluo land safely is the greatest gratitude." Angel pushed open the door and prepared to enter the cabin.

At this moment, Helen suddenly lowered her voice and whispered in the wind: "Pay attention to Lord Roman, I saw his eyes full of hatred for you just now."

Angel turned his head, smiled at Helen, then nodded and left.

Helen's words were enough to show that she at least knew right from wrong in her heart. There are too many people in this world who live in confusion, and people who are willing to see right from wrong have become rare.

From this point, Angel admired Helen's courage.

The next few days were calm. Angel thought Roman would come up with some big tricks to dispel his hatred, but he did nothing, just stayed in the room and never came out.

However, the more Roman kept a low profile, the more Angel became alert.

Time passed slowly, and in the blink of an eye it was the month of cold.

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