The commander of the East China Sea walked in alone, leaving all his entourages and guards outside the room.

The eight huge tentacles used to move the body stretched and retracted one by one, finally pushing the Marshal of the East China Sea to the front of the crowd... At the position of the owner of the huge rectangular dining table where everyone is sitting.

Marco Bocasdu glanced at everyone on the seat, showing a particularly crooked smile (because it was completely hidden by the chin's tentacles, it can be inferred by imagination and the vibration of the facial muscles. It’s a smile, probably...), "You’re welcome, these should be food that suits your taste. I have a chef on the ground on my boat."

Zhao Nan's gaze swept over the table full of food. Not only was the room specializing in surprisingly comfortable, but even the food in front of him was cooked, and all aspects were in line with human tastes.

It's just... there are human chefs on board?

Zhao Nan’s doubts were quickly passed by Finina and spoke out, "With all due respect, your marshal. In my impression, the Sea Clan seems to be cold and cold... at most it is just making some dehydrated dry food. , Just eaten with various seasonings?"

"It seems that you still have some research on the food culture of our sea people." While talking, Marco Bocasdu put a piece of hot roasted meat into his mouth with the fork in front of him, and chewed: "It is true. Sea people eat raw and cold food. But I still like this carefully prepared cooked food."

One bite after another, Marco Bocasdo was in front of everyone, and after a short time, he completely delivered all the grilled meat in front of him into his own mouth, as if he still hadn't done it yet.

Because the appearance of the East China Sea Marshal was so terrifying that all the people present except for Eurisis. Almost no appetite can be produced.

"Why? Are these foods not to your taste?" Marco Bocasdo said hospitably: "It doesn't matter, just tell me what you like to eat. I will let the chef on board prepare it for you. But it's too much. I am afraid there is no way to provide you with rare ingredients."

Augustus shook his head at this time and said: "We are not hungry..."

She fixed her gaze on Marco Bocasdo, took a deep breath and said, "Marshal Donghai! After all, what is your purpose for inviting us on the ship? There are no outsiders in there anymore."

Marco Bocasdo touched his tentacles on his napkin, and then suddenly said, "Everyone. I like the culture on land."

"Various cultures." Marco Bocas was gone and added.

Everyone looked at each other...but the layout in this room was not fake, nor could it be temporarily prepared before everyone arrived.

Could it be that this guy with the most powerful power in the East China Sea is actually the first literary and artistic youth in the ocean empire... middle-aged?

"Uh... really unexpected interest." Augustus, as the representative of this time, had to make himself respond.

These words seemed to make Marco Bocasdu happy, but when he saw his expression become a little excited, he said: "Humans are simply incredible creatures! The culture they have created is even greater than the night pearl in the deep sea. Brilliant! Poetry? Music? Architecture... even food! Compared to these, the huge deep-sea empire is like a cultural desert! Human culture is so splendid! And me! Why grow in the deep sea?"

As if neurotic, Marco Bocasdu's hands were shaking at the same time. "Why did I grow up in the desert of this culture?"

Everyone continued to look at each other... this adventure was amazing.

Augustus had a clear cough at this time, "Your Excellency Marshal, so you left us just to discuss human culture with you?"

Marco Bocasdu said: "Although there are some human chefs on my ship, they are only cooks after all, and they have too little knowledge. Most of the war can come to the deep sea, most of them are adventurers who lick blood. It is also difficult to find a person with literacy. Not to mention the present. The two sides are at war, and if they meet, either you die or I die!"

"We also didn't want to see the invasion of the Sea Clan." Augustus said indifferently.

Marco Bocasdu suddenly said: "But at least you didn't show that kind of strong targeting! And I saw your strange flying machine. This is not something ordinary adventurers can have. In your body, I There is a chance to master the real human culture!"

"Oh? What if we are just vulgar people?" Augustus said indifferently: "I'm afraid you will disappoint your marshal."

Marco Bocasdu said solemnly: "If you let me down, then don't think about leaving this place!"

It seems that the atmosphere has returned to what it was when he was on the bow deck not long ago. Augustus frowned, but at this time Finina suddenly said, "Excuse me for asking, your Excellency the Marshal will be able to arrive soon. Land? Why are you so eager to understand the so-called true human culture?"

Marco Bocasdo sneered and said: "I have asked my subordinates to find me a large number of poets. Singer, noble! I will meet them and exchange cultural experiences with them! If things do not understand this aspect of etiquette, Where can I put the face of the commander of the East China Sea?"

To put it bluntly... just for fear of embarrassment?

"Three days, I will give you three days. I will teach me all the etiquette of human nobles! If you do well, I will let you go immediately and go your own way!" Marco Bocasdu said seriously: "If I find out that you lie to me, the countless navies in the East China Sea will be your nightmare that you can't sleep well!"

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...

"What shall we do now?"

In the room where Marco Bocasdo had left, he was still sitting on the original dining chair, but there was a feeling of wanting to lie on the table.

"This octopus said to learn to dance...I don't care, whoever loves to go, I will never teach it anyway!" Lilyu shuddered and said, "Kill me!"

"As an imperial princess, no one is more familiar with court etiquette than you, right? The responsibilities are huge." Finina teased at this time.

"I'd rather expose my identity now and kill from here!" The black princess reacted fiercely, and began to be reluctant to forgive Zhao Nan's arm.

At this moment, he didn't forget to find an excuse to act like a baby...probably only the black princess was the only one.

"Isn't there one night to think about it? What anxious?" Zhao Nan shook his head, "Let's take a closer look at the situation... This Donghai Marshal is not as simple as imagined."

The black princess who had finished acting like a baby nodded at this moment and said: "Well... as a reason not to do it, it is really far-fetched."

Finina frowned and said, "The problem is... Marco Bocasdo doesn't seem to have a reason not to do it? We didn't know him before, right?"

Zhao Nan couldn’t answer this question either, so she shook her head and said, “Let’s rest first...We haven’t really rested since we left that place. Since the marshal said that this place can be used by us for the time being, don’t do it. Let down the other's kindness."

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...

Flying Sword Fish King has not used the jumping method to advance again.

This huge fish beast also needs sleep at night. The entire Flying Sword Emperor was quietly anchored in the center of the sea.

The sea crashed.

Slightly shaking.

Above the bow, only a few Marine soldiers stood guard. While standing guard, he also monitors the small hills that cannot enter the cabin and can only be laid directly on the bow deck.

Marco Bocasdu...The most powerful Marshal in the Eastern Seas of the Sea Empire, at this time, was on the second floor of the hull, alone, drinking some seemingly precious wine to the moon.

If it weren't for this wretched appearance, it would be a very poetic scene.

"Shanghai warriors in the boats are less than ten thousand. Isn't there anything that can relieve your boredom for your marshal?"

Suddenly a voice came.

Marco Bocas was taken aback for a moment. This is a very unfamiliar voice, at least it is certain that it has not been heard before today. The problem is that it is impossible for the Flying Sword Emperor to recognize someone who can get close to this level.

But Master Marshal didn't turn around immediately, and said lightly, "They don't understand."

Shaking his head, Marco Bocasdu finally turned around slowly, but when he saw the talking, he stood in the shadows. With its eyesight, even in the night when there is only sparse starlight, it can still be as bright as day.

The problem is that it can't see what the figure in the shadow looks like at this moment... What is vaguely transmitted is the fluctuation of the degree of the small world.

But it's a little different... it seems more complicated.

suddenly.

"Master Marshal, are you really a sea clan?"

The voice floated easily.

Marco Bocasdu's eyes narrowed slightly, the voice was very soft, but there was no sea clan around him, it was as quiet as the dormitory after a deep sleep, "Of course, I am a qualified and educated sea clan warrior. !"

At this time, Marshal Donghai heard a faint footstep, and saw the figure in the shadow slowly walking out. And it can finally see what the talking guy looks like.

However, when it was able to see things clearly, Marco Bocasdu couldn't help but stunned... it hadn't seen this person, but had seen a child imagined by this person. Could it be that in that strange aircraft, who is still hiding, is he not aware of it?

Subconsciously, Marco Bocasdu's eyes fell on the sea, the same calm and still Eugen Flying Boat.