Chapter 266 Beach Banquet (Ⅰ)

"Let's put it this way, you think the ferocious wild boar is very powerful, right?"

"Although the ferocious wild boar has rough skin and thick flesh, it will be injured and bleed if it is hit by a knife or gun. Besides, no matter how fierce the wild boar is, it is still a stupid beast. Let's use the magic of the magic control system, and it is not difficult to play the ferocious wild boar around."

"But, Joan, if you deal with Razor Boar with the same idea, it will be very bad!"

Thomas emphasized solemnly.

"Is it too exaggerated for you to say that?" Dick sneered and questioned, "Could it be that the skin of the Razor Boar is so thick that it is invulnerable?"

Thomas nodded solemnly.

"My dear friends, please remember the fact that the 'Razor Boar' has the blood power of the 'Razor Prince'. They are no longer ordinary beasts, but terrifying 'magic beasts'!"

"'Razor Boar' is born with the supernatural power to resist knives, guns and even magic!"

"Weapons made of iron are almost impossible to kill the Razor Boar. Only enchanted weapons can tear their tough skin and cause real damage."

"As for magic... To be precise, most of the magic will be interfered by the invisible anti-magic field on the surface of the 'Razor Boar' skin. Even if we successfully release the spell, it may not be able to have the expected impact on them!"

"Joan, if we really encounter the 'Razor Boar' during the hunt, it is best to add 'Precise Casting' before casting the spell to ensure that the anti-magic field of the 'Razor Boar' is penetrated."

After hearing Thomas' warning, the smiles on the faces of brothers Joan and Tyndall disappeared, and they became more concerned about the prospect of the hunting competition.

Considering the possibility of encountering "Razor Boar" or even "Razor Prince", whether he can win a medal in this trip is still secondary. The most important thing is to save his own life and return to the ship intact.

Judging from the average casualty rate of up to 20% in previous hunting conferences, living in the dense forest for five days and five nights and ensuring one's own safety is not a "small goal" that can be easily achieved.

When Sir John Norfolk finished his speech, half the face of the setting sun was already sinking below the level of the sea.

The people who had been drifting at sea for two days left the deck one after another, and went for a walk on the beach shrouded in twilight.

The golden fine sand is warmed by the summer sun, and it is very comfortable to step on bare feet.

And when the tide comes in, the coolness that overflows the soles of the feet makes people feel refreshed, and the boredom disappears.

As dusk deepens, bonfires light up on the beach.

According to the custom that has gradually formed in Leiden Port in recent years, tourists always hold a grand bonfire party as the opening ceremony to celebrate the "Hunting Festival" on the first night of landing on "Wild Boar Island".

The celebration ceremony also has a certain degree of religious color. It uses barbecue seafood, fine wine, singing and dancing, and all-night carnival as a sacrifice to the gods in charge of the ocean, jungle, and hunting. Returned with a full load in the game.

The bonfire party was originally a self-entertainment for tourists. Later, employees of tourism companies and fishermen living near the pier discovered business opportunities. Whenever a cruise ship docked, they would always push a wheelbarrow to sell fresh fish and shrimp and picnic utensils. .

The four of Joan got off the boat and came to the beach. After waiting for about ten minutes, they saw Thomas' personal servant Bobby running over with four hounds.

"Master, Bobby is at your command." The little servant bowed respectfully to Thomas.

"It's getting late, everyone is hungry, why don't you go to the market near the pier first, buy some fish and shrimp, spirits and firewood, turn around and light a bonfire, let Bobby make us a barbecue meal ?”

Thomas cast a consulting look at Joan and the Tyndale brothers.

Of course, none of the three objected.

"Then it's decided." Thomas turned back and told Bobby, "You wait for us here with the dog. If you need to buy anything, let me know in advance."

"There are plenty of fresh fish and shrimps in the market. You can buy whatever you like, young masters. I bought two bundles of firewood by the way. I take flints, seasonings, butter, grills and pans with me, so I don't need to buy them." Bobby Seriously told my young master.

"Okay, see you later."

Thomas waved to Poppy, turned and walked towards the fairground.

Brothers Joan and Tyndale followed suit to help.

The four squeezed into the aquatic market surrounded by tourists, and bought four fresh cod, two pairs of large lobsters, and three dozen scallops each as big as a palm.

With so much seafood, it only cost less than 8 Gold Duga in total, and the fishmonger also provided a wooden barrel specially used to hold the seafood they bought, which is really affordable.

Thomas squeezed out of the crowd with a wooden bucket, remembered Bobby's advice, and went to the grocery store to buy firewood.

"Uncle, are you kidding me? How dare you ask for two gold coins for such a small bundle of firewood?"

Roger stared at the old firewood seller in disbelief.

"It's very hard to get firewood on this island. You can buy it at this price anywhere. If you don't believe me, just ask around and you'll know."

The old man answered slowly, smoking his pipe.

"I don't understand this. If you want to talk about something rare, it is understandable that it is expensive. But the forest on the island is endless, and there is no shortage of firewood if there is anything missing. Why is a bundle of firewood so expensive?" Roger retorted unconvinced.

The old man exhaled a string of smoke rings, smiled and shook his head.

"Young man, this is probably the first time you have come to Wild Boar Island, and you don't know the situation here."

"That's right, there are plenty of trees on the island. At first glance, there is no shortage of firewood, but how many people dare to leave the security zone in the dark and go to the forest outside the wall to cut firewood?"

"You know, there are groups of wild boars in the woods, if you break in alone, you might die."

"Old man, you can't scare us with your words! Since we came to the island to participate in the hunting competition, it is enough to show that we are not afraid of wild boars!" Dick said loudly.

"Hehe, young man, don't be so angry, listen to me tell you slowly, there are at least two thousand people on this ship you are on?"

"Early tomorrow morning, you will bring your weapons, lead the hounds, leave the pier security area together, and cross the walls and ditches into the dense forest to hunt, right?"

"There are more than 2,000 heavily armed hunters around you, so of course you don't need to be afraid of wild boar attacks."

There was a sly smile on the old man's wrinkled face.

"But the situation is different now. The night is dark and there are no one hundred or eighty people to accompany you. Do you dare to leave the warning area and enter the dark forest surrounded by wild boars to cut firewood?"

"This... It's not a question of daring, but that we don't need to take such a risk just to get angry with you." Roger replied angrily.

"That's what you said! Young master, instead of being angry with me and spending a lot of time and effort finding someone to cut firewood together, you might as well spend a few gold coins to buy ready-made firewood from me!"

"You are all sons of rich families. You are not short of the money anyway. Why bother with me, a poor old man? Think about it, is this the truth?"

The old man smiled and asked Roger.

"The firewood is only worth two copper coins, but it is sold for a hundred times the price."

"Whether it's worth the price depends on when, where, and to whom you sell it." The old man retorted eloquently, "Young man, to tell you the truth, I just hope to make some wine money tonight! If you sell it tomorrow Come to buy firewood in the morning, a bundle of two copper coins, if you buy two bundles, I will send you a bundle, how about it?"

"Come on, it's useless for me to ask for firewood tomorrow!" Dick yelled angrily.

"That's right!" The old man laughed with a pipe in his mouth.

Dick heard the irony in the old man's laughter, and felt more and more annoyed.

Thomas raised his hand to stop Dick from losing his temper, smoothing things over with a wry smile.

"What this old man said is quite reasonable. If it is more expensive, it should be more expensive. Why can't our dinner be without his two bundles of firewood!"

"That's not necessarily true." Joan suddenly interjected, "Thomas, let's go back."