Chapter 249 25 Eggs

Chapter 249 25. Egg

"Hello, my name is Ossie."

"Nice to meet you. Nice to meet you."

The Ice Queen swayed slightly at night. Fisher, who was holding a kitchen knife and engraving magic on the iron plate in the kitchen, was not alone. After all, there was a girl of the Ashen Bird species who was practicing dialogue with the parrot in the next room.

Before, Fisher saw her shrinking above the mast every day and thought she didn't want to communicate with others, but now it seems that this is not the case.

As a magic component with [Healing] as the ring head appeared on the iron plate, Fisher exhaled lightly, relaxed his fingers, wiped a little magic material powder on the blade of the kitchen knife again, and then engraved the main ring part.

"Steel Knife, I just saw the captain holding hands with that man. I think Alagina will marry him soon. But when we were in the Women's Kingdom, Alagina and I were both quiet, but now we are getting married, so I feel a little envious. I want to try to communicate with others, and I can't always rely on you. What do you think, Steel Knife?"

"Silly. Silly"

Steel Knife's response was very vague, and Fisher could only guess the general meaning of the words he uttered, but Ossie could talk to it fluently. I don't know if it was due to the innate skills of the avian species.

"I know, I will try with others later, but I still need your help now. Hey, did I tell you this last month?"

"Cuckoo. Cuckoo"

The conversation between Second Officer Ossie and Steel Knife was overheard by Fisher, who was still engraving magic in the kitchen late at night. He was originally a little headache because of engraving magic with a kitchen knife, but now because of this unexpected gain, his headache is no longer painful, his hands are no longer sore, and the movements of engraving magic are much smoother.

I still remember that Fisher was still worrying about what reason to use to study Ossie. Now, after hearing her and Steel Knife's conversation that was similar to talking to themselves, Fisher seemed to have suddenly grasped a clue.

"Buzz."

Fisher continued to engrave magic. Not long after, the sound in the room over there became a little quieter. I don't know if it was because of tiredness from practicing. Only the sound of wind and rain outside the ship remained.

Just when Fisher thought that Ossie had gone back, there was a slight sound over there.

"Woo"

Fisher's action of engraving the magic emblem with a kitchen knife came to an abrupt end. He seemed to hear a strange sound from Ossie next door, which was somewhat similar to the groan of passion, but much more restrained than that sound.

In addition, Fisher suddenly had a question at this time.

If Ossie wanted to practice conversation, wouldn't it be safer to practice in her own room than in the restaurant?

Although there were basically no people here at night, the sound insulation of Alagina's place was good. If it wasn't too loud, it would basically be inaudible.

So, what did Ossie come here for?

With such doubts, Fisher slightly sped up the action of engraving the magic emblem on the iron plate. As time passed, the kitchen knife in his hand was as flexible as his fingers.

And by analogy, Fisher, who was not very good at cooking, suddenly thought that if he compared the process of cutting dishes to engraving magic, would the things he made not look as strange as before?

"Well, I'm so tired. Just leave it here. Peio will take care of it. You don't have to come here after winter."

"Coo. Coo."

"Let's go, Steel Knife."

After a long time, the conversation between Ossie and Steel Knife came from the next room again. Ossie's voice was slightly panting. I don't know what happened just now.

Peio Fisher knew. She was the cook of the Iceberg Queen. Old Jack was learning northern dishes from her before. It happened that she was also interested in Nari's food, so it was a mutual learning.

After this sentence, the door of the restaurant next door was opened. Fortunately, the cabin doors of the Ice Queen were all very heavy iron doors, which not only prevented water from soaking but also prevented people outside from finding that the lights in the kitchen were not turned off. If Ossie found out that Fisher had eavesdropped on her conversation, I wonder if she would completely fall into a state of autism.

As Ossie left here, the healing magic in Fisher's hand was almost completed. As the last horizontal line of the ring tail was outlined by the kitchen knife, Fisher's magic circuit was lit again, and the five-ring healing magic on the iron plate was instantly completed, turning into a beautiful pattern with a glimmer of light.

Five-ring healing magic, [Instant Healing], is completed.

Although the five-ring magic has defects in terms of speed and effect, Isabel's wound is actually not that serious, it just looks a little exaggerated on the outside, and this magic is completely enough for her.

Seeing the magic completed, Fisher breathed a sigh of relief, then cleaned what may be the first kitchen knife in history used to carve magic and put it back in the knife slot, and walked out of the kitchen with the iron plate engraved with magic.

The corridor outside was dark. Fisher was probably the only one left on the entire lower deck. Ossie had already left with the steel knife. In Fisher's sight, only the quiet corridor and the entire ship were shaking slightly.

He walked forward with the magic steel plate until he was about to pass the restaurant where Ossie had just stayed. His steps suddenly stopped and he looked at the restaurant room next to him with curiosity.

After hesitating for a second, he gently reached out and grasped the handle of the iron door and pushed the door open.

"Crunch."

As the iron door was opened to reveal the gloomy darkness inside, Fisher glanced around and found that the scene in the restaurant seemed to be no different from when he came in the afternoon. But after Fisher turned on the light in the room, he suddenly I discovered that there was a small basket in the corner of the room in front of the door where the ingredients were placed.

The small basket was entirely made of wood and seemed to contain something heavy. However, the item was covered with a pink cloth, blocking Fisher's view.

Fisher raised his eyebrows, approached the wooden basket, squatted down and gently opened the covering cloth. Inside, a large egg with a smooth surface suddenly broke into his eyes.

I saw that the shell of the egg in the basket was very smooth. If you look carefully, you can even see a little trace of water stains on its surface. The water stains retained the warmth when it was born, and it just lay quietly on the wooden floor. in the basket.

Just the first time he saw the egg, Fisher already realized what Ossie was doing here just now.

Fisher suddenly felt that it was a good thing that Ossie didn't notice him when she came out. Otherwise, eavesdropping on the conversation and discovering that she laid eggs here would really make her so shameful that she would jump into the sea.

Most of the subhuman species are mammals, only the more special ones are different. The cockbird species is one of the ones currently known to Fisher.

Both the goose species in the northern and southern continents have this characteristic. Although they can breastfeed, their children are born inside the eggs.

At the same time, female cockbird species produce infertile eggs at regular intervals, a phenomenon that is enhanced especially when they have been without contact with the opposite sex for a long time.

Logically speaking, there are only two breeding seasons in a year for common cockroach species. But listening to Osie's conversation just now, it seems that her biological clock has begun to become disordered due to her long life at sea, and the breeding rate has dropped from the original one year. Two seasons have sped up to one in two to three months, which is why she often gives birth to infertile eggs.

Although infertile eggs have no special significance to the Cockroach species, they will cook them themselves, but looking at the water-stained eggs in front of him, Fisher still looked a little weird for some reason.

It’s better not to eat the custard on the ship tomorrow.

Fisher silently recited "Bless the Mother Goddess" in his heart, then put down the cloth on the basket to cover Ossie's eggs, turned around, turned off the lights in the restaurant, and left here pretending that nothing happened.

When Fisher came to Isabel's door in the rain with healing magic, he inadvertently glanced at Osie's room next door, where the lights were still on, and following the silhouette cast by the light on the small window, Fisher saw the figure of the steel knife parrot in the room with its head tilted. It seemed to have heard Fisher's footsteps outside, but it did not speak.

"Button."

"Isabelle."

Fisher withdrew his gaze and knocked on Isabel's door. Not long after, a somewhat panicked response came from inside,

"Ah, Teacher Fisher. Wait, I'll be here soon."

After she responded, she waited for a few seconds. When the door opened again, Fisher was startled by Isabel exposed through the crack in the door.

There was no other reason. Inside the room, Isabel, who was wearing sailor's clothes and with a bandage on her face, half-opened the door. On the exposed part, at this time, only the soft golden long hair remained on her head. It was almost shoulder length, and the break of her hair looked particularly rough and uneven, making her beautiful hair messy.

Feeling that Fisher's eyes were still on her hair, Isabel retreated a little behind the door with some embarrassment. Fisher didn't follow her eyes and just asked,

"Why did you cut your hair?"

"I have long hair and it's not easy to train. Besides, the crew members of other female countries all have short hair."

"Is that so?"

Fisher looked at the rough cuts in her hair and speculated,

"Cut with scissors?"

"Well, there's nothing else useful on the boat, so let's just come in first. It's raining too much outside."

Fisher nodded and walked into Isabel's half-open door. As the iron door closed, the silhouette of the parrot on the window of Ossie's room jumped a few times and jumped back into the room.

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