"Yagu~ Ahya~ Ahya, run wild~#%￥*...!"
The fishman happily waved the stone spear in its hand, singing a unique song.
It was celebrating its acquisition of food that could fill its belly. For a weak individual within its tribe, this was a rare and precious harvest!
Usually, it was responsible for patrolling the surrounding area. Only after waking up and when returning could it eat a little of the food left over by the other tribe members!
"Yaya~!"
The fishman removed the sea fish from the stone spear and bit into it with delight!
Blood splattered everywhere. The delicious fish meat curled the corners of its mouth, and it kept chewing, revealing a dense array of sharp teeth!
"Ya%￥#..."
As though savoring the fish, the fishman muttered unintelligible words while eating.
However, the only one present who probably knew what the fishman was muttering about was the fishman itself.
As for the other being quietly standing more than ten meters away, it had no idea what the fishman was saying.
"Moss?" (Oh dear, am I late?)
Moss's voice suddenly sounded behind the fishman. The fishman, who had been enjoying its sea fish, was startled and let out a cry!
"Ah..."
It hurriedly turned around, trying to see what had made the sound!
However, the last thing it saw was a flash of dazzling fire!
Moss held a Flame Light Sword and lightly swept it across the fishman's somewhat thick neck, beheading it!
"It's only Bronze Rank..."
Moss dispersed the flaming sword and looked at the fishman lying on the ground, tilting her head slightly as she spoke.
She reached out and searched through the fishman's head, but found nothing of value.
"What a pity. No magic core..."
Moss raised her hand and shook her head regretfully. Then she summoned Little Ball