He did not care if others laughed at him, but Nimrod was genuinely looking forward to tasting fishman.
He still remembered that, before his transmigration, his first introduction to Lord of the Mysteries had been a description somewhere of how delicious "fishman meat" was. It had tempted him quite a bit even then.
Now that he had arrived in this world and his situation had stabilized somewhat, Nimrod felt he ought to put fishman straight onto his must-eat list.
At Nimrod's words, Emlyn White's tense expression gradually relaxed. As a Sanguine, he knew some basic information about Beyonder creatures. "Fishmen? I once heard my elders mention that this Beyonder creature is a main ingredient in a certain Sequence 9 potion formula. That's why they're almost completely extinct in modern times."
This should have something to do with the Sailor pathway. Uh, when the buying stops, the killing can too... The phrase surfaced in Klein's mind, but he wanted to maintain Gehrman Sparrow's cold, stern image. He could only sit composedly to one side, sipping pale beer and keeping his thoughts to himself.
"Yes, that's right."
Nimrod answered Emlyn's question. "Fishmen are indeed a main ingredient for Sequence 9 of a certain pathway, and they pose no threat to us. So, if you're feeling bored, would you like some after-dinner exercise tonight? Good for both body and mind."
Audrey, seated at the table, blinked. After boarding the ship, she had spent some time adjusting to life without servants attending to her.
Now, after hearing Nimrod's words, Audrey briefly considered her phrasing before asking, "Mr. Nimrod, are you planning to hunt that fishman?"
When Nimrod had mentioned "a fishman climbing over the railing to attack passengers," Audrey had already guessed his intention:
Hunting an incomplete Sequence 9 Beyonder creature really was nothing