Text Chapter 1129 The Secret of Marco Bocasdo (2)

The commander-in-chief of the Eastern Sea Region walked in alone, leaving all his followers and guards outside the room.

The eight huge tentacles used to move the body expanded and contracted, and finally pushed Marshal Donghai in front of everyone... The owner of the huge rectangular dining table where everyone was sitting down.

Marco Bocasdo glanced at everyone present and showed that particularly captivating smile (because it was completely obscured by the tentacles on his chin, he was able to infer this through imagination and the vibration of his facial muscles) It's a smile, probably...), "You're welcome, these should be foods that suit your taste. I have chefs on the ground on my ship."

Zhao Nan glanced at the food on the table. Not only was this room surprisingly comfortable, but the food in front of him was all cooked food, and it was in line with human tastes in every aspect.

It's just...a human chef on the ship?

Zhao Nan's doubts were quickly expressed through the mouth of Finina beside him, "With all due respect, Your Excellency, Marshal. In my impression, the Sea Clan seems to be suitable for raw and cold food... At most, they just make some dehydrated dry food. , supplemented with various seasonings? ”

"It seems that you have some research on the food culture of our Hai tribe." While speaking, Marco Bocasdu used the fork in front of him to put a piece of hot barbecue into his mouth △5, ww∧w. , while chewing: "It is true that the Sea Clan feeds on raw and cold food. But I still like this kind of carefully prepared cooked food."

One bite after another, Marco Bocasto just put the whole plate of barbecue in front of him into his mouth in a short time in front of everyone, as if he still had more to say.

Because the appearance of Marshal Donghai was so terrifying that only Eulisis was present. There was almost no appetite at all.

"What? Don't these foods suit your taste?" Marco Bocasto said hospitably: "It doesn't matter, just tell me what you like to eat, and I will let the chef on the ship prepare it for you. But it's too much I’m afraid I can’t provide you with rare ingredients.”

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

She locked her eyes on Marco Bocasto, took a deep breath and said: "Marshal Donghai! After all, what is your purpose of inviting us on board? There are no outsiders here."

Marco Bocas touched his tentacles with a napkin, and after a moment he suddenly said: "Everyone. I like the culture on land."

"Various cultures." Marco Bocasdu added.

Everyone looked at each other... The layout in this room was not fake, nor could it have been temporarily prepared before everyone arrived.

Is it possible that this guy with the most power in the East China Sea is actually a young artistic man in the Ocean Empire... middle-aged or something like that?

"Uh... What an unexpected interest." Augustus, as the representative in public this time, had to allow himself to make some responses at this time.

These words seemed to make Marco Bocasdu happy, but he saw that his expression became slightly excited and said: "Human beings are simply incredible creatures! The culture they created is better than the night pearl in the deep sea. Brilliant! Poetry? Architecture...even food! Compared with these, the vast deep sea empire is like a cultural desert! Why do I grow in the deep sea?

As if he was nervous, Marco Bocasdu's hands shook at the same time. “Why did I grow up in this cultural desert?”

Everyone continued to look at each other... This adventure was so magical.

Augustus coughed twice at this time, "Your Majesty Marshal, so you left us here just to discuss human culture with you?"

Marco Bocasdu said: "Although there are some human chefs on my ship, they are just chefs after all, and they have too little experience. Most of those who can go to the deep sea during the war are adventurers who lick blood from their swords. It’s hard to find someone with culture, let alone now. If we meet, you will die or I will die!”

"We don't want to see the invasion of the Sea Clan." Augustus said calmly.

Marco Bocasto suddenly said: "But at least you didn't show that strong intention of targeting! And I see your strange aircraft. This is not something ordinary adventurers can have. In your body, I A chance to master real human culture!”

"Oh? What if we are just vulgar people?" Augustus said calmly: "I'm afraid I will disappoint you, Marshal."

Marco Bocasto said solemnly: "If you disappoint me, then don't even think about leaving this place!"

It seemed that the atmosphere had returned to what it was on the bow deck not long ago. Augustus frowned, but unexpectedly, Finina suddenly said: "Forgive me for asking, the Marshal will be arriving soon." Are you on land? Why are you so eager to understand the so-called true culture of mankind?”

Marco Bocasto sneered: "I have asked my men to find me a large number of poets, singers, nobles! I will meet them and exchange cultural experiences with them! If you don't understand this aspect of etiquette, Where can I put my dignity as the commander-in-chief of the Eastern Sea Region?"

To put it bluntly... are you afraid of losing face?

"Three days, I'll give you three days. Teach me all the etiquette of human nobles! If you do well, I'll let you go immediately and we'll go our separate ways!" Marco Bocasdu said seriously: "If I find out that you lied to me, the countless navy in the East China Sea will be a nightmare that will keep you awake all day long!"

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"What should we do now?"

In the room where Marco Bocasdu had already left, he was still sitting on the original dining chair, but he felt like lying on the table.

"This octopus said it wanted to learn to dance... I don't care, whoever wants to go can go, anyway, I will never teach it!" Lililu trembled all over and said: "Just kill me!"

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

"I would rather expose my identity now and kill my way out of here!" The Black Princess reacted fiercely and began to pester Zhao Nan's arm.

The only one who could find excuses to act like a spoiled child at this time... was probably the Black Princess.

"Don't you have one night to think about it? Why are you in such a hurry?" Zhao Nan shook his head, "Let's take a closer look at the situation... This East China Sea Marshal is not as simple as you think."

After acting like a spoiled child, the Black Princess nodded and said, "Well... As a reason for not taking action, it's really far-fetched."

Fenina frowned and said, "The problem is... Marco Bocasdo doesn't seem to have any reason not to take action? We didn't know it before, right?"

Zhao Nan couldn't answer this question at this time, so he shook his head and said, "Let's rest first... We haven't really rested since we left that place. Since the Marshal said that we can use this place as we please for the time being, don't let him down."

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The Flying Sword Fish King did not use jumping to move forward again.

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

The seawater crashed.

Slightly swayed.

On the bow, only a few sea soldiers were standing guard. While standing guard, he was also monitoring the small hill that could not enter the cabin and could only sleep on the bow deck.

Marco Bocasdu... the most powerful marshal in the East Sea of ​​the Sea Empire, was now alone on the second-floor stand of the ship, drinking some precious wine under the moonlight.

If it weren't for this creepy look, it would probably be a very poetic scene.

"There are at least more than 10,000 sea warriors on the ship. Isn't there anyone who can entertain you, Marshal?"

Suddenly a voice came.

Marco Bocasdu was slightly stunned. This was a very unfamiliar voice, at least it was sure that it had never heard it before today. The problem was that it was impossible for it not to recognize the one who could get close to this extent and speak on this Feijianhuang.

But the marshal did not turn around immediately, and said lightly: "They don't understand."

Shaking his head, Marco Bocasdu finally turned around slowly, but saw that the person who spoke was standing in the shadows at this time. With its vision, even in the night with only sparse starlight, it can still be as bright as day.

The problem is that it can't see the figure in the shadow at this moment, what exactly does it look like... It can vaguely hear the fluctuations of the small world.

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

Suddenly.

"Marshal, are you really a sea clan?"

The voice floated out easily.

Marco Bocasdu's eyes condensed slightly. The voice was very light, but there were no sea clans around, and it was as quiet as a bedroom after a deep sleep. "Of course, I am a well-educated and cultured sea clan warrior!"

At this time, the Marshal of the East Sea heard a faint footstep, and saw the figure in the shadow slowly walked out. And it can finally see what the guy who was talking looks like.

However, when it can see clearly, Marco Bocasdu can't help but be stunned... It has never seen this person, but it has seen a child who imagines this person. Is there someone hidden in that strange aircraft that he didn't notice?

Subconsciously, Marco Bocas's eyes fell on the sea, where the Eugen flying boat was also calm and motionless.

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