Natier excitedly opened the lid and a young human head popped out from the jar.
The leader of the mermen, who had been controlling the sea beasts from afar, did not have a chance to see a living human.
Now that he saw it with his own eyes, he realized that the creatures on the shore looked so delicious.
He picked up a small knife placed at the side and cut open the skull in a circular manner. During this period of time, he had also eaten a lot of frozen food. This method was very practiced.
"Sir Natier~"
At this moment, Natier's three wives also approached, their eyes filled with desire.
Clearly, they also wanted to try it. Under normal circumstances, only nobles could eat high-grade food.
However, Natier berated them impatiently.
Ever since it was corroded by the flesh and blood of the Armored Troll, it had regained its intelligence and rationality through eating.
