"Dong, dong, dong…"
"Wooo…"
Mag and the ladies had just got back to the boat, but before they could even begin to enjoy another feast, a series of organized drumming and conches trumpetting could be heard. As seawater in front of the boat split open in the center, 300 merfolk powerhouses were slowly rising up from below, with the high priest in black magician robes and Gina standing in the middle.
"They're here!" Mag's eyes lit up. He had already bought the simultaneous interpretation system from System with 250 copper coins, so from now on, he could communicate freely with the merfolk.
However, what the heck was that pageantry?
Mag stared at those merfolk holding all kinds of strange musical instruments in a neat formation. Did Gina give all the mud casings to the merfolk's guards of honor?
"Wow, this is spectacular!" Amy's eyes widened as she gazed at those merfolk playing the instruments intently.
