Strange thing? Klein was troubled, but he asked calmly: "What is it?"
"A fish with human fingers growing in its belly!" Without waiting for Gehrman Sparrow's response, Frank rushed out of the dining room, and soon returned with a dark greenish-black strange fish.
The fish was of ordinary length, but its eyes had eyelids like a human's. Its belly had been cut open, revealing three bloody fingers inside.
"I didn't put them there; they were originally inside! Look at its mouth, it wouldn't likely eat this kind of thing, so they must have grown out of itself! Of course, I can't figure out what effect the fingers have on it yet." Frank spoke his judgment quickly.
Klein glanced at the fish and said thoughtfully: "Maybe someone else stuffed them in."
"...That makes sense. Then it's not the most unique fish." Frank was stunned for a second, slightly disappointed. "Fingers are flesh and blood. I'll ask Heath, he's an expert in this area."
As he spoke, he looked around and found
Frank quickly approached and placed the dark greenish-black strange fish in front of the "Bloodless."
Heath Doyle extended both hands, pressed on the fish body, and was about to put his face close to it.
Frank looked at this scene, feeling vaguely that something was off.
He quickly realized and laughed: "No, this isn't food for you. You've been eating fish all this time, you smell fishy.
"I mean, do you recognize the fingers in the fish's belly? Can you find their original owner?"
Heath Doyle stopped leaning forward and examined them seriously for a few seconds: "They belong to a 'Rose Bishop,' at least a 'Rose Bishop.'"
He took out the three fingers, stacked them together bloodily.
After a brief stillness, the fingers melted like candles, turning into a viscous mass of flesh and blood.
The flesh writhed and traced a bright red word on the dining table: "Help!"
"Rose Bishop" fingers... "Help"... Seeing this, Klein, who was standing by, immediately made associations.
He recalled the "Black Saint"
This saint of the "
His good and evil personalities constantly fought, often engaging in mental battles. The darker main personality gradually gained the upper hand, and the good personality had to hide in the mind world, seeking help.
So, was this a cry for help from Leomaster's good personality? As a saint of the "Aurora Order," it was likely that he advanced from "Shepherd," so having the extraordinary ability of a "Rose Bishop" was not surprising... Klein nodded thoughtfully, feeling that his judgment was close to the truth.
"Help? How?"
You should ask your captain, not me... Klein shook his head: "Don't bother.
"There are too many weird things in this sea."
The basis for his opinion was that from the previous dream, he could see that Leomaster's main personality had an absolute advantage. If they really wanted to save him, they would have to prepare to deal with a demigod. Although the good personality would certainly interfere, it would at most reduce the "Black Saint's" strength to some extent, but it was still a demigod.
Of course, the "Future" had the "Mystery Queen" as a safety net; trying was not impossible. But if it were so easy to rescue, allowing Leomaster to become a completely good "Black Saint", Klein believed that queen would have done it long ago. Her inaction must have been due to practical obstacles.
For example, the place where Leomaster was located had a power that split personalities, which even the "Mystery Queen" dared not challenge... Just a little restoration in Leomaster's dream nearly put me in an unmanageable situation; I only solved it quickly by using the Sea God's scepter. If I encounter it in the real world, I would really split my personality and become a member of the madhouse. I must find a way to borrow the "Heart Demon Candle" from Father Uttravsky to have hope of healing... Hehe, I can also ask Miss Justice for treatment, but her current strength is definitely insufficient... Klein recalled the past and teased himself.
"Yeah." Frank Lee trusted Gehrman Sparrow. "Maybe the one asking for help is already dead..."
As he said this, his eyes suddenly lit up, staring at Heath Doyle: "Can we remove the original mental imprint from this flesh?"
"Yes." Heath Doyle replied succinctly.
Frank Lee's mouth curled up little by little, laughing like a child weighing two hundred pounds: "I've always been curious about the flesh composition of a 'Rose Bishop.' "I've always thought about what would happen if I used similar flesh as a medium for hybridization."
One day, you'll die in your experiments. Fortunately, I'll soon be leaving this ship... Klein had a strange feeling of a child entering an arsenal.
Heath Doyle, with a face so pale it was almost transparent, was stunned for two seconds, then said sincerely: "Thank you."
"What do you mean?" Frank Lee scratched his head, confused.
Probably thanks for you being able to restrain your curiosity and not using his flesh as an experiment, making you a trustworthy companion... Klein's lips twitched as he tried to interpret, feeling more and more that the first and second mates of the "Future" had very strange minds.
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