Born to Be Rebellious [Quick Transmigration]

Lovett lowered his eyes carelessly, and his gaze fell on his palm.

The open wound on the palm has been properly treated, the snow-white gauze is tightly wrapped around it, and the remaining blood has already been washed away.

He twirled his fingertips.

The soft touch of the tip of the mermaid's tongue seems to still be on the surface of the skin, wet and cold, winding slowly like a snake, with a sense of distance and danger from a foreign race, like a kiss from the deep sea god of death.

The fingers gradually tightened, as if they wanted to hold something tightly in the palm of their hands, and the gauze slowly smeared with bright red blood, gradually smudged.

The young emperor stared at his injured palm calmly, as if he didn't notice the slightest pain.

His eyes darkened, and his Adam's apple rolled up and down slightly.

At this time, a thick stack of all the information related to the Siren was carefully delivered to the table in front of Lovett by an attendant, and then minimized the sense of existence as much as possible, and retreated from the room as quickly as possible—everyone who could stay by his side Anyone who has been around for long enough knows that the fickle emperor doesn't like to be disturbed, and they are not willing to face the possible consequences of angering the other party.

Lovett withdrew his gaze, raised his hand to take the stack of materials he ordered to collect, and simply flipped through them.

The contents of these myths or legends are basically the same, and the testimonies of the fishermen and sailors who claim to have seen the siren are often one-sided statements, and the image constructed by summing up all the information is the same as that of the businessman. not much difference.

These sirens are ferocious in nature and beautiful in appearance, and feed on seduced sailors.

Lovett squinted his eyes thoughtfully, and his eyes fell on the frozen picture on the side screen - in the camera lens blurred by water stains, two arms as white as lotus root were wrapped around the victim's shoulders like vines , the drooping blue-purple long hair was spread out on the wet ground, like a big net that seemed to catch people's eyes, even though his throat was bitten off, and blood gushed out like a fountain, the man's figure did not change. The slightest sign of struggle.

The cold and wet touch on the fingers became vivid again.

Lovett threw the documents back on the table, and the heavy documents made a loud bang.

He lowered his eyes in an unpredictable manner, and raised his hand to touch the blood-soaked gauze that he was injured. There was some dark emotion in his heart that was about to move.

willis...

It is really cheap for him to leave in this way of death.

Lovett tapped with his fingers, and the monitor picture in the glass room was instantly enlarged on the screen, faithfully presenting the picture recorded by it——

by the pool.

Candies of various flavors are piled up into hills, and the words on the packaging are different. They are placed in crystal containers, placed in a position that can be touched, and the same exquisite human food is placed beside them. ——Obviously, the temporary owner quickly figured out the strange taste of this mermaid, and quickly made corresponding preparations.

The food bowl was mostly empty, and several torn candy wrappers were scattered aside.

Ge Xiu slowly licked the sweet candy ball, and the sweet taste of the candy in his mouth greatly diluted the previous irritability and anxiety.

He squinted his eyes in blunt satisfaction, like a satiated cat after a full meal.

Gexiu has already adapted to the way of movement in the water. Every curve of this body fits perfectly with the waves. As long as the tail fin swings slightly, the streamlined body will quickly break through the water waves and rush forward.

Because the body temperature of the mermaid is lower, the speed of melting the sugar ball in the mouth is relatively slower, and he likes this feeling.

Gexiu yawned sleepily, spit out a string of snow-white bubbles from his mouth, gurgling towards the surface of the water, when each bubble burst in the air, the faint fruity sweetness inside would be Then release it.

He swam towards the rock where he was lying on before, curled his tail habitually, found a comfortable position and lay down.

Ge Xiu blinked, and looked at a small piece of sky exposed through the skylight through the rippling water.

The dark night has completely covered the twilight, leaving only a high and distant starry sky.

The swaying water plants brushed his back and arms softly and slowly. The little silver fish seemed to have determined that the mermaid would not harm them, so it boldly circled around his fish tail. With a shot, he caught two or three bold little fish that swam past his cheeks. The smooth and cold touch of the fish scales remained on his skin, and it seemed impossible to fake the real one.

It is completely impossible to imagine that everything in front of you is just an overly real virtual world.

However, Gexiu saw with his own eyes that everything turned into data, like an illusory and grand bubble, which instantly disappeared after a light poke, leaving only a barren and empty nothingness.

except...

that person.

Gexiu opened his hand, and the rampant little fish in the package in his palm finally found a way out, hurriedly swam to the distance, and joined their partners.

He wasn't sure where the people who expressed kindness to him in the previous two worlds came from, why the emperor in this world would rescue him in trouble, and he was related to the characters in the other two worlds. What internal connection... However, what Gexiu can vaguely confirm is that all these seem to be related in some way.

And he's getting closer.

Ge Xiu stared at the void in the distance with heavy eyes, and there was an undercurrent surging in the depths of his eyes.

He pressed his jaw hard and chewed the candy in his mouth. The sweet candy shattered in an instant, releasing a fragrant syrup in an instant, spreading on the tip of his tongue and in his mouth, occupying his five senses in an instant.

The moonlight shines from the narrow skylight, and the clear silver light fluctuates on the sparkling water surface, illuminating the dark bottom of the water.

The slender mermaid curled up in the depths of the darkness, its skin was like fine white and cold bone china, and the scales on its blue-purple fish tail shone.The sense of danger that could tear the enemy's throat out before has long since disappeared. He looks so fragile and beautiful, as gentle and harmless as every mermaid, like a fleeting dream.

Through the monitor, Lovett's eyes were dark, and his aggressive gaze stayed on the mermaid on the screen for a long time.

At this time, the guard's cautious voice came from the door, interrupting his contemplation:

"Your Majesty, the banquet is about to begin."

The monthly small banquets held by the royal family are a customary habit.For the entire high society, being invited is a symbol of supreme glory, and all famous and powerful nobles will attend to express their respect and loyalty to the royal family on behalf of their families.

Compared with the previous emperors, Lovett was not really keen on banquets. During the reign of his long-dead father, banquets and dances were almost uninterrupted. The entire palace was lit up with carnival lights every night, and countless Food and wine were sent in and out of the banquet hall like flowing water—after Lovett ascended the throne, these wanton carnivals were basically banned, leaving only this one.

Lovett stood up, casually raised his hand and waved away the attendants, and walked towards the banquet hall.

Everything is the same as usual tonight.

Elegant music is flowing in the air, bright lights are reflected on the splendid and gorgeous sculptures, reflected in the criss-crossed wine glasses, and hung on everyone's perfect smiles.

Except... His Majesty the Emperor seems to be a little absent-minded tonight.

Lovett shook half a glass of red wine casually, narrowed his eyes slightly, and his eyes stayed on the swaying ripples of the wine, with an unpredictable expression.

In terms of appearance and stature, this young emperor is simply outstanding. In addition, the position of empress is still vacant. There are many unmarried noble ladies who have ideas secretly, but no one really dares to come forward. Alright—that kind of fear that seemed to come from instinct made them involuntarily back away, except for one.

Christine Albert lifted the hem of her skirt and stepped forward gracefully.

She is the youngest daughter of Earl Albert's family. She has an extremely beautiful face and has many suitors, but she seems to have other ambitions.

Christine walked in reservedly, her big eyes looked affectionately, and she shyly turned to Lovett with a soft voice: "Your Majesty, do you have something on your mind tonight?"

Lovett raised his eyes to look at her, and under the stern browbones, those unpredictable eyes cast a glance—his handsomeness was extremely aggressive, and even his emotionless glance shocked Christine, But the infatuation in her eyes deepened. She pursed her lips, carefully prepared her next words, and said gently, "I heard that you recently raised a mermaid?"

Lovett brought the wine glass to his lips, and took a sip. The light red wine stained his thin lips, as if stained with blood that hadn't dried up.

Although it is sitting on the seat, but inexplicably gives people a condescending feeling of looking down.

"My brother also raises two mermaids. Maybe you would like to share with him how to raise them?" Christine is a smart girl. Get closer to each other, so that you have the possibility of capturing each other's love.

Arthur Albert just walked over with a wine glass.

He is a romantic and beautiful prodigal son, no matter what the occasion is, he always has a bit of sloppiness, and he does not speak like a well-educated nobleman. Perhaps it is his vulgar and dissolute qualities that attract many ladies. Die alive.

"Mermaid?" He leaned over with interest: "I do have two, they are indeed beautiful, and their singing voice is also nice, but in some respects they are too docile and boring..."

Arthur squeezed his eyes and made some meaningful expressions: "Well, it's not bad to have a change of taste once in a while."

Christine didn't expect that the topic would suddenly change, her cheeks suddenly became hot, and she said angrily, "Brother!"

She glanced vaguely at Lovett who was sitting not far away, but the other party still looked indifferent, as if he had no intention of helping her speak. Christine stamped her feet embarrassingly, turned and ran away in embarrassment.

An older nobleman shook his head and said in disapproval:

"Mermaids are ornamental objects in the final analysis. It is enough to play and watch them. It is better not to get too close."

Arthur shrugged indifferently: "Everyone has their own love. Besides, mermaids are not completely boring... Did you know they have estrus? That's really..."

His smile deepened, and he uttered a cryptic exclamation: "—Wow."

A young viscount with a gloomy face seemed to be equally interested in this topic, and he joined the discussion with a glass of champagne: "However, the mermaid still needs special training, otherwise it is also easy to hurt people. They make perfect pets when they are trained by the right trainer."

He turned his head to look at the emperor who had not said a word from the beginning, and said earnestly:

"If you need it, I also have a few mermaids that have been fully trained and are very docile at home. They are absolutely top-notch in appearance and body. You will never find a little guy who is more gentle and charming than them—or, I I can give you my family's trainer, I promise, his craftsmanship is absolutely excellent."

Apparently, His Majesty the Emperor built a luxurious fish pond for his new mermaid within two days. The new hobby he cultivated has already begun to spread in the upper class, so various people began to take it as an excuse. Opportunity to show courtesy to him.

Arthur was also not far behind: "I have a drug that can induce estrus in mermaids, if you need to tell me."

The viscount drank the champagne in his hand, and the alcohol he drank before gradually picked up, causing his pale face to turn slightly red, so he couldn't control his mouth: "Your Majesty, I heard rumors that you Is this newly raised mermaid the one that killed Grand Duke Wesley?"

His eyes narrowed slightly, his eyes were a little blurred, and he smiled with ulterior motives:

"Duke Wesley can be regarded as a joke among us. I didn't expect to fall into the hands of this mermaid... If there is a chance, I would really like to meet it..."

"clatter."

There was a slight sound when the bottom of the wine glass hit the table, and the man's white and slender fingers casually pulled away from the wine glass.

But the sound of the quiet impact was like a deafening bell, which instantly awakened the Viscount from the hot drink just now, and the previous blush faded from his face, leaving only a paper-like paleness.

He stammered his defense: "Hold, I'm sorry, Your Majesty...I..."

Lovett raised his hand lightly, his face was so lazy that it was almost indifferent, and he didn't seem to see much change in his mood.

But in the next second, a number of guards who were fully armed and loaded with guns walked in. They were well-trained, and their wrists firmly blocked the trembling mouth of the viscount, who was still begging for mercy, and then dragged him out completely. The process takes no more than half a minute.

The whole place was silent.

Lovett picked up the wine glass again, with a faint smile on his lips, he said indifferently to the other people attending the banquet:

"continue."