Mr. Siren [Comprehensive British and American]

This is not a very grand and formal meeting. Both parties involved in the meeting do not want their trip to be widely known, and the relationship between them is not very good, so the meeting place is chosen on a small island in the high seas. It can dive into the sea at any time and disappear without a trace, and the other party's helicopter is always on standby and ready to take the owner to escape.

Obviously, they don't trust anyone - especially some people who have already stepped on land and are still wary of a sea monster without a fish tail.

It was already late at night when the banquet started. The night in Alaska was windy and windy, but the sea was sunny with few stars. It was very suitable for setting up a long table outside and having an open-air dinner party with flowers and wine.

"Please relax." Triton lightly smiled to appease the stiff-faced guest, raised the wine glass in his hand and said, "I believe we all came here with sincerity, so there is no need to be so vigilant."

The guest also smiled stiffly and raised his glass to pay Triton back, and took a sip of the wine in the glass meaningfully.

The fine wine in this glass is the sea monster's treasure, and every sip of its value is equivalent to gold.

"Good wine." The guest admired, his face relaxed a little, he put the glass down on the table, and pushed it in again.

"To entertain a distinguished guest like you, it is natural to bring out the best wine." Triton said with a smile, picking up a knife and fork to gently cut open the fresh and tender fish on the plate. The uncooked fish is tender and sweet from its essence. A little lemon juice is enough to taste, "This is a rare fish sent by my friend in the East, please taste a few more."

The guest who didn't intend to move the knife and fork secretly clenched his fist and loosened it, nodded as naturally as possible, and cut a piece of light pink fish that seemed to be still bouncing on the plate - the smallest piece within the range of etiquette and put it into his mouth , simply chewed it twice and swallowed it whole without even having time to savor the taste.

If he hadn't been at a disadvantage now, he would never even move this plate of meat from some strange fish, even if he knew that Triton would not be stupid enough to do anything in such a place.

If you eat it, you will be softened, but one mouthful is enough. He is not a hunting dog raised by those sea monsters. To throw a piece of meat, he has to honestly lick the bottom of his pelvis. Flattery and an insufficient balance of status are of no benefit to his purpose of coming today.

He straightened his already straight back, put down the knife and fork and wiped his lips that were not stained with anything, and said: "I think, since we are all sitting here, we have achieved We have reached a consensus to resolve the hundreds of years of unhappiness between each other."

"Unpleasant?" Triton picked up the wine glass and shook it, the bright red liquid reverberated on the side of the glass and dragged out beautiful traces, "I don't think there is any unpleasantness between us." He seemed to have remembered something interesting, showing a With a shallow smile, "Have you been getting along very happily, haven't you?"

The guest was silent. If it is said that Triton left Europe and swallowed up a lot of the opponent's forces, not to mention that he started in a dark way and wanted to kill the grass, until he was tossed by Triton and Adaro before he settled down. If it is considered a happy relationship, then they It's true that they got along happily in the past hundred years.

If the relationship was really good, the Hound's head wouldn't be on his pillow early in the morning, reminding him what a stupid thing his heir had done.

It's just that at that time he still thought that Triton would never return to this continent, just like his predecessors many years ago, no one thought that the siren who was driven out of Europe by his own race would return one day, and when Adaro and Triton The relationship between the sea monsters is not good enough for him to spend so much effort to escort those forces, and the attitude of indifference makes them feel that the relationship between the sea monsters is the same as fire and water, so don't make things too easy for each one. If it wasn't for Triton gaining a firm foothold in the United States and making them restrain themselves, Triton's subordinates would have to fight them to the death.

But it doesn't seem too late to tear up the face now. After years of dormancy and the return of the master, the hound can finally show its fangs and claws unscrupulously, ready to move those guys who used to step on their heads to show off their might and bite them fiercely. Even if there is an order from the owner that they cannot be killed in one bite, a few more pieces of meat must be torn off to let them know what pain is.

The pain continued for hundreds of years, and he did not dare to stretch out his claws by half a millimeter.

Triton didn't stop his subordinates' actions. He knew how much hatred they had held back for so many years and was about to explode. Just as those subordinates back then fully supported him to leave Europe to open up a new continent, he now also fully supports his subordinates' amateur decompression activities .

Protecting one's subordinates indiscriminately is also a kraken's forte.

In this reception, one was here to seek sympathy, and the other was to state his position, so it was doomed to fail to reach an agreement from the very beginning.

After drinking a glass of wine, seeing Triton still wandering around in circles with him, pretending to be a fool when he asked all kinds of questions, the guest finally couldn't help but gloomy face, "It seems that you don't seem to have any sincerity."

"How do you know?" Triton laughed, "If I'm not sincere, the person sitting here today would be my agent."

"Or do you think my hospitality has been neglected?" Triton raised his eyebrows, "Tom, our guests don't seem to be satisfied with your arrangement."

"I'm really sorry, and please forgive me for my negligence and rudeness." The old butler who stood behind waiting for the order took two steps towards the guest, bowed down slightly to apologize respectfully, and when he raised his head, his eyes were bright red. The canine teeth flickered on his lips, "Please forgive me." He lowered his head again, hiding the coldness and sarcasm in his eyes.

A gust of warm wind blows, but the guests feel a little cold on the back. I heard that in the far east, there is a country called Japan that will say "I'm starting" loudly before eating to express respect for the food, just like The old housekeeper sounded like an apology with sincerity just now, but it was more of a desire for food than full sincerity.

"No, it's already a very good reception." The guest said dryly with a stiff neck, took a sip from the wine glass, and looked at the expression on his face, rather than saying that what he drank was poison, "Thank you Carefully prepared."

"I'm deeply honored." The old housekeeper showed a soft smile on his face, and when he raised his head again, his eyes had returned to normal color, his canine teeth were gone, and his mouth was grinning with neat teeth.

"The magnanimity of the guests is not the reason for your negligence." Triton said flatly, "I don't want it to happen again."

"I will keep this lesson in mind." The old butler said, bowing to the guest again, "Then please allow me to offer you a piano piece as an apology."

Triton waved his hand casually in response to his request, and said to the guest, "It is inevitable that you will not act well when you are old, please don't take offense, I will never neglect you."

"It's always inevitable when you get older," said the guest, "like me, I always have to forget something." He picked up his glass and took a sip, as if he couldn't hear the slight irony in Triton's words.

"You already have a good heir, so what is there to worry about?" Triton said with relief, "I remember it was called...Eric, right, from the Old Norse voice, a born, always strong leader Or, it’s really a beautiful meaning.”

When he mentioned the guest's son Eric, he said it casually, but the guest's face changed slightly, and his expression fluctuated much more than the emotional changes that could not be seen without looking carefully before, but he quickly adjusted his expression He returned to his usual smiling appearance, "Eric is still very young and very impulsive." There was some hint in his words, and the tightening of his palms showed the owner's restless heart.

"Yeah, very young." Triton laughed. If he didn't pick up the guests, he raised his wine glass and asked the waiter to pour another glass of wine for him. "Today's wine is good, and it matches the weather very well."

"Today's weather is good." The guest forced himself to calm down and took a deep breath, "It's a pity that there is too much rain in Alaska, so we can't see such a beautiful moon."

What he said is a threat that has almost completely turned the hole card. If you touch my son, I will touch you human beings. That Dr. Reid has the most nails sent by various forces. Sometimes he is really curious how Triton can let him go The man traveled all over the country.

"You mean those guys who didn't taste as good as brown bread?" Triton tilted his head and recalled, "It's pretty bad."

"By the way." Triton said again, "I remember that Prince Eric is going to attend the diplomatic reception today, right?" He looked at his watch to calculate the time difference, and smiled, "It should be over now."

The guest's heart tightened, and he stood up abruptly and stared at Triton sullenly, "Your Excellency's courtesy to me today will definitely be remembered by the Konigsburg family."

"The same is for you." Triton leaned back on the chair and raised his glass, "May the Konigsburg family live forever."

The guests turned and left in anger and panic. Triton smashed the wine glass on the ground and laughed heartily. His subordinates have been holding back their anger for so many years. The sea monster is not interested in power and wealth by nature, but those who dare to start with his human future life guarantee must chop off their claws so that they can never get up again.

The old housekeeper came over with the piano case, and sighed regretfully, "It seems that I have taken my piano in vain. I have been practicing hard for so long."

"Come on Tom." Triton lay on the table and licked off the red wine from the corner of his lips, chuckling, "Your Majesty the King doesn't like your poor piano skills."

"But even a clumsy pianist like me wants to play a tune for the King of Austria." The old butler said, "That's the country of music."

"Since the violin is brought, play it for me." Triton narrowed his eyes and played with the silver table knife, the shiny knife surface reflected his blushing face, "You carefully prepared the tune."

"A second-rate violin player and a second-rate appreciator are really a good match." The old butler sighed again, took out his violin and put it on his neck. , the tide bursts back and forth endlessly.

Triton was already a little drunk, and fish are not very resistant to alcohol. He drank three glasses of red wine just now, and he felt his cheeks were hot and slightly drunk, and his half-open eyes seemed to be condensed into a pool of deep springs. , shimmering.

Let's sleep here for the time being tonight. After twelve o'clock, this small island is already the private property of the sea monster.