When night comes, a full moon rises from the mast, watching through the cracks in the deck to watch the princess of the Land of Midsummer. Reina was already asleep, rhythmically beating with the ebb and flow of the waves, while Vanessa was once again awakened from her sleep by the wound on her waist.

She leaned against a barrel of unknown wine and listened to the sea lapping against the hull of the ship, and the hardships and sourness of the past few months filled her heart. Whenever she is alone, she always thinks of the past, and every time there is a thorn in her memories that cannot be pulled out, no matter how hard she tries to forget it, it is still there, deeper and deeper. The princess shook her head in her hands, trying to shake off the memories of the "salty squid" hotel.

Solitude at night was never merciful to me, and in the future, I would not be able to sleep well even on a soft feather bed, this was God's punishment for me, and my magic was cursing me while it was working with me.

The princess looked at Reina, who slept so calmly, and whose dream smile had the confidence of sunshine, and I deserved nothing but a filthy body to sleep in the night, and rot in the mire.

Vanessa's thoughts were interrupted by the sudden obscuration of the moonlight overhead, and a dark shadow paused for a moment above her head before flashing and sliding towards the right deck.

Solander's people? Vanessa was shocked and couldn't bear to wake Reina, so she tiptoed after her.

The deck was empty, and Vanessa almost thought she had hallucinated, but when she reluctantly walked to the stern, she almost tripped over a rope under her feet, and she searched in the direction of the rope, and found that one end of the rope was hanging from the stern shaft post, and the other end was hanging outside the hull, and the rope was thick and strong, and had collapsed tightly, and it seemed that someone was going out of the way. Vanessa cautiously poked her head out of the string of the boat—there was a man hanging from the end of the rope! The man was drawing something on the hull of the ship, and muttered dissatisfiedly, "Damn, it's so hard to draw." How good is the crossed silver gun of Estrada's house, just make a cross and it's over. (Note: House Estrada, rulers of the Icemarsh Nation, with a silver cross in a hanging ice cave as their family crest)

"Who are you?" Vanessa picked up a crowbar from the deck, "What are you doing?" ”

The man looked up at Vanessa, "I'm saving our lives, be quiet." "Listening to the voice is a young man, no more than thirty years old, but judging by Cheng Dù, who has the rope tightened, this guy is at least eighty pounds.

"If you don't make it clear, I won't let you come up." Vanessa nervously shook the crowbar and switched feet back and forth twice.

"Then you'll have to find a pair of scissors," the man didn't care, "and what you have in your hand won't work for me." ”

"Nothing," Vanessa said, "I just shout and you're done." ”

"Oh no," the big man sighed in annoyance, "if you're in the mood to watch out for a stranger, why don't you guard a whole boatload of strangers - you're on a thief ship, little girl." ”

"No way, I took the initiative to ask to get on the ship, and no one forced us."

"The moth voluntarily threw itself into the flames, and no one forced it." Vanessa heard the big guy laboriously dot drawing underneath, "-All right." Then the rope jumped, and the big man climbed up.

As Vanessa had guessed, the man in the moonlight was tall and muscular, with a gladiator-like build, but looked more nimble, and as soon as he climbed up, he began to roll the rope, and Vanessa saw only that he was dressed in a sailor's regular attire, muscular, and his hair was dyed silver-gray by the moonlight.

Just as the princess was about to take a closer look, a voice came from the bow of the boat. The silver-haired man reacted faster than Vanessa, grabbing her by the arm and pulling her into the gap of crates piled up next to the tail building.

"Victor's appetite is getting bigger and bigger, we have to find a way, and if we continue like this, we will be discovered." It was the captain's voice.

"What can be done, he is getting more and more irritable, and if he can't find a way to become a human, he will be even more irritable."

"I hear we're being targeted," the captain said, glancing around, "I'll have to be careful." ”

"The one you should be most careful with is Victor."

"yes, last month I was a day late, and he killed three of my sailors." The captain gritted his teeth and said, "When is such a day a head!" Look at that girl today, she is as beautiful as a newly blooming rose, I am doing evil! ”

"Well, who let our daughter be in his hands, you better be careful not to off Victor."

"Tomorrow is the last day, and I'm afraid he'll go crazy and capsize my boat."

"Your boat is nothing but a coffin that can swim, and if you go late, my Kassandra will be pitiful, and Victor will increase her dose, you know that he likes virgin blood the most......"

The two men walked past where the princess and the silver-haired man were hiding, and their voices faded away.

Virgin blood! Vanessa almost screamed, were they talking about vampires? She glared at the silver-haired man in front of her, who just looked out vigilantly without any expression on his face. Vanessa realized how close she was to him, the distance between the crate and the barn wall was pitifully small, and the two of them could only stand opposite each other when they squeezed in, and although Vanessa tried not to let her body touch the silver hair, the occasional wave still kept them rubbing. The situation made people blush, and Vanessa could even smell the manly smell of the silver hair

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