The waves of the sea crashed against the deck, and Morris's face was cold. Compared to the fear before death, he was very relieved.

"If I had another way, I would never agree with your bad idea. Peters angrily emphasized.

Morris knew the heroic captain, who was rude but affectionate, and his anger was churning, and if he didn't have to take the lives of April and dozens of other crew members, he would have chosen to fight alongside him.

So Morris patted him on the shoulder and repeated, "This is my sin, and you don't have to feel bad." ”

Morris didn't tell him how he had got the succubus to agree to let the "Edin Beauty" go, and many things didn't make sense to him as he was about to die.

And he thinks the most important thing at the moment is:

How do you get a succubus to keep a promise?

He firmly believes that their repetition is engraved in the genes.

As soon as Peters had sailed away, Lilith had broken the contract by having them kill Morris, and then she was chasing the Edin Beauty.

What should I do?

What else can I do?, Morris thought with a wry smile.

Let's pull a few down! Lao Tzu is going to die, do you still want to help the living this idleness?

......

Morris rowed his boat in the dark of night, and the sea rippled in circles under the moonlight.

The sea of reefs is calm again.

He rowed the boat to the side of the Beer Keg, and climbed up the ladder fixed to the outboard edge of the ship, which was not easy. He couldn't move one side of his body, and only relied on his right hand to support the whole climb.

And on the ship, the succubus was waiting for him to die......

At the thought of this, Morris sighed.

He climbed up, his shoulder still aching, but he wasn't in the mood to care.

He saw Lilith at a glance.

The succubus's nature did not change, and she leaned on a strong man with a big waist and a round waist among the remaining rebels, and her plump and tall breasts were like two large balls.

She circled her fingers around the brawny man's chest muscles, and whispered something in his ear.

The strong man was clearly in a trance, and Morris nodded violently as he licked his chapped lips, his right hand already grabbing Lilith's fat ass.

The man didn't realize that the gaze cast on him by the colleagues around him was only naked jealousy.

She had already controlled these people, and Morris saw and thought clearly.

This female demon, she is not only proficient in all kinds of seduction techniques, but also has a thorough understanding of human psychology.

Morris noticed the change in the expressions of the rebels when they faced Lilith, they were no longer as frightened and depressed as before, and only the desire erupted from them.

Leonard's leadership has been hollowed out.

And it didn't even take much effort for Lilith to do this. She simply caused a fight of less than 100 people for an hour, and the backbones of these people were shattered.

Then she was twisting her ass, and the self-defeating rebels began to get into their minds, completely oblivious to their purpose and beliefs.

And Leonard - this bastard is standing on the side of the gunwale. He was thoughtful. Blood soaked his black coat and blade—he must have not wiped it yet, and flies that smelled blood buzzed around the ship.

Morris noticed that he was a long distance away from the rest of the people, and no one spoke to him. Leonard seems to have lost trust completely.

Murley stood here abruptly. The lantern was lit, and gradually the rebels noticed him, and these people whispered, no longer arrogant and ferocious.

They probably couldn't believe that someone would be so calm and composed.

Morris felt all kinds of indescribable gazes, admiration, surprise, confusion, etc......

And the most dangerous of them all came from the strong man and Lilith.

One is boundless hatred, and the other is playfulness and sarcasm.

Phew! Morris thought simply.

Lao Tzu is going to die, are you still afraid of this kind of flying knife?

......

"You're going to die. Leonard whispered.

Morris, of course, understood what he meant.

Lilith wasn't going to keep the promise, and she was going to get rid of him now.

So he looked back, and the "Edin Beauty" in the night turned on the lights, put away the anchor, opened the sails, and the sailors up and down clenched their palms into fists and struck their chests. Peters took off his hat and bowed.

They salute him – even if many don't approve of his approach.

Morris also made a gesture to them, motioning for them to sail immediately.

Peters' roaring rudder faintly sounded in his ears, and he turned to face the people with different expressions, as well as the demons.

I'm going to die, he thought.

The accumulated fear exploded, and he couldn't stop shivering. The pain in the shoulder has been completely ignored.

He gripped the hilt of his sword. Trying to recall something inconsequential.

A magic hovers in his head - "The Heart of the Lion King", and the effect is to strengthen the will and be shocked.

It does not require spellcasting materials, and relies only on a small pendulum to activate it.

And yet now he has nothing.

Alone, only fear and the sword in his hand remained.

......

Lilith in the field of vision whispered urging, and the strong man who was entangled with her reluctantly stood up, and he salivated and asked her for a kiss - the succubus blinked and kissed his ugly face with sparkling eyes.

Morris saw a faint fluctuation of will, and she used her damn magic!

Sure enough, when the strong man looked up, Morris saw that his face was full of fanaticism.

He reluctantly let go of Lilith and walked to the side with a gloomy face. He was covered in blood, and he should have been a stalwart in the previous battle.

Morris spat to himself, and he turned to Leonard and sneered, "Is this your subordinate?"

Leonard gave him a sad smile back.

All right. Morris smacked his lips. I knew she was going to break the contract.

......

The old rule is to take a deep breath before you get into trouble.

Morris calmly watched as the strong man walked towards him step by step, and saw that the frenzy and abnormal flushing on his face had not subsided.

He was amazed at the succubus's prowess at hypnotic magic.

Her lingering is a prelude, a web for the mother spider to hunt. As she restrained her prey little by little, she activated the miracle planted in him with a kiss.

The terrible thing about this magic is that it is stable, and the person who receives it does not unravel the hint because of unfavorable conditions.

What is the implication?, Morris pondered quickly.

Fanaticism and flushing are beliefs, and he respects Lilith from the bottom of his heart.

What else?

In the dim light, Morris saw the bulging blood vessels and abnormally swollen muscles of the oncoming strong man......

This is power, the power that kills him.

He looked back at Lilith, and the succubus had already embraced another man.

It's sad, Morris thought.

He is pathetic, the strong man who is used as a gun is pathetic, and Leonard is also sad.