Eric walked over and kicked him in the ass, "Envy me? ”

Jem just smiled at Serra, "If you're still cold tonight, you can come to me." ”

Serra obediently responded, "Okay. ”

After another group of jokes, several gentle-faced women brought tableware.

"Okay, don't make a fuss, let's all come to dinner."

In addition to Jem, Fanny, and Eric, several muscular men with naked upper bodies and bronzed skin stood next to a beautiful or ordinary woman.

Sierra remembers that the wolf clan has a very beautiful setting, a wolf will only imprint one woman as the only companion for the rest of their life, they may give up eternal life because the other person is a human, and if their partner unfortunately dies, they will usually choose to die or commit suicide.

This can't help but remind her of a novel she loved to read when she was a teenager in London, the city of xx, and the werewolf in it was one of the top companion images in her heart at that time, just ask who doesn't like a warm oversized wolf dog.

She walked into their communal dining room, a bit like a rainforest diner, a long table made of oversized wood, coated with wax to keep the top smooth, open on all sides, with only a few stout wooden pillars standing at the corners.

A group of people sat down, and Serra looked at the empty seat beside Eric and walked over to sit down.

"We don't have sterling silver spoons or silver-plated ones, just the cheapest ceramics." Fanny handed the cutlery to her.

"I don't mind, thank you." Serra thanked her.

Her good temper couldn't help but make the other party look at her twice.

Breakfast was simple, cheap coffee, toast with mayonnaise, and a basket of cooked eggs.

Fanny brought her a piece of mayonnaise-coated toast, "Where did the sightseeing boat carrying you sink?" How many more people have fallen into the sea? ”

Serra took the bread, saddened by the memory of last night's disaster, "I don't know, maybe there are thousands of people who died dozens of kilometers away. ”

Extreme climate, low temperatures, waves, torrential rain, drowning, any one can kill people.

"Thousands?"

The crowd sitting around eating sighed.

Jem guessed, "It can't be a royal cruise ship, right?" The big luxury ship that departed from Leicester. ”

Only that ship could reach such a large scale.

"Yes, it's the ship." Serra nodded, and if nothing else, it would be a national sensation.

"I saved that mermaid from the crew, he was supposed to be killed, and then he saved me when the boat capsized."

Speaking of Roshide, her eyes were soft, "He's a good guy." ”

"Good man, huh." Sitting on the other end of the table, looking at the slightly older man named Gail, he was full of exaggeration, "Maybe the ship was overturned by his tail." ”

Serra frowned, "No, he's been by my side all the time, and it's a sudden storm." ”

"Okay girl." Fanny swallowed the bread and said to her, "You will be in the largest uninhabited forest in the county of Cambunia, we are the only inhabitants, and I will go to the town to buy some sugar later, and I can send a letter to your family and ask them to bring you back." ”

Serra's eyes lit up, then darkened again, "I don't know where my father's house is, I've never been here. ”

Eric turned to look at her, "Don't know? What do you mean? Who is your father? ”

Serra pursed her lips with a sad expression, "My father is Count Lizzie, does he also live in the town?" If it's close, I can walk back. ”

Not just Eric, everyone was surprised.

"Count Lizzie has a daughter besides Annahi?" Jem immediately looked at Eric, who was stunned, and slapped the table excitedly: "I said that she is very similar to Annahi, and Eric said that she is not." ”

Fighting back the tears that were about to well, Serra said, "No! ”

Eric said at the same time: "Not like. ”

The two turned their heads to look at each other at the same time, and the atmosphere fell silent.

"I'm full, you use it slowly." Serra stood up with her head down, wrapped in a blanket and running out of the restaurant.

The good-looking woman, Germani, slapped Jem on the head, "You may not know that the official wife of Count Lizzie left Cumbunia County a long time ago. ”

Jem covered his head, "Why?" ”

"Why else, the current Lady Josie is a mistress, she is angry that the countess gave birth to Annahi, a gossip that many people know."

Eric pushed aside the wooden bench and got up, "I'll take a look." ”

Their house was built near a cliff, and in the sea breeze, Serra ran for only five or six minutes before climbing a large boulder barefoot.

The temperature in the cedar forest where the sun was blooming was still very low, and the sea breeze was blowing on her face, freezing every pore on her body to open up.

The sea below, where white sprays are constantly churning, is calm.

"Roshide, are you still there?" she crouched down silently wrapped in a blanket, looking at the sea with tears falling uncontrollably.

There was the sound of a small branch being trampled behind her, and Serra immediately wiped away her tears with the back of her hand and turned back with red eyes.

Eric strode over with her lost slippers in hand.

"What are you doing here?" Sierra sniffed.

"Your merfolk are gone." Eric stepped on the stone and sat cross-legged beside her.

Sierra turned her face away from him.

Eric placed his slippers next to her mossy feet, "You don't have to take Jem's words to heart. ”

Serra was silent for a moment, her fingers clutching the gray blanket on her body, "My mother died of tuberculosis, and I wouldn't have come back at all if it weren't for Lizzie's desire for me to come back to save his reputation." ”

She lifted her face and looked at the heroic Eric, "I'm not a rich lady like Annahi, I'm a poor bastard. ”

is obviously a genuine lady, but because of his mistress's superiority, she has become a poor egg.

It's essentially no different from this group of werewolves living in the deep forest, isn't it? Everyone is equally poor.

Eric didn't know what to say to her, he touched his short black hair clinging to his scalp, "I didn't think you and Annahi resembled, you didn't resemble each other. ”

Sierra stared at him and sniffed, "How do you know?" Have you seen her? ”

"I was a hunter in their family, and I often saw her, and Robinson has been providing game to their family since he retired." Eric slammed his jacketed arm into hers, "Maybe I'll beat a hare or venison on your table in the future, and your future servant will pay me, and you'll always be richer than I am." ”

Serra was amused by him, and her creamy brown eyes burst into laughter, bringing her whole bright facial features to life.

Eric was slightly stunned and looked away unnaturally.

"Eric." She stretched out her white hand at him, and her tone was soft, "My name is Serra, shall we make friends?" ”