"I'll remember." Serra yawned with her face against his chest, needless to say, she would forget about it.

Once the subtle werewolf punctures the last layer of window paper, she becomes as passionate as she is now, and she can easily show her stuff on the vampires and merfolk.

At this stage, they found her on three boats, and the possibility of her neck being twisted is very high.

She can't take any chances until she finds a balance between the three of them and makes her life worry-free.

Thinking of this, Serra couldn't help but sigh, so why did these three male protagonists live so close, so she only had this one vest from the beginning, and if she took it off, she would die in public.

Eric adjusted his position to hold her again, and one hand passed through her back knee, and his legs dangling in the air leaped out of thin air, and the two men fell rapidly.

Unprotected bungee jumping, Serra could feel her heart hanging in the air and smashing into her chest with her eyes closed.

He landed on the ground with a small movement, his shoes slamming into the green lawn, and the dirt squeezed the green grass and splashed, leaving two large footprints that were neither deep nor shallow after the person left.

Eric carried her under the bedroom wall and expertly jumped to the windowsill through the hose.

In order to prevent the princess's bedroom from being soiled by the dirt under his feet, he did not choose to go in again, but only put the person safely on the windowsill and waved the wind-blown curtains with one hand.

"Go in and bring the bag of late-night snacks and the empty wine bottle, it can't be left in your bedroom." He gently coaxed the sleepy girl on her face.

"Oh." Serra slowly moved down from the ledge, and as she staggered with small steps, Eric didn't dare to look away, fearing that she would hit the corner of the table or fall into the fireplace later.

When she wrapped her things and handed them out of the window, the boy who was kneeling on the windowsill on one knee breathed a sigh of relief.

"Alright Serra, it's time for you to go to bed."

Sierra put her hands on the edge of the windowsill and tiptoed to kiss him on the tough, boyish cheek, "Good night, Eric." ”

"I thought you'd leave me here to sleep." Eric touched the top of her hair and ears.

She can say anything but sleep, like the last time she had a fever and Rose Hill was in the hospital, in case Losheed broke into her dreams again, she said some gibble and it was over.

Serra shook her head and replied solemnly: "It's not winter yet, I have a fireplace, and you're still young, how can you really sleep with me." ”

Eric was amused by her again, and his voice was full of joy, "I was 18 years old before winter came. ”

Serra nodded, "I'll give you a birthday, and then you come back to my bed." ”

Eric's face turned red again, and he sighed, "I really hope you can remember everything when you wake up tomorrow." ”

"Yes, yes, yes." Serra shook her head and assured him that his credibility was really low.

Eric jumped off the ledge with a step on his back legs, landing on both feet and waiting for her to close the window before running away.

Serra threw herself on the bed with her feet limp, she was really tired, and the thought of having to deal with one more when she went to bed made her heart even more tired.

Annahi, who had been standing in the library for a long time, finally saw a figure running through the large window.

Her gaze was too focused, and Erik, who was already on high alert, turned around and noticed the girl standing behind the window.

He was surprised, but he didn't stop there, and the figure quickly disappeared in front of Annahi's eyes.

He didn't even want to communicate anymore.

The family value that fell to the bottom made Eric's attitude towards her constantly change, and they have almost become two parallel lines that are not crossing.

Annahi slowly sat back down on the couch, her fingernails digging into her palms.

She knew that no matter what, tonight she had to keep the secret of his climbing the window of Serra in the middle of the night, which was the last bit of goodwill she knew.

Serra, who was on top of the alcohol, had not yet figured out what to do with Lossid checking her memories again, and fell into a deep sleep.

...

Shakui Island.

Dozens of mermaids gather in the foreshore, their colorful or gray tails swinging in the water, and the naked posture of the half-body is graceful.

"Loshid, you are our leader, are you going to be tortured and killed like your companions who went ashore before?!"

"If it weren't for the idiot who went outside to save Zachley, how could Lossid have ventured outside and been caught."

"Now that he has finally returned, his heart has been snatched away by the ugly creatures on the land, I will not allow it, he should stay in our homeland."

The merfolk were gathered under a solitary rock, their eyes with membranes like crocodile pupils staring at the black-tailed merfolk above, the most distinctive leader of the tribe.

From time to time, they showed fierce expressions to express their displeasure, and they were surrounded by clots of fish and blood that they had torn apart with their bare hands to vent their anger.

Blood surrounded him, and Losheed, who held the glowing seaweed at the top, was indifferent.

Shaqui Island is more than half an ocean from Serra's home, and the sunset here has not yet sunk to the bottom, and the light shines on the droplets of water on him.

The Mermaid King, who was as dazzling as a diamond, lowered his head and grinned his lips, baring his fangs, "Quiet." ”

The simple words thundered into the mermaids, and the special charm skill carried through their ears with a solid deterrence.

The cacophony of conversation died down in an instant, except for the waves crashing against the shallows and the movement of a large treasure chest falling out of a stranded and abandoned ship.

A monkey sprang out with a gold coin under Lossyd's gaze and slipped into the woods.

Staring at the waterfall of gold coins leaking out of the hole in the wooden plank, Losheed squinted slightly, and was silent for a long time before speaking, "Sierra is not ugly, she belongs to me." ”

"Humans are cunning, and they are good at deception." The mermaid retorted to him: "You knew it when you went to rescue Zachary." ”

He does know, but so what.

He is now in Sera.

"We are also good at deception." Roshide's gloomy and bewitching face lifted and looked down at the fish below, "We've eaten a lot of seafarers. ”

On land they are weak, but in the sea they are the only overlords, seducing humans with their singing and half-body beauty, and feeding on human flesh.

Beneath these jeweled shipwrecks are countless stacks of bones.

No merfolk could defy the leader, their beautiful long hair fluttering in the water, each with their heads hanging silent.

"She'll come back with me willingly." Lohid softened his voice, and the glowing seaweed in his palm was stuffed into his mouth, and the fangs grinded the glowing blades of grass into his belly.

After eating the seaweed, he plunged into the water and swam ashore.

The effect of the medicine came quickly, and almost at the moment when the tail was removed from the seawater, a strong itch came from the tail fin.