(What, summon click on the collection ticket)

Located 300 nautical miles southeast of Rhodes, Pinecone Island is a small island that resembles a pinecone and is a stopover for fleets, with dozens of merchant ships anchoring here every day, filling the small harbor to the brim.

Under the warm noon sun, in the harbor of Songguo Island, a medium-sized ship painted with a red dragon pattern is making the final preparations before leaving the port, dozens of sailors are busy on the deck, and from time to time raise their heads, with that amazing gaze, look at the red-haired beauty who is leaning on the side of the ship and looking into the distance.

"Two days, six hours and seventy-two minutes......" Christine patted the side of the boat lightly, looking at a somewhat familiar back, slowly blending into the crowd, for a moment, she really thought she had seen that guy, but this qiē was destined to be just an illusion.

After her farewell that evening, for some reason she could not refuse, she boarded the ship with which she had been so familiar, and left Rhodes overnight, heading southeast, and only today did not see land again.

There was no farewell party, no farewell ceremony, not even a chance to see that person again, maybe that time in Rhode Island was just a memory for me, a beautiful memory that I can only slowly remember in the future...... If, there is a future.

"In the future? It depends on whether you are willing to cooperate. An abrupt shrill laugh suddenly sounded not far behind her, like a poisonous snake spitting snake letters, which made people involuntarily creepy.

With this shrill laughter, a thin old man in a black cloak appeared gloomily on the deck, his long face was as thin as a skeleton, his eyes were completely sunken, and a pair of cloudy black eyes stared at Christine's delicate body, full of greedy and evil desires.

"Have you seen enough?" Christine frowned in disgust and gently pressed the magic crystal cannon beside her, "Goblin, I warn you again, if you dare to stare at me like this again, I will blast you into a piece of meat that I can't put together!"

"Yes, you can try it!" the black-robed old man known as Geblin sneered indifferently, and stretched out his thin palm like a chicken's claw, pointing to the corner of the deck not far away, "I'm pretty sure, even if I tear your clothes now, you'll only have to smile to cater to it, unless you don't want those children's lives!"

"Despicable!" Christine's eyes were filled with rage, and her towering breasts rose and fell violently, as if magma would erupt at any moment.

If she could, she would have liked to raise the magic crystal cannon and smash this vile and obscene old man into a meatloaf, but she didn't dare to do so, because in the corner of the deck not far away, Vivien and a dozen of her sisters were chasing and playing, and there were five or six strong men with expressionless faces next to them, vigilantly watching in a circle.

Not knowing what kind of crisis her sister was encountering, Vivien and the others had a great time, they just felt very strange why they had left Rhodes Island suddenly, and they didn't even have time to say goodbye to the kind Uncle Lin, and the uncles on this ship were always walking around with gloomy faces, and always snorting viciously.

"See, you don't want them to be harmed, do you?" Goblin showed his dirty black teeth, and his greedy and evil gaze looked even more unscrupulous, "So, dear little beauty, you'd better cooperate, and if you're willing to be obedient, Master Grande will be pleased." ”

"Don't mention that bastard to me!" Hearing this hateful name, Christine became even angrier, and coughed violently uncontrollably, "I don't have that kind of uncle, plotting to rob the family property, driving us away, and even this damn curse, what other disgusting things that that bastard can't do?"

"Look, the way you look angry, it's so cute. Goblin narrowed his cloudy eyes, his palms trembling with excitement, "But you still have to go back to him, even if you don't want to lift the curse on your body, you have to think about Vivien and them, unless you want to see them suffer from the curse." ”

"You scum!" Christine clung to the side of the ship, the hard oak gradually crumbling under her palm, which was enough to prove the anger in her heart, "If you have the ability, don't you feel ashamed to come at me and deal with a few children?"

"Not at all, on the contrary, I'm proud. "You may not know that when Lord Grandet asked someone to cast a curse, I also did a little favor...... Well, it's wonderful, it's exciting to watch a group of innocent children suffer from a curse one day in the future. ”

Bastard!Christine gritted her teeth and gurgled her teeth, and wanted to slam her fist into the bastard's face with a flick of her fist, but when she saw Vivien and the others over there, she suddenly felt like she had been poured cold water, and she could only barely suppress her grief.

"Take it easy, they may not die. Goblin took a few steps closer contentedly, and his foul-smelling mouth almost touched Christine's face, "As long as you go back, as long as you obediently obey Master Gruntae's orders, maybe one day in the future, his old man will be kind enough to lift this curse." ”

Taking a few steps back in disgust, Christine crossed her arms and snorted coldly, she didn't believe in such words, but no matter how much she didn't believe it, she could only barely hold on to the last glimmer of hope, no matter how small it was.

"Hope, it's better than no hope, isn't it?" said Goblin again, clinging to Christine, and trembling with excitement, stretching out his thin, bruised palm, "then, my dear little beauty, perhaps you should prove your obedience, for example, ......"

"Damn, don't touch me!" Christine whispered angrily, taking a few steps back, only to finally hit the side of the ship behind her, and there was no way back.

"Are you sure you said no?" Goblin sneered with a screeching smile, his eyes shining with a greedy and evil light, like a ferocious demon wolf coveting food, seeing a lamb that had no power to resist, "Dear Christine, you'd better not resist, you'd better smile, or ......"

Bastard!Christine clenched her fists angrily, but she really couldn't resist, she could only watch, looking at the dirty palms covered with black hair, trembling with excitement and reaching out to herself, even touching her white skin.

"How wonderful, how wonderful. Goblin chuckled frantically, a disgusting saliva flowing from the corners of his mouth, "You know, on the day you had your coming-of-age ceremony, I longed for the day when I could crush you under me, tear your clothes apart, bite every inch of your skin, and ......"

"And then, you're dead!" But just then, a lazy voice, suddenly came from the mast above, and drifted in the wind across the deck—

"The only question is, are you cut into dozens of pieces to feed wild dogs, or are you trampled into meat sauce by a hundred galloping horses?"