Diablo Destruction

If Willas's singing is as clear as the mountain spring and as pure as the breeze, representing the soul of the grassland, and Alice's singing is the compassion and holiness that makes people worship, symbolizing the nobility of the saint, then what I am hearing now The voice is in another realm - tactful, delicate, and gentle, just like the lullaby of my mother whispering gently in my ears when I was a child, reaching the depths of my soul.

Could it be...

I sat up suddenly and didn't forget to kick down the dead dog who was sleeping soundly. I seemed to hear the movement here. The singing stopped in surprise, and then a "pop" sound came. It was probably the owner of the singing jumping. Into the water.

have they gone? What a shame, I still want to see what the mermaid looks like!

I jumped a few times and came to the boulder where the sound came from, but unfortunately I only saw circles of water ripples on the calm water below. I wanted to jump down to see if I could catch a glimpse of the mermaid, but ah , don’t you think it’s strange? Why can people float on water? This is simply impossible. Like me, it is most normal for someone to jump and immediately sink like a stone, right? Physical science and so on are actually just a superstition that scientists use to trick people into jumping into the water and drowning in order to solve the population problem.

I stood there in a daze for a long time, until the circles of ripples had calmed down. Looking at the empty sea, I shook my head and was about to go back to the old woodcutter's house for dinner. At this moment, with my keen sense Instinctively, I realized that I was being watched from behind by something.

Turning around suddenly, everything in sight was empty, the same boulders and sea surface were still the same, and the feeling of being spied on disappeared immediately.

Turning my head, the feeling of being spied on came back again. I took a deep breath and counted one, two, three. Then I turned back again, and found nothing just like the first time, and the feeling of peeping disappeared immediately.

What an alert little guy.

I sighed secretly, turned my head and counted one, two, three, then turned my head back and counted one, two, three. I turned my head back again, and this was repeated over and over again, and the owner of my gaze seemed to be familiar with this rhythm. When I turned my head back, I turned my gaze over, and then retracted it the moment I turned my head back.

I repeated this n times. When I found that my neck started to feel sore and numb due to frequent rotation, I turned my head back for the last time and counted one, two, three. But he didn't twist back.

A small head, like an alert little bird, slowly poked out from a boulder behind me. Its eyes suddenly met mine, and its big golden eyes blinked. He stood up stunned, as if to say: Why don't you look back.

After staring at it for a while, I finally came to my senses and instantly understood the reason why no one is greedy for the beauty of mermaids. Why the story of the mermaid and the prince can only appear in novels.

Aren't mermaids beautiful? No, if the mermaid in front of me with an extremely beautiful face can only be considered average in appearance among the mermaid tribe, then I am sure that if there is any beauty ranking list in the Dark Continent, then the places in the front will be All of them will be taken over by the mermaid tribe, and even the elves, who are famous for their beauty, can only retreat and sigh.

Because the lower body of a mermaid is a fish tail? Probably not. I think if all mermaids were as outstanding as the one in front of me, then many people would not mind their fish tails, and it is said that adult mermaids have the ability to transform into human postures.

The real reason, this little mermaid has already told me the answer - beauties one size smaller are cute, and beauties a few sizes smaller can probably be loved by certain groups of people, but who would be interested in those who are dozens of sizes smaller? Beauty is interested, you bastard! ! !

The mermaid in front of her, judging from the size of her exposed head, her height would be as long as a normal human arm at most. At this time, those watery golden eyes. He was looking at me timidly, but he didn't run away.

Well. Forget it, I have never coveted the beauty of a mermaid anyway, I just wanted to see it. It doesn't matter whether she is big or small, but the first time I saw this super mini beauty, it made me big It opened my eyes.

Let's see if I can try to get closer. With this thought, I smiled and approached the little mermaid as gently as possible. It seemed that I was aware of my intention. The little mermaid shrank its head, but did not run away. Watching me approach with timid and curious eyes.

What? The mermaid is so innocent that she lets strangers approach her? You are totally wrong to think this way. Although the mermaid is simple, her intuition is very sharp and she can clearly distinguish the other party's intentions. I must have just wanted to take a look and did not become greedy for her. Only by showing it to others could she allow me to approach so cautiously.

Finally, I was less than one meter away from the mermaid. I bent down and looked at the mermaid carefully - what a beauty, with long sea-blue hair and a face so beautiful that I can't describe it in words, even if she is Even at such a small age, you can clearly see her exquisite facial features distributed in the most perfect proportions on her face, her big golden eyes, and her cuteness exuding an aura of nobility.

Seeing that I was just looking at her carefully and without any ill intentions, the little mermaid seemed to become bolder. She slowly exposed the back of her head from the stone. Just like what was said in the novel, her white and slender upper body was only The chest is covered by two graceful shells, and the delicate and smooth skin like a baby is completely exposed to the line of sight.

And when she slowly exposed her lower body, when the sunset light shone on her lower body, the dazzling golden light reflected made me squint my eyes, and then I was stunned.

Golden fish tail!

Oh my god, am I dreaming? It would have been a great blessing to meet a mermaid, and now I have met the king of the mermaid clan, the golden mermaid - if mermaids are rare, then gold Mermaids are even more rare among mermaids. It is estimated that there are only two or three in the entire mermaid clan. They are the well-deserved king of mermaids. Now, I am lucky enough to witness it. Even if I die immediately, it is worth it.

Of course, the last sentence is just talk.

The little mermaid came out with a splash, and the fish's tail shone brightly in the light and twisted. Looking carefully, the scales on it are extremely small. Even at such a close distance, I can only see small dots densely distributed. The delicate and gorgeous tail looks like a mermaid's legs wrapped around it. Like a gorgeous golden dress.

"Come on, little one." Seeing the little mermaid approaching gently, I stretched out a hand to her in a friendly manner.

The little mermaid seems to be more curious about me. Maybe I am the first human being she has seen. Looking at my outstretched palm, she hesitated for a while, then touched it with her slender little hand, which was only as thick as my thumb. Suddenly, a cold touch came from the parts where they were in contact.

After a tentative touch, the little mermaid seemed to know that the big hand was harmless (?), so she became bolder and stretched out the other hand. Two cold little hands touched my palm here and there, looking like a curious baby. Finally, she pressed hard on my palm with both hands, and it felt heavy. Seemingly feeling very safe, she flicked her tail and jumped onto my palm.

What a familiar little mermaid, standing curiously on my palm. The little mermaid princess smiled shyly and brightly at me with her tail wagging, I was quite speechless.

"Little guy, do you understand what I'm saying?" I stretched out my other hand and touched her face affectionately with my fingers.

She nodded and let out a melodious "Yay~Yay~" cry.

You can understand what I say, but you still can’t speak it yourself? Probably so. When she first sang, she was just humming the tune. Okay, I understand. I didn’t expect that the mermaid clan would also popularize the Dark Common Language. I was worried that I wouldn’t be able to communicate.

"Little guy, are you the only one? Where are the other clan members?" I lifted her up and put her in front of me.

"Eeyah~Eeyah~"

She nodded, then shook her head.

"Only you, no other clan members."

She nodded desperately.

"Then why are you alone?" Logically speaking. A king like her. There should be mermaids watching over them.

Hearing this, the little mermaid shrank her head. His eyes were timid, but he couldn't hide a hint of mischievous pride.

Uh, this expression shouldn't be that...

"Did you sneak out alone?" I asked tentatively.

She nodded shyly.

"..."

If her guards had arrived just now, they wouldn't have regarded me as a kidnapper and carried out humane destruction. Mermaids can become the overlord of the sea, and the combat effectiveness of male mermaids is by no means unmatched.

"Then you'd better go back quickly, so as not to worry your family."

It's getting late. I've also seen the legendary mermaid, even the golden mermaid, which made me laugh three times. I'd better send her back quickly. I have no interest in fighting the mermaid guard.

Ah, what a good man. I heard from my father that human beings are greedy creatures, but this kind man in front of me has no intention of attacking me at all. Could this be God's will?

Just when I was about to put the little mermaid into the water, she suddenly pulled on my sleeve, as if she refused to leave.

"..."

Little guy, do you really want to see me and your guards playing real PK?

"Your guards will find you soon."

The little mermaid shook her head and made an exaggerated length gesture with her little hand.

"You're trying to say you're far away and they can't find you."

nod.

It was such a bold move away from home that a drop of cold sweat broke out on my forehead.

"You want to follow me?"

Nod again.

"But you can't live without water. I don't have anywhere to raise you."

The little mermaid tilted her head and thought for a while, then jumped into the water with a pop from my hand and sank. After a while, the water surface floated, and with a splash, she emerged from the water, dragging a girl bigger than her with both hands. Several times the size of the glass jar.

It seems that he is really determined to run away from home. He has even prepared a place for outdoor travel. Looking at the glass tank in front of me that is big enough to accommodate the little mermaid, I feel sweaty.

The little mermaid dragged the glass tank to the beach, picked some fine sand and spread it on the bottom of the tank. Then she took out a few small coral stones from nowhere to decorate it, and finally filled it with two-thirds of the water. Then he jumped into the tank with a bang and played in it excitedly for a while. Then his upper body emerged and his two small hands rested on the edge of the fish tank (?), like a small animal abandoned in a cardboard box on the roadside. Looking at me with watery eyes, it seems to be saying: Take me home, take me home.

"Uh... It still doesn't work. There are many bad people out there, and I can't protect you."

I steeled my heart and ignored the sad eyes of the little mermaid. I shook my head and said, just because I don't want you doesn't mean that others don't want you, especially a golden mermaid. I don't want to be missed by those guys.

"It doesn't matter. Just leave it to this saint."

A high-spirited voice came from the side. Looking back, it turned out to be a little ghost who had woken up at some point.

"What can you do?"

"Hmph~~"

The little ghost picked up the fish tank containing the little mermaid, and with a whoosh, the entire fish tank got into the necklace.

Soon. The little ghost came out with the fish tank in his arms and looked at me blankly at the wooden bench with a proud look.

"The necklace can actually hold something alive?" I widened my eyes.

"What do you mean, am I not alive?" The little guy immediately puffed up his cheeks.

Well..., in a sense. Not really.

However, this is great news. In the future, I will practice with Vilas and the others. If they encounter any danger, let them hide in the necklace, or even hide in it myself.

"That's not possible." The little ghost quickly broke my dream.

"The living space in the necklace is maintained by my power. It can barely contain this little mermaid, but it can contain a living person. I can't do it now."

That's it, but when the little ghost's abilities become stronger in the future, wouldn't it be enough? I found some comfort, looked at the bewildered little mermaid, then looked at the little ghost, and gently leaned towards her ear.

"You little thing, why are you so kind-hearted all of a sudden to take in a mermaid?" I knew that this little ghost would never care about anything other than me.

"Because. Xiao Fan. Don't you think the lullaby sung by this mermaid is really great?" The little ghost's big silver eyes flashed with a hint of the kidnapper's unique sinister smile.

So that’s it, I know. A ghost who likes to sleep + a mermaid who is good at singing lullabies is indeed a perfect match. Of course, all the benefits go to the former.

"If that's the case, then it's up to you."

I stroked the little ghost's hair lovingly. After following me for so long, the little ghost has never asked me for anything. Now that she makes such a request, I have to satisfy her no matter what.

"Yeah~~ Xiaofan, thank you."

The little ghost hugged the fish tank, kissed me on the face excitedly, and cheered. The mermaid on the side seemed to know that he was taken in, and cheered with the little ghost. It seemed that the two of them were really in tune. It's just that there is a sinister side and an innocent side. The little mermaid is destined to be eaten to death by the little ghost.

"By the way, I don't know your name yet, little guy, do you have a name?" Before going back, I suddenly remembered that I still didn't know the other person's name.

The little mermaid babbled a few times, seeming to realize that it was unclear, so she couldn't help but jump down from the fish tank, swung her smooth golden tail, and wrote a few words on the beach with her little hand.

Elijah.

"Eliya? Can I call you Xiaoya from now on? My name is Wu Fan."

I gently touched Aelia's face with my little finger. She seemed to like how intimately I treated her, so she couldn't help but pull my finger and play with it in a tug-of-war style.

In fact, I have always been somewhat concerned about the two shells on her chest. Of course, I did not have any obscene thoughts, just purely academic research - these two shells are not bound by anything. How are they tight? What about the little mermaid's chest? It’s not about band-aids. I was so curious that I even had the urge to create an “accident” to see how firmly these two shells could be worn.

"My name is Alice. You can call me the Holy Lady. Of course, I have no objection to Her Majesty the Queen." The little ghost came up and said with a high air. It seemed that he had made up his mind to let the little mermaid work as a cow and a horse. .

"Eeyah~Eeyah~~"

Elijah smiled brightly at the little ghost and nodded. Hey, hey, little ghost, don’t you feel guilty when you see such an innocent smile? Won't you feel guilty?

So, we have a little mermaid in our team, although we don’t know how long we can stay together, because the entire Twin Seas are the territory of the mermaid clan, and we are now in their territory. It feels like there is a possibility that the mermaid guards will come to your door at any time.

In the evening, after eating the game prepared by the old woodcutter, I suddenly thought, what should the little mermaid eat?

By the way, what does the little mermaid usually eat in the sea? meat? It doesn't look like much, vegetarian? Is it eating seaweed? It doesn’t seem to fit her identity. After much deliberation, I can only think of one food that is more suitable for her—fruit, whether vegetarian or meat. They probably won’t resist fruits.

Feeling the darkness, I went down the mountain to the market on the pier, and finally bought some fruits from a merchant. When I ran back, I found a quite interesting scene.

The dead dog and the little mermaid started fighting.

No. The fish tank was placed on the table, and the dead dog climbed up, one front foot resting on the edge of the fish tank, and the other front foot constantly reaching inside to stir things up. Just like a greedy cat trying to eat the fish in the fish tank.

The little mermaid is not a fish to be slaughtered by others. After discovering the dead dog's intentions, she took out a golden three-pronged fork from somewhere - to be precise, the size was more like a dining fork. The little mermaid emerged from the water. , holding the golden three-pronged fork tightly with both hands, constantly fighting against the paw of the dog trying to get his hands on him.

"How is this going?"

I glanced at the little ghost who stayed behind, and she explained the process to me with a smile from ear to ear.

turn out to be. Since Dead Dog discovered that there was another mermaid in the team, he seemed to want to establish his leadership (?) position in the team, so he took advantage of someone's absence to have an in-depth conversation with the little mermaid. As a result, the language was different. The dead dog quacks, the little mermaid babbles, a chicken talks to a duck, and they don't get along at all. Without any choice. The dead dog chose to use force to talk to prove his status, and the result was a golden Pekingese. A golden mermaid started fighting like this.

Leona: We dragons all speak with our strength. Hum, you little mermaid just surrender obediently to the feet of this princess.

Sorry, I said how could a docile little mermaid fight with others? It turns out that it’s you, a damn proud dog, who is making trouble again. He stands on his back feet, one of his front feet is on the fish tank, and the other one is waving vigorously. Damn it, I snorted coldly, crossed my arms and prepared to watch the show.

What, why don’t I help the bullied little mermaid? The Pekingese is several sizes larger than the little mermaid. Isn’t the little mermaid pitiful?

Let me tell you, that's not necessary at all.

Do you still remember the scene when the little mermaid and I just met? She caressed my hand with her little hand, and then pressed hard on it? I remember I once said that my hand "felt heavy" at that time. The strength could make a powerful druid "feel heavy". Do you think the little mermaid is really as weak as she looks?

Sure enough, before the intriguing smile on my lips faded away, the little mermaid, who was constantly being harassed by the dead dog, couldn't help it no matter how docile her temper was. She babbled twice and suddenly held out the golden three-pronged fork in her hand. As soon as he let go, he freed up his seemingly fragile little hand and grabbed the dead dog's front paw that was constantly harassing him.

"Gah——oh——"

Leona, who didn't know that she was about to die, couldn't help but screamed happily when she saw that the other party was "overestimating her own strength" and resisted her. She was about to lift the other party up so that this ungrateful mermaid could have a good look at the dragon clan. The princess's strength makes it clear who is the boss here.

The next moment, Leona realized that her back feet had left the ground and her body was floating up. She looked at the little mermaid blankly and found that the whole world seemed to be rotating around the little mermaid at high speed.

How is this going? The accident happened so suddenly that she still didn't understand it.

Haha~~

I was so happy when I saw it clearly from the side. The little mermaid, who looked weak but was very strong, actually grabbed the dead dog's forelimbs, threw it into the air, and then spun at high speed. With such speed, if the little mermaid let go, the dead dog would at least fly out of the house.

But after all, the little mermaid was still kind-hearted. After throwing it for a moment, she threw the dead dog upwards with all her strength, thus absorbing a lot of the force. However, even so, the dead dog was still thrown onto the roof and hit the ceiling. , and then fell down like a pool of mud, and was caught by my hand.

What a pitiful little guy. He must have been feeling very uncomfortable when he was thrown away like garbage by an opponent who was a few sizes smaller than him. He was lying on my hand, dizzy, as he looked around. The heavy eyes were filled with circles of dead dogs, and I couldn’t help but sympathize a little...