Raising Octopus Juvenile

Cecil felt that there was no point in discussing this topic, anyway, the troubles belonged to the emperor and had nothing to do with her.

She still cares more about her scumbag who is so dying.

"So what is the result of father's trial?" Cecil asked lazily.

Arnold's expression was complicated: "Doctor Howard is back, and his father has cleared his suspicion."

"what?"

Cecil raised his voice in shock.

How could he come back? He was obviously eaten by Stella.

As if guessing what Cecil was thinking, Arnold nodded and said: "I know what you suspect. I think so too, including Your Majesty and the Second Prince."

"So we asked your Excellency Renault to check it out."

Renault is the premier magister of the empire, one of Lena's targets in the original plot.

Cecil remembers that this guy is stronger than Bode, but he often shows up and doesn't like to show people in his true colors. In fact, he is not as easy to get along with as Bode.

He is a gloomy man who lacks love and has a weird personality. No one can handle him except Lena. But now it seems that they should no longer have intersections.

Cecil nodded and motioned to Arnold to continue: "What's the result? Is that Dr. Howard who came back in person?"

"Yes." Arnold paused slightly. "The one who died was actually his coachman."

This is true.

But the doctor is indeed dead. Or is it that the one Stella ate was not a doctor?

Cecil was puzzled and couldn't tell the truth about this part to Arnold. After thinking about it, she had to put this doubt aside first, and continued to ask: "What about father? Why didn't he come back with you?"

Arnold: "He said to thank His Excellency Renault, let us not worry, he will come back later."

Cecil: "..."

No one is worried, but a bit regretful.

After breakfast, Cecil secretly handed Lena's letter to Arnold while Lena was not there, and asked him to give it to the second prince.

"If you can, let him write a reply, and then you secretly give it to me." Cecil told sneakily.

Arnold was puzzled: "Why don't you just let the second prince show your identity and meet uprightly?"

Cecil: "Oh, fun."

Arnold: "..."

Does his pure and lovely sister know too much?

Although full of doubts, Arnold took the letter seriously and promised to deliver the letter to the second prince as soon as possible.

Cecil happily thanked him, and then went back to his room.

The poor little octopus was completely wilted after being washed by her yesterday. Since opening his eyes in the morning, he has been soaking in the water tank motionless, and his round little head is also drooping, looking very depressed.

Do you hate bathing so much?

Cecil was puzzled.

When she returned to the room, her first reaction was to look at the wide and clean water tank. Sure enough, the little octopus still pretended to be dead quietly in it.

Exaggerated, right? Are you depressed yet?

Cecil frowned subconsciously, slightly distressed.

Slightly, only slightly.

Maybe a little more than a little bit.

A little more.

…Okay, she is so distressed.

Cecil walked quickly to the water tank, stretched out his hands, and fished out the limp octopus out of the water.

She held him on the palm of her hand and rubbed the tip of her nose against his wet little head.

"Lanny, what's the matter with you?" She looked at him with concern, her eyelashes flickering, and the faint blue eyes flickered with fine pieces of light, "Is something broken by me? Or you don't like the bath. The smell of dew?"

The little octopus was still abysmal, and didn't even do the daily routine.

Cecil was worried.

She squeezed the little octopus's tentacles, trying to make him react.

But the little octopus remained motionless.

Cecil finally panicked.

"Lanny..." She touched the round head of the little octopus, and whispered to him, "Can you change back to the human form?"

The little octopus looked at her, his big eyes looked a little dazed.

Cecil explained to him softly: "I can't see what's wrong with you now. Only when I become a human form can I guess what's wrong with you based on your state."

"Lanny, you are like this, I have no way to understand you."

She wants to know him, even if he is not human.

And this is also the obstacle that lies between them, she can only work harder to get closer to Lanny's heart.

Little octopus understood what she meant. He stretched out his tentacles obediently, and the damp mist gradually swallowed him.

The young man with black hair and green eyes appeared in front of Cecil.

His soft forehead was still faintly moist, and the tips of his hair curled slightly against his pale face, as dark as night.

The pair of dense green eyes became deeper and deeper, as if there was a kind of intriguing beauty.

But Cecil only saw the emptiness and blankness in his eyes.

What is going on?

Cecil's heart tightened.

She couldn't help but raised her hand to touch Lanney's forehead, and asked him worriedly: "Lanny, what's the matter with you? Is it something uncomfortable?"

Lanny nodded slowly, looking dazed and confused.

Cecil was nervous.

She took Lanny to the bed, then let him lie down, sitting on the edge of the bed herself, gently holding his cold hands.

She can't ask the doctor to come back, otherwise Lenny's identity will be exposed. And she didn't think that the doctor who treated humans could see Lenny's problem, after all, Lenny was not a human being.

Perhaps only to seek help from Bode.

Thinking like this, she got up and walked away.

Lanni took her hand.

To be precise, she grabbed her little finger.

Cecil lowered his head.

The beautiful pale boy was looking at her quietly, her black hair falling on the clean pillow, soft and almost melted.

"Cecile," he said softly, "I want to lean on you."

He looked like he was acting like a baby.

But Cecil had never seen such a fragile and helpless act like a baby.

She could not refuse.

So she went to bed too, slowly lay down beside Lanney, turned her side, and met his eyes.

"Is this all right?" she asked softly.

Lanny didn't say a word, just stared at her quietly.

Tentacles stretched out from behind his waist and slowly wrapped around Cecil's body.

They were soft and smooth, slowly wrapping around her white arms, calves, and waist.

The black reflected white, slowly walking on the girl's skin, making the girl more and more petite and weak, like transparent and fragile glass, which would be destroyed at any time.

Cecil felt that the tentacles were a little tight, which made her feel a little uncomfortable.

She wanted to speak and let Lanny loosen it a bit. But another slender tentacled through her pure white hair came to the back of her neck.

The cold sharp touch was like a gentle hand, slowly pulling away her long hair, and then gently touching the skin of the back of her white neck.

It was like a soft kiss.

The slight fear in Cecil's heart disappeared strangely.

She tried to hug him, raising her eyes to observe his expression carefully.

It seems to be less melancholy than before, but it's still not good.

So she slowly hugged him, getting close to him little by little.

Lanny's expression was slightly better than before, and it seemed that he was not so listless. Cecil's embrace made the vacancy in his heart a little satisfied. He liked it very much, but it was still far from enough.

He also hugged Cecil tightly, wrapped her arms around her with tentacles, slowly cruising around her waist.

It's cool, slippery, and a little dense and itchy.

Cecil curled up subconsciously, lowered his head, and pressed it to Lanny's chest.

She could hear Lanny's heartbeat flattening, but her heartbeat was getting faster and faster.

As if the two poles of the world.

It will always be a different frequency.

The dense fog enveloped the streets without people.

Cecil stood in the middle of the street, looking around in confusion.

This street...a bit familiar. The roadside is full of secret alleys, and the dim red lights are on and off in the dark.

Is it...Deep Alley?

It seems to be different.

Every alley seems familiar, but there is an inexplicable sense of disobedience.

Compared to the deep alley she had seen before, it was more like a flipped mirror image.

It's strange...Where is she?

Cecil walked forward slowly, patrolling the surroundings cautiously and carefully.

There was silence on the street, and the dense mist covered the stars in the night sky.

In the dark and endless night, a huge, blood-red full moon hangs in it, the halo is hazy and cold, and a jagged vertical line is looming in the middle, looking at it from a distance like the vertical pupil of a cat.

The red moon... Cecil raised his face, watched this scene seriously, and slowly stopped.

This is really not the real world in which she exists.

Is it a dream or an illusion? These are not important, what is important is how to get out of here.

Cecil quickly calmed down, and she carefully observed her surroundings, trying to find a way out.

However, this weird place didn't seem to let her go.

A monster in a red dress suddenly rushed towards her. Cecil noticed that she had emerged from an alley, and this alley was the one she had been in before.

She immediately chanted the spell, and the worst thing was that the spell did not take effect as quickly as usual.

She cannot release spells "here".

Cecil frowned deeply, she cursed in a low voice, and turned to run away. The monster chased after him, crying like a man and a woman while chasing it. Suddenly it leaped and overwhelmed Cecil to the ground.

The monster's withered claws firmly shackled her arms, and two ferocious long arms grew behind her, and her calves were also firmly pressed to the ground.

"Holy Communion... Holy Communion... Ooo... Ah ha ha ha ha... Give me a bite too..."

The monster was crying and laughing, and his harsh voice kept chanting "Holy Communion."

Cecil gritted his teeth and struggled, breaking free from the **** of the monster, lifted a leg, and kicked it hard in the abdomen.

The monster let out a sharp scream.

"You killed my child... You killed my child... My child... It hurts..."

Blood suddenly oozes from its all-black eye sockets, and its flat abdomen quickly bulges, like a leather ball about to explode.

Cecil did not hesitate and kicked again with all his strength.

The ball broke open, and something fell from it.

Cecil glanced.

It was not the child who fell out. But a few **** man heads.

Cecil lifted his knee, slammed into the monster's abdominal cavity, and then quickly got out of it.

The monster was still crying, his abdomen was dripping with blood, and his internal organs dragged his intestines to the ground.

It rushed towards Cecil again, and Cecil had just stood firm. She was almost desperate in an instant, and suddenly, the monster's body froze in the air—

In the next second, the monster turned into blood-colored gravel, and instantly dissipated in the cold evening breeze.

Cecil looked dumbfounded.

Immediately afterwards, she suddenly felt that her eyelashes were a little itchy. Her eyelashes trembled slightly, and she subconsciously wanted to blink her eyes. Suddenly, dark sea water fell from the sky.

She read it right.

The deep blue water poured down from the night sky, and instantly flooded the world.

Also overwhelmed her.

She sank into the icy water, her long crystal hair floating quietly like seaweed.

The brain is lacking oxygen, and her consciousness is gradually blurred.

"Lanny..." She whispered faintly.

Dense eyes suddenly appeared in the sea.

She completely lost consciousness.

The darkness is back in front of me.