The mysterious journey begins with becoming a pirate

This was supposed to be a peaceful day, and a good day for a date.

A faint waning moon hung in the night sky, just like Feng's makeup today.

She lightly drew a crescent-shaped eyebrow, and dressed herself up to look exquisite. She picked up a small cane in her lace-gloved hands, matched with the black and white evening dress and the small decorative hat, and really felt like a noble lady from Damia.

Of course, more perfect than a noble lady.

She wrapped herself in her mink coat to bring a little warmth to herself.

Even in February, Damia is still in the cold winter. It will probably be another month before spring comes. These are tough days.

She walked out of the dormitory slowly, smiled politely at a gentleman outside the door, and followed his footsteps.

Walking down the towering building, there was already a luxurious carriage waiting downstairs.

She boarded it familiarly. She placed the cane flat beside her and waited for the carriage to start calmly.

The hustle and bustle of the street is still there, but it can't enter Feng's peaceful heart.

Looking at the busy scene outside the car window, it seems that I am just a passer-by, or a person who is looking at the scenery.

The carriage slowly started and drove towards the edge of Kafka District.

Santorini Hotel. Room 1403.

When I walked into this room, the first feeling was warmth and enthusiasm.

The huge suite has everything. In the bathroom, which is larger than Feng's entire dormitory, the hot water rises up with mist, making the room covered with a layer of fog. It is hazy and makes people unable to see clearly.

The dark red walls of the room make people feel particularly warm and warm. There is a layer of red gauze on the soft round bed, and you can see the true appearance only when you pull it open.

Nine hundred and ninety-nine roses are placed around the room, filling the whole room with the fragrance of roses, which makes people have a strange impulse.

This is simply a luxury in winter. Even nobles can hardly get so many roses.

The sound of opening the door suddenly sounded, and Feng walked into the room alone. After looking around, she calmly took off her hat.

She slowly took off her coat and hung it on the hanger at the door with her hat. The low-cut dress inside was exposed.

Her chest and back were exposed in a large area of ​​white, and the black long skirt and white gloves made people imagine.

She slowly walked towards the bathroom with steam rising.

In the center of the bathroom was a huge bathtub.

There was milk in the light milky hot water, and a sweet smell came to her face. There was also a small basket of rose petals next to the huge bathtub.

She held it in her hand, raised a piece, and let the petals fall into the water.

Sitting next to the bathtub in the bathroom, she gently fiddled with the steaming water in the bathtub, causing ripples.

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The age of Viscount Grenouille was completely disproportionate to his achievements.

The look of him wearing a gentleman's hat was very fascinating to women. The two small mustaches on his handsome face gave him his own characteristics and charm.

But in fact, he has lived for at least a hundred years.

He was Viscount Grenouille a hundred years ago, and he is still Viscount Grenouille a hundred years later, but the title is inherited.

Because of the existence of heaven, he has been able to live forever.

It is not impossible for the extraordinary to extend life. What's more, it is the powerful Grenouille.

He rotated the emerald ring on his hand. It was his most proud extraordinary item.

It belonged to a level 6 indulgent. Not only can it be strengthened in combat, it can corrupt the enemy, seduce others into desire, and force the enemy into confusion of thinking.

Of course, as an indulgent extraordinary item, it also has that aspect of strengthening to deal with its own crazy desires for more than a hundred years.

"While dominating desires, it is also dominated by desires."

This is the introduction of this ring.

Its name is - the source of disaster.

Being powerful naturally has a price.

As its name suggests, this ring will bring disaster to the surrounding. No matter what disaster it is.

It will spread endless desires around, and everyone who sees it will want to get it and want to own it by any means.

The only way to seal it is to fill it with desire.

This requires the wearer to have a strong heart and endless desires.

But it is a cursed ring. It is also an ancient ring.

All those who got it did not live too long. The longest one was Grenouille.

He thought he knew how to control it and how to control it. He was complacent and quite proud.

The more famous the woman, the more satisfied he got. In this way, he could satisfy his endless desires.

Feeding this ring with these desires will gain more powerful power.

Touching the smooth surface of the emerald again, he took out a key and walked towards the door of room 1403.

"No danger, right?" He whispered to a bodyguard at the door.

"It's safe, Miss Feng is also safe."

The bodyguard was not concerned about Feng's safety, but said that Feng was not a threat to Grenouille either.

As Grenouille's bodyguard, he must be at least of the middle level. And he must have rich extraordinary experience.

And this bodyguard is one of the best.

He nodded with satisfaction and held out the key to open the door.

Pushing open the door, the room 1403 was full of water vapor. It was even impossible to see the opposite side at a glance, and only the red round bed could be vaguely seen.

The air was extremely hot and humid, but Grenouille closed the door gently, not caring at all, but rather a little excited.

In the haze, he vaguely heard the sound of water, so he looked towards the direction of the bathroom.

A figure was hazy in the mist and could not be seen clearly.

But it was this appearance that gave Grenouille endless expectations.

His heart beat unusually, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

He slowly took off his scarf and hat, placed them next to the mink coat, and took off his dress coat and placed it aside.

At this time, he walked towards the bathroom door.

In the center of the wide bathroom was a huge bathtub, and a beautiful face appeared on the water surface scattered with rose petals, looking at him.

Grenouille swallowed his saliva and stroked the ring on his right hand. He slowly walked to the side of the bathtub, sat on the edge and gently stroked Feng's face.

Feng lay on the edge of the bathtub, revealing her smooth back, and a few roses dotted her body.

The mist rising from the bathtub became thicker and thicker, and he rubbed the ring with his thumb faster and faster. A faint green light appeared on the emerald.

There was a trace of uncontrollable madness in his eyes. He pounced on the naked figure in the bathtub.

The mist blocked his voice, making everything silent, and even the sound of him entering the water was not heard.

In this silence, his body changed suddenly.

His fingers became thicker, and the fat flesh even swallowed the ring on his finger, wrapped it in the flesh, and swallowed it in the body.

His body became bloated, bursting the dress and turning into a pile of white flesh.

The strange tumor proliferated on his face, making his face terrifying, and his facial features were gradually swallowed up by the terrifying flesh. The endless desire in his eyes swallowed him, and now he only had physical desire.

The whole person seemed to have turned into a pile of meat balls. Unable to move, he squeezed out all the water in the bathtub. It overflowed outside and even flowed along the crack of the door into the corridor of the hotel.

His body grew bigger and bigger until it covered half of the bathroom. He could no longer be called a person, but a pile of meat.

He.

No.

It squirmed, and it was impossible to find its head or its fingers.

Feng stood naked at the door of the bathroom, leaning against the glass door and watching the scene, as if everything had nothing to do with her.

There was no expression on her face, and she was indifferent and terrifying.

After being stiff for half an hour, the piece of meat began to shrink continuously.

Withering is more appropriate.

It continued to limp. It was like a huge water bag limp on the floor.

Feng took a step back and walked out of the bathroom.

She closed the bathroom door tightly and walked towards the wide round bed.

She did not wipe the water off her body, but just lay flat on the bed, posing in a big letter shape. Looking at the gorgeous murals on the ceiling.

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"Is this water okay~~" A bodyguard asked softly as the milky white water flowed out of the crack in the door.

"Let the maid clean it up. We don't need to disturb you~~"