"I hate your cold and slippery friends." The banshee glanced at him, with a charming smile on her lips, but her voice was cold, "And all the ugly things."
This The banshee suddenly appeared on the deck. She had black hair and bloody eyes. She was tall and wrapped in a large black robe. Only her bright red lips and a section of her snow-white neck were exposed under the hood.
She seemed to be carrying something on her back, holding up the robe behind her, making the golden logo on the robe extremely conspicuous.
The main body of the logo is a golden "I" with two exquisite skulls in the depressions on the left and right sides of the "I". Any experienced demon would recognize this symbol.
This is the symbol of the Lich King.
Only the inheritors of the direct line of the Lich King can use such a symbol.
In the eyes of wizards, monsters are all the same monsters.
Blood-red eyes, dark heart.
Just like wizards in the eyes of demons, they are all the same wizards. Their flesh and blood exudes fragrance, and their souls contain essence.
But disagreements are always there.
In the Wizards Alliance, there are the Wizards Council and the Moon Council, which are completely different from each other.
In the world of demons, the spheres of influence of several demon kings are also clearly defined.
The Black Ship is a subordinate of the Siren King.
The banshee who just boarded the ship belongs to the Lich King.
Harry, who was sleeping in the sun on the deck chair, had already rolled out of the cabin. The lady in his hand had disappeared somewhere and was replaced by a bouquet of bright roses.
"What can I do for you, charming lady." He knelt on one leg in front of Nikita, with a decent smile on his face and his bright red eyes as bright as rubies.
It would be perfect if he could clean up the drool from the corners of his mouth.
"Put on your robe and talk to me again." The banshee raised her head proudly, her tone full of disdain.
For a lich, robes are the most basic form of respect.
Whether it is the pink oo shirt or the white and green beach shorts, it is difficult for the banshee to feel Harry's sincerity.
"This expression is so cute." Harry squeezed the rose in his hand hard, slowly tightening it, and strands of dark green mixed with purple-red juice flowed out from between his fingers. His bright red eyes showed a color of desire, as if a crazy artist had seen a rare treasure "so cute that I want to eat you up"
Nikita didn't pay attention to Harry's crazy babble, she stepped forward With light steps, he bypassed the nymphomaniac who was on one knee in front of him and rushed straight into the cabin.
"Hey little goblin. Before teaching others respect, how about you learn some manners yourself." The blond young man blocked the door of the cabin at some point, holding an unlit cigarette in his mouth and carrying a Eyelids looked at her.
For some reason, a small wind blew from the sea, blowing the robe on the banshee and making her graceful.His body was wrapped tightly.
The things she was carrying behind her back also showed a clear outline.
Looks like a child.
The blond young man’s eyes narrowed.
A lich carries a child on his back and wants to see the captain. This kind of thing is very rare for a demon to happen. You know, for demons, the only advantage of larvae is that the meat is tender and has a smooth texture.
He licked the corners of his mouth.
The corners of the banshee's robe moved slightly, revealing a dark red book wrapped in gold wire.
"I'm in a hurry." The banshee raised her head, revealing a pair of charming big eyes. The dark red eyes flashed with dangerous colors in the bright sunshine.
The blond young man chewed the cigarette in his mouth and slowly chewed the golden tobacco.
He did not reply, but his breathing became longer.
On the main mast, the strong man hanging in the crucifixion posture moved his head slightly, as if he was a little angry.
"We have plenty of time, beauty." Behind her, Harry's greasy voice sounded again, "What's more, the little guy you are carrying on your back smells better than you."
The sound was very close, as if close to my ears.
The banshee did not look back.
She heard a long inhalation sound hovering behind her neck, endless, as if there was no end.
The cold breath spread forward from behind with the sound of inhalation, ready to engulf her at any time.
The Lich seniors all said that the Siren King’s men were just a group of mobs that had just escaped from their beastly nature, they were bloodthirsty and irrational.
Now, Nikita feels that this summary is not complete enough.
She felt it was necessary to add that these thugs are still rude guys and have no tolerance or patience for ladies.
She knew that if she didn't explain something, it would be difficult for her to enter the cabin that was so close.
The little man on his back shrank his body.
She no longer hesitated.
"She comes from the dark prison." Nikita reached out to caress the child behind her and said this softly.
"Ahem, cough, cough." The blond young man seemed to be choking on the tobacco he was chewing. He stroked his chest, arched his waist, and coughed crazily, not caring at all that his waist and abdomen were exposed to the banshee. Fascinating view.
"Boom" The strong man hanging on the mast broke free from the rope that bound him and hit the deck heavily. The black ship shook violently several times, causing ripples to appear on the calm sea.
The cold aura behind him also disappeared without a trace. Nikita could even clearly feel Harry holding his breath, blushing, and cautiously distancing himself from him.
A satisfied smile appeared on her lips.
A succubus always knows when to amaze everyone.
"Come in." A gentle, but slightly nasal voice came from the cabin..
Pushing aside the blond young man in front of him who was bent over and coughing crazily, Nikita lowered his body and got into the dark cabin.
In the sky, the big bird that had been hovering for a long time chirped and suddenly flapped its wings and flew away.
"It's her" the strong man touched his bald head and asked in a hoarse voice.
The blond young man is still coughing.
Harry squinted and watched the big bird go away until it turned into a black dot and disappeared into the blue background.
He knew that the strong man was talking about Nikita.
He also knew what the strong man meant, asking the big bird that had been monitoring the black ship for three days if he was looking for Nikita.
This big bird is the eye of wizards.
The eyes will only look away when they see what they want to see.
"You can only ask the captain about this kind of thing." Harry took out his Lady Duoduo, fanned the wind, grinned at the strong man, and answered glibly.
Going down the sloping stairs to the cabin, Nikita was a little confused.
Like the color of the ship, the cabin was also dark, and the space looked very small and cramped, with almost no room for much.
This was a bit far from the spacious and luxurious hall she had expected.
Whether it was the years when she was a wizard or the days when she became a demon, she had rarely seen such a narrow space in her mind. Wizards and demons with slightly superior abilities always have various ways to expand their space and create a comfortable environment for themselves.
She blinked and quickly adapted to the dim light in the cabin.
Not far from the staircase is a thick wooden pillar. Judging from its position, it is probably the main mast of the black ship. There were some wooden boxes piled randomly under the pillars, and a wine barrel with an iron ring rolled down near the corner. The lid of the barrel was open, and it was empty inside.
The banshee’s slender eyebrows knitted together.
She felt the child on her back shivering.
She reached out her hand and patted it comfortingly.
"The boat is a bit old, let's make do with it." A gentle voice came from the lower left, and Nikita was surprised to find that there was a small patch of light at the bottom of the dark boat.
There is an iron fence net directly above the light. The bright sunlight penetrates into the dark cabin through the gaps in the steel bars, leaving a colorful patch of color and also casting a shadow on the left side against the bulkhead. It makes it darker.
That gentle voice came from that darkness.