Quickly travel: The paranoid boss behind the Shura field has become sickly

System 198 patiently explained to An Ting: "This is His Royal Highness Morte, the Crown Prince of the Mermaid Tribe, who is Diers' younger brother."

An Ting: Shouldn’t the crown prince be the king’s child?

System 198: "The mermaid race is different from the human race. The mermaid race respects the strong and does not have a hereditary system. The reason why Mort can become the crown prince candidate is because his ability is second only to Diers. The mermaid race has made the decision early. The crown prince is just in case, in case the king of the mermaid clan suddenly encounters something unexpected, so that he can immediately support the new king."

Molt walked to Anting and walked around Anting. He stared at Anting like a pet, and from time to time he would poke Anting's face with his hand.

"It's quite tender."

An Ting took a step back. He was a little disgusted by Molte's behavior. He immediately scolded Molte, "Please be more respectful."

Molt has always had a bad temper, but he didn't know why. He liked the human being An Ting very much, so he didn't take An Ting's rudeness to heart.

"This is our noble Crown Prince. If you dare to be unreasonable to His Highness again, don't blame us for punishing you."

The person who spoke was Molte's personal attendant. He was always by Molte's side to protect Molte's safety.

Molte raised his hand to signal the entourage to step back, so the entourage following him immediately left An Ting's room.

"There are only two of us in the room now. I wonder if I can know your name?"

An Ting looked at Molte warily. Instead of being angry, Molte smiled and teased An Ting: "Are you afraid of me? Do I look scary?"

Molt spread his hands, looked down at his own attire, and pretended to be a gentleman. He looked at An Ting and said, "I came to see you in a normal human suit, as you understand. You should You feel friendly, so why do you still show such disgust?"

"If you were captured by humans and kept in a cage for people to watch like a plaything, do you think you would still have a good face to the person who locked you up at that time?"

Molt immediately understood what An Ting said. He smiled and said, "So you are angry? Qi Diers locked you up."

An Ting looked at Molte. He didn't know what kind of character Molte was, but from his communication with Molte, he found that Molte was much easier to communicate with than Diels, so he said to Molte: "Your Royal Highness, I wonder if you can let me go? I want to go back to the crowd. This is not the place I should be."

Molt stroked his long, silver-red curly hair. When he heard An Ting say he wanted to leave, the good temper he had pretended to be suddenly stopped and he put on a very dangerous face. .

Molt raised his eyebrows and sneered. He grabbed An Ting's hair and forced An Ting to come closer to him.

He looked down at An Ting's thin lips, raised An Ting's chin slightly with his hand, and said, "You will never leave here, and I can't bear to let you leave. I finally found a fun object. I can’t bear to let you return to humanity.”

After saying that, Molte wanted to lower his head and kiss Anting's thin lips, but unexpectedly Diels appeared at this time and snatched Anting away from Molte as quickly as possible.

In just one second, An Ting really felt that he had moved from Molt's hands to Diels' arms.

Diers held An Ting tightly in his arms. He looked at Molt with warning eyes and ordered Molt in the language of the mermaid tribe: "In the future, you are not allowed to approach this human again without my permission. Otherwise I will punish you with the highest punishment."

Molt looked at Diers with a puzzled look on his face and said, "Brother, you have always been tolerant to me, why are you so uncharacteristic of yourself today?"

Molt then looked at An Ting. He narrowed his eyes slightly, and then his pupils widened. He said in surprise: "Brother, are you attracted to this human being?"

"Morte, you are the crown prince, he is just a plaything. You should not have different feelings for a plaything."

Molt spread his hands and shrugged, "Brother, who said I like him? I just think he is very funny as a human. How many days can't I play with him? In the past, you didn't care how I played with the little mermaid, so why do you care about me today?"

"Morse, you are the crown prince."

"I know!" Molt was obviously a little irritated by Diers' words. He said angrily: "Isn't he just a crown prince? Anyone who loves him wants him. I must have him today!"

Molt pointed directly at An Ting in Diers' arms. Although An Ting could not understand the conversation between the two brothers, when Molt pointed at him with his index finger, he immediately felt an unprecedented sense of crisis.

An Ting looked up at Diers, only to see Diers's stern face. He angrily yelled at Molte: "Morte! Have you forgotten the cross-race taboo?! If you let me find out that you are treating this human being again?" If you have different thoughts, especially those thoughts, I will personally punish you."

Molt snorted coldly: "Brother, you, a king who has been single for hundreds of years, will not understand this kind of fun. However, since you won't let me touch him today, then I will just do it."

Molte took a deep breath. Before leaving, he smiled at An Ting, pretended to be very gentle and said to An Ting: "Little cutie, I will definitely eat you next time."

An Ting: 198, does he mean the kind of eating that I understand?Or eat indescribably?

System 198: "The look in Molt's eyes should be indescribable."

An Ting rolled his eyes in his heart: This Molt is really a man with a human face and a beast heart.

System 198: "Although Molt is a hundred years younger than Diers, he has played many more tricks than Diers. After all, Diers is still an innocent little cn."