[Comprehensive novel] Almighty Lydia

The waves kept beating against the shore, almost reaching Lydia's feet.

She jumped up in time, avoiding the waves that were about to drown her shoes, and ran a few steps before she heard Jack's words clearly.

This is really strange.

Lydia turned to look at him and found that he had some burns and half of his trousers were gone.

Jack's eyebrows were half drooping, and his dark eyes stared at Lydia, which always made her feel creepy.

"So, what about them?" Lydia asked a little unresponsively.

She stood up, looked around, and found that Darcy was not there.

Not only is there no Darcy, but Rose, Dantès and Karl are all gone.

What about people?

After the shadow appeared, what happened?

"Shadow?" Jack asked strangely, "I didn't see the shadow? What kind of shadow?"

Lydia realized that she had accidentally said what was in her heart.

"When I woke up, I saw a black shadow beside Darcy," Lydia straightened out, "Where's the black shadow?"

"We didn't see any shadows," Jack said, still in a drawn, drawn tone.

His reaction made Lydia feel more and more wrong.

Avoiding the topic, and not saying a word to Rose, is like...

Like a burning head, or stuttering.

"You're not quite right," Lydia looked him up and down, "Did you bite your tongue yesterday? Stuttering?"

She wondered a little if Jack had eaten fish and had spoiled his brain.

"I didn't," Jack denied, "how could I, dear?"

His dear almost made Lydia jump up.

Of course, even without jumping up, Lydia still felt stabbed.

"Honey?" she repeated. "You call me honey?"

"Otherwise?" Jack said strangely, "Let's go, I'll take you home?"

Lydia was simply shocked.

She is now extremely sure that this is not Jack at all, but some monster.

"Take you home"?Does she look so deceitful?

However, could Darcy be in this "home"?

Lydia glanced at Jack who was still waiting for her reply, walked to the side of the tree, and picked up a thick-looking piece of wood.

She swayed and felt that the weight was acceptable.

"Honey, what are you doing?" The "fake" Jack's voice was raised, as if disturbed by her absence.

"It's nothing, isn't there a lack of firewood at home?" Lydia said casually, "I'll pick up some branches and go back to burn them."

Her answer seemed to be affirmed by the monster.

It wasn't until this strange creature took her to a dilapidated and desolate wooden house that Lydia realized that this guy was quite poor.

She frowned.

The wood on the wooden house has a sour smell due to decay.

There were cobwebs hanging and the furniture outside had a thick layer of dust.

The seemingly defenseless guy with his back turned to her was trying to open the door that had been in disrepair, but was caught off guard by Lydia, who cut it backwards and hit the wall.

He choked on a few mouthfuls of ashes and was about to speak when Lydia spoke.

"Who are you?" She asked, and waved the wooden stick in her hand.

"If you don't tell me, I'll blow your head off."

Who knows, that strange guy smiled at her.

He shook his head, and the face that belonged to Jack turned into Darcy's.

Turned into Darcy's? ? ? ?

"So, are you still willing to fight?" He said with a grin.

That smile was full of amorous feelings and coquettishness. It was much better than Darcy's calm expression.

Wow!Unique skill!Lydia was taken aback.

She applauded subconsciously, "Again...again?"

It was such a good show that she suddenly felt awe of the Mr. or Mrs. Monster.

Lighten up later, Lydia thought to herself.

Her words again scared the monster.

It was the first time he saw such a fresh and refined thing, and he wanted to watch it again.

For some reason, he actually did it.

Changed a face of Carl.

"Can you still change it?" Lydia asked enthusiastically, "Can you still change it?"

"Yes, yes..." the monster pondered, "I don't know many people, just the people on your boat."

"I'll show you a picture!" Lydia let go of her hand, letting the monster loosen her muscles, and went to pick up a branch by herself.

In this way, draw pictures on the ground.

It was the cover of the Gothic novel that Lydia had been chasing before. A thin and melancholy young man strayed into the Vampire Castle and had some poignant love stories with the hostess.

"Just like this," Lydia described. "Can you do it?"

The phrase "Is it okay" rushed into the monster's mind, making him unhappy.

"Why not?" He retorted, "Who am I, I'm sure I can do it! You turn around first, don't look, I'll be fine right away!"

Lydia squatted on the side happily and waited for him to finish tossing.

Halfway through, a serious problem was discovered.

"Wait," Lydia asked, "who are you?"

"Didn't I say that?" The guy asked even more inconceivably.

"No…"

The two looked at each other in silence.

After a while.

"And do you know my name?" Lydia asked.

"..you didn't say it." He seemed a little aggrieved.

When Darcy rushed over with his people, he found that Lydia had made friends with the unpredictable Siren.

While admiring the wonderful face-changing of this Siren Siren, she kept pointing him out.

"Hands, yes, raise your hands up a bit to cover your face."

"Changing slowly, this is more dramatic and makes the audience 'wow'."

That scene, that language, is almost like the teacher is teaching the monkey how to play to get food more easily.

Darcy, who had just fought another siren, almost laughed.

Jack on the side elbowed Darcy.

"Has she always been like this?" Jack asked quietly.

"Yes," answered Darcy, calling out to Lydia, raising his voice, "here we come!"

Lydia was amazed and delighted to hear the voice turn in his direction.

"Where did you go?" She ran to Darcy's side and looked at him. "I plan to threaten Victor later and ask him to take me there to find you."

Victor, who was left behind by her, immediately complained.

"Please, miss, I have changed my face so many times for you, why are you threatening me?"

As soon as he spoke, he received a stern look from the defeated female siren.

Alright, alright, I still listen to my eldest sister, after all, he is too weak, he will only change his face to scare people.

The sea monster who called himself Victor had no choice but to lower his head and let his sister scold him for not being up to date.

As he listened, he couldn't help but refute.

"Changing faces is also very interesting," Victor said in a low voice, "I heard from Miss Lydia that it can also make money."

Seeing the disbelieving eyes of the eldest sister, he said in a weak voice, "Just, just, juggling..."

On the other side, several people were discussing how to deal with the two sea monsters.

"I've heard everything from Victor. These two sea monsters actually want to take us away and sell us." Lydia broke the leaves in her hand a little bit. "They found out that they couldn't hurt me. I'll let you go, and then his sister will deal with you."

In the end, not only could the elder sister not be able to beat Lydia, but she also couldn't withstand the serial blows of Darcy, Dantès and Jack.

Oh, and leave out Rose and Carl, who really don't have much strength.

Lydia thinks of Victor now, and still thinks he is too miserable.According to his own statement, he had already expected how many people his sister might not win, so he simply teased Lydia, and ran away together when her sister came back.Unexpectedly, when my sister was arrested, I was also found out immediately.

Victor is a weak siren, and all his skills in his life are focused on changing his face.

Lydia privately thought that it was a pity that he quit this line of work.What a talent!

"Then what should we do with these two people?" Rose was a little confused.

She was actually a little scared, after all, after Lydia disappeared, Darcy could hardly restrain her anger.

"How about selling them?" Dantès said, "An eye for an eye, I think it's okay."

Lydia shook her head.

"Come on," Lydia said, "That's so embarrassing. The main reason is that they may not be sold."

She gently reminded, "It's not very smart after all."

The two people hiding behind the door still had tears in their eyes when they heard the previous sentence, but they felt something was wrong when they heard the latter sentence.

"What can't be sold?" The fiery siren kicked in the door, "Who do you look down on!"

With a kick on the door, several people looked up at her.

"Look, you don't know how to run when the rope is untied, and you still come here to listen to the corner," Lydia said, "You are not stupid."

Everyone nodded, thinking that what she said was indeed very reasonable.

If they don't run away, it's unacceptable, these two sea monsters actually ran over to eavesdrop.

"You don't have to think about it," Victor scratched his head, a little embarrassed, "we'll send you back, let's avenge you with merit."

He looked up at Lydia, "Are you going back to England? I can take you back, I know the way."

"How do you bring it?" Lydia asked curiously, "Aren't you so poor that you can't even afford food?"

She had clearly heard this guy crying poor just now.

"I think what you said is very reasonable," Victor said skillfully, "I plan to go to London to perform as a performer, and rely on this for a living."

"No, my friend," Lydia exclaimed, "Do you really believe it?"

Victor looked horrified, "Shouldn't I believe it?"

He looked at the elder sister a little helplessly, and got a shudder.

"She's teasing you," the eldest sister rolled her eyes, "come here, your little raft doesn't seem to be useful."

Lydia and the others looked at each other, but agreed.

"I'll take half of it, sister," Victor said, "It's too tiring for you to take so many people with one fish."

The eldest sister nodded, "Take this man, this man, and this woman with you."

She glanced at Darcy and Dantès fearfully, then at Lydia, and shrank back.

The elder sister led the crowd to the front of the sea, and then she jumped.A manta ray appeared in front of everyone like this.

Facing the setting sun, the brilliant clouds penetrate the golden light and hit the water and the manta rays, which is as magnificent as a little gold sprinkled on the sea.

Facing such a scene, Lydia let out a sigh.

Then I heard the irritable voice of Big Sister Siren, "Come up quickly! What are you dawdling for? If you don't come up again, you won't be given a seat!"

She quickly stepped on the back of Victor who had quietly transformed into a manta ray.

They were on their way during the day, and at night they took out the raft to eat and have dinner together. With these two, they didn't see any ferocious underwater creatures.

Victor was on the verge of crying when he ate the cooked food.

"I haven't bought this for a long time," he said while sobbing. "There are so many bones on the sunken ship at the bottom of the sea, I dare not go in. I don't have money, and people on land won't give me anything to eat."

"But isn't your sister here?" Lydia asked.

She immediately gets a stare about her sister.

Oh, I see, my sister is also afraid.

Just as they were getting closer to the land of England, a sudden gust of wind and waves scattered the few people who were approaching the shore.

Lydia had to take Victor's tailwind again, and drifted on the sea for a few days before seeing the shadow of the land.

It wasn't until Lydia and Darcy, Dantès and Victor bid farewell, and went ashore to the place, that there seemed to be something wrong.

Why is it so messy here?

Lydia held her head and looked at Darcy who was hiding in another corner, "Did we go to the wrong place?"

Why is there thick smoke and the sound of wooden warehouses everywhere, but not the prosperity that a port city should have?

Did something major happen in the country?

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