How to become a sea witch

No matter how many times she resets the time, Bernice can never imagine that one day, she will stand at the door of a spacious room decorated with flowers and all kinds of jewels. out of step.

Perhaps because the underwater palace itself is made of ice and frost, although there are many different types of newly added treasures, the colors are all ingeniously selected in low-key and cold gray-blue or pure white, so it looks like It doesn't look complicated at all, but sets off the delicate flowers that should have bloomed on land warmly and brightly.

Like a sea of ​​flowers blooming in the depths of the ice field, the rich and colorful branches will drip down at any time, turning into flames, easily igniting her sight.As far as the eye can see, every subtle brilliance is a warm and smooth deep-sea pearl, the pupil of the ice sea carefully carved into the shape of a flower essence or a star, and most of them that Bernice has never seen The strange pearl jade.

They are connected in series to form translucent flower vines, which are placed in the corners of the room and the edge of the dome, and the pieces of golden sunlight are reflected, flickering in front of her.

Bernice stared blankly at the room in front of her. She dared not dare to be so presumptuous in her dreams. It was directly decorated as such a room, and she was a little unsure: "Is this your private collection room?"

That kind of pupil of the ice sea that will only condense in the ice of Beiwan in 300 years, and may not grow a little in ten years? Is it really good to just use it as an ornament?

and……

Bernice stared at the lifelike work of art with apprehension, and couldn't believe that there was no trace of splicing at all.

The existence of this ice sea pupil is probably longer than doubling her age.

It's so tragic.

They should all be placed in a treasure chest and carefully cared for, instead of being reduced to an ordinary decoration by being carved and chiseled like this.

Sensing her froze in place and refusing to move forward, Thiago also stopped, still holding her hand, and explained gently: "This is the room prepared for you, Bernice. Besides,? I don’t have a hobby of collecting these things either.”

As he said that, he casually glanced at the layout of the room, turned to her again, and tilted his head slightly: "I'm sorry that I prepared these without asking your opinion. Although they are all arranged according to your preferences, if you think Where it is not so good, we can adjust it together until you are satisfied."

No...the problem is that it's all too good to be true.

Long-term experience and habits have made Bernice turn the vigilance and shrinking emotions that arise when faced with too many things that come too easily and beautifully into conditioned reflexes.

She felt that she had worked very hard to adapt to the current relationship between herself and Thiago, but when facing this room, she was still a little bit defensive.

"Thank you. But, I think..." She wanted to withdraw her hand to wipe the back of her neck, maybe goose bumps had already appeared.However, she found that she couldn't...puff...puff.

Tiago maintained the original posture, looking at the other party motionless, and the hand that clasped her fingers looked slender and white, without much effort, and even the posture was a gentleman's usual, but Bernice couldn't help it. Can't move.

Facing the calm gaze of the mermaid in front of her, Bernice bit the bullet and tried to discuss: "I think this is a bit too grand, isn't it?"

"But you like these shiny gems, don't you?"

"..." After struggling for two seconds, she gave up her sophistry with difficulty, "Yes...that's right."

Thiago smiled softly: "Do you like such a spacious and light-transmitting room?"

Realizing for the first time that he knew so much about himself was, in a way, kind of scary.

Bernice felt that the corners of her eyes were about to twitch, and it was with great difficulty that she suppressed the instinct to answer, and she answered dryly and honestly, "...I like it."

"Then fill your room with all kinds of beautiful glitter, do you like it?"

"……like."

"So……"

"Okay, that's fine." Bernice walked into the door resignedly, lowered her head and cast her somewhat dull eyes on the smooth and beautiful collarbone of the other party, even her breath was weak, "I actually like this room very much. You don't say any more."

This kind of feeling of being completely seen through and executed publicly is so guilty and shameful. The most terrible thing is that she can't find a strong word to refute it - because all the furnishings here are really dancing on her hobby ,only……

"It's just that you're not used to it, I know." Thiago took her into his arms, rubbed her chin lightly on the top of her hair, and stroked her slightly thin back with his palm, "I like it, I hate it It’s just disgusting. Although I know it’s really difficult for you to change all of a sudden, at least in front of me, you don’t need to worry about anything else, just express your truest thoughts and feelings.”

The act of hugging was still too unfamiliar to Bernice. She tried to raise her hand as naturally as possible to respond to the other party, but when she actually wrapped her arms around Thiago's waist, she was still obviously stiff .

After a moment of silence, she seemed to have finally summoned up her courage, and repeated sincerely: "Everything in the room is beautiful, and I like it too. Although...you said that you don't need to thank you, But... I'm really..."

"Then, how about another way?" Tiago raised a strand of her black hair and wrapped it between her knuckles, and proposed persuasively, "If you have to express gratitude, use a way I want Express, okay?"

Bernice raised her head, met his blue eyes with a clear smile, and hesitated for a while as if she was bewildered. She did not choose to listen to her rational vigilance against this kind of induced transaction, but tentatively asked, "What do you want?"

As soon as she finished speaking, she suddenly woke up again, and hurriedly added: "Except for the one you just said!"

The word "marriage" exudes a terrible and heavy and depressing atmosphere from the inside to the outside from ancient times to the present.

Because marriage symbolizes the formation of a family, and a family is accompanied by all kinds of responsibilities and concerns, and these things, without exception, equate to troubles and infinite variables with no law at all.

On top of that, variables are often bad.

Not to mention her always bad reputation from the outside world, and her old enemies who have fought with the mermaid tribe and even fought.

Anyway, it's not okay, at least it shouldn't be...

"I said before, I won't force you to do what you don't want." Thiago blinked slowly, his clear blue pupils inevitably dimmed a little, like sapphires covered with a thin layer of gray mist, but his attitude remained the same. Gentle and patient, "So, you can use another way."

"Like...?"

Just as Bernice finished asking in a daze, before the words were completely silenced, a touch of unusual warmth touched her lips lightly.

Thiago looked down at her, his gaze falling on every inch of her face without concealment.From the delicate and delicate eyebrows to the pair of clean and pure light green eyes under the thick eyelashes, which are always incompatible with her race, all the way down, as if holding some treasure, full of love and love A different kind of emotion that is faintly visible.

If it was placed on someone else, Bernice would definitely think that it represented some kind of overly persistent desire.But this kind of charming vocabulary, no matter how you look at it, should have nothing to do with the Supreme God in front of you.

Before she could clearly identify what it was, Tiago looked into her eyes again and even withdrew his hands, as if the look just now was only shown in his eyes for a moment, and was soon taken Covered with conventional tenderness:

"a kiss."

He smiled lightly, his expression and tone were so gentle, but what he said was: "If you really want to thank me, then give me this. And I hope this will be the case in the future, can you?"

It is really incomprehensible how he made such an ambiguous request in such a polite and gentlemanly manner, even with a friendly discussion tone.

Bernice stared at him with her eyes wide open, feeling her cheeks start to feel strangely hot, but she opened her mouth several times but couldn't utter any excuses or rejections. She could only stare at him stiffly for a moment, and finally Nod mechanically.

No matter from which point of view, he is obviously the one who takes advantage of it.Bernice warned herself, don't shrink back like an idiot jellyfish who has never seen the world, the transaction must be done with sincerity—wait, why did she fall into the inertial thinking again, and began to use her previous set of transactions Is the law used to measure her relationship with Tiago now?

You shouldn't think like this, so...then change your mind...

Bernice's mind was buzzing with all kinds of excessive and unnecessary information, she put her hand on Tiago's shoulder, stood on tiptoe and actively approached the other's thin, light red lips, even breathing was all on him That fresh and familiar breath.

After just a simple touch for a moment, she quickly backed away, but was hugged back into his arms by the palm that hugged his waist at some point.

"You seem to have misunderstood me." Thiago pursed his lips, and then explained in a good mood, "What I want is a kiss."

"It wasn't just now..."

"That's not called a kiss."

As Thiago said, he lowered his head and blocked all the words she wanted to say, probing intimately and passionately, pinching her jaw with his fingers to force her to open her mouth, and the tongue leaf flexibly inserted into it, thoughtful and meticulous Carefully caring for every inch, Gou let out a slight and hasty whimper.

It was hard to tell who it belonged to, but it quickly melted into the surrounding seawater the moment the two separated.

He approached again, touching Bernice's forehead: "This is what I want. Now it's your turn."

Clumsily imitating his action just now, Bernice didn't have time to think about why she had to do it again, so she kissed obediently in a daze, and received a more tender and tender response, even her consciousness seemed to melt away, until Tia It was only when Ge hugged and sat against the head of the bed that he regained a little clarity.

The stream of water swayed around them with the strings of pearls and sea vines. Bernice moved her body a little and found herself being held in his arms.Through the thin cover of the skirt, she could clearly feel the cold jade smooth scales on the opponent's fish tail, and the translucent ice blue tail fin gently brushed her ankles and insteps.

It's almost like flirting.

Bernice tried to drive this terrible thought out of her mind, but those pecks and kisses with slight sighs surrounded her densely, making her tremble uncontrollably, and it was difficult for her to respond to the past in a flash. can't remember.

She felt that she could now fully understand the beings seduced by the succubi.

The mermaid's ability in this area is really beyond compare.

After a long kiss, Thiago finally let go of the other party, and touched her with the tip of his nose. His originally clear voice was obviously hoarse: "My room is next door. Call me if you need it." .As for the news of your moving here, I have asked Chao Ling and Gabriel to inform you. So during this time, it is best for us to be together wherever we go. That way, even if something else happens while you are away, you will be safe. No one dares to slander you at will."

His words reminded Bernice of what happened at the Jungle Bar this morning.

After hearing her words, Thiago didn't immediately pay attention to the butcher of unknown origin, but after thinking for a few seconds, he pinched the tail of her hair and flicked his fingertips, asking, "Why is Sabri Na?"

"Huh?" Bernice didn't expect him to be the first to notice this, but she still followed his words and thought, "Because she was the only victim who survived Wyatt's hands?"

Judging from the last state of death of the butcher, he is obviously just a puppet cursed with death.Once he fails, he will have no bones left, and will not let anyone have the opportunity to track down who is the mastermind behind him through him.

Combined with the past experience of Sabrina provided by the security department, she has always lived an ordinary life, and she does not seem to be the kind of person who can provoke revenge from demons.

Therefore, Bernice can only think that the appearance of the butcher has something to do with her previous participation in the candy house incident.

"True, but so what. Wouldn't it be nice for him to find a new victim? Why take the obviously high risk of failure to kill her? He knew Sabrina was going to be a guard The target of protection, but still did this."

"Speaking of which, I was thinking about it when I was at the beach just now." Bernice recalled, "That butcher seems to be alienated from some kind of sea race."

The pair of eyes that obviously belonged to fish, and the three neat scars on the neck like gills, all declared that the other party's identity did not belong to the land group.

"Plus, I just met him in the dense forest bar, and the protective cover of the ecological circle was broken."

Bernice reaffirmed her previous guess: "These things are all for me."

After finishing speaking, she frowned again: "But I don't understand. If you really want to frame me by pretending to be me, shouldn't you do your best to make something as serious as possible? Why do you do it once or twice? It's just like probing?"

Thiago looked at her quietly for a while, then laughed, and leaned closer to kiss her on the corner of the eye: "If it wasn't for you, Bernice, I would directly kill the one who was identified by obvious evidence as breaking the protective cover People. So in a way, she did do something serious."

...It seems that this is the case.

Bernice pursed her lips, glanced at the other party with some embarrassment, and he caught the embarrassing expression on her face as if she had done something wrong, and then reached out and pinched her face.

"But there's one thing that's really weird."

As Thiago said, he spread his palms, and the poisonous sharp snails emerged from the faint silver-blue light, and he gently pinched them in his hands: "Why did you throw the snails into the sea? This behavior is completely redundant and even counterproductive."

"After all, even if they don't throw out the thorns, they will be the first to suspect me. Now that they do this, it makes the whole thing look too deliberate, and it also gives me a chance to defend myself." Bai Nisi nodded in understanding, and then asked as if remembering something, "But you said that you put this thing in a place that only you and the God of Light would know about, so why..."

"not really."

Thiago shook his head slightly, and lowered his eyes to look at the strange dark blue lines on Luo Ci's body: "The reason I said this is just to let them understand that you have nothing to do with this matter. But in fact, before that, I never saw you again." over it."

See you again?

Bernice was about to ask where he had seen him before, but suddenly remembered the memories of him that she saw in the magic mirror.

At that time, she had just become a sea witch, and she couldn't control her magic power well, so she stabbed him with a snail before unconsciously.

She straightened up uneasily, peeking at the other person's body wrapped under the thin soft clothes, her calf inadvertently rubbed against the slender fish tail under her body, causing Thiago to move slightly, and a string of transparent blisters rolled out of the tail fin Spread out.

"What are you looking at?" He held the girl's slender waist with one hand, keeping her from being too far away from him, and gently and slowly traced her skin through the clothes with his fingertips.

"At that time, I mean... Later, were those wounds all healed?" Bernice asked cautiously, her fingers subconsciously stirred the pile of fluffy skirts piled up between them.

"What?" Thiago didn't respond to her sudden topic jump.

"That's right, I used this...to hurt you." She didn't even realize that when she said these words, the depression on her face was so obvious.It hurt Bernice more than ever to admit and bring it up again.

Thiago understood what she meant, but didn't answer right away. Instead, he took her right hand, put it on his lips and bowed his head to kiss it. His eyelids were half-drooped, and his eyelashes didn't even tremble, like a pious statue.

His demeanor made Bernice easily think of those human believers who believed in the God of Light wholeheartedly, when they prayed sincerely in front of the statue.

It was a silent answer, telling Bernice not to worry about it, by kissing the hand that had lifted the thorn and hurt him.

A kind of warm to sour intense emotion emerged in Bernice's heart almost at the same time, completely submerging her, and even the ends of her eyes were slightly warm.

"Don't think about that, it's already passed anyway, isn't it?" Thiago pressed her hand on his heart, "For me, your present and future are the most important."

As he spoke, he skipped the topic lightly, as if it was just an innocuous past, and continued to say: "But I still think it may not be accidental that Sabrina was found. There were so many people in the jungle bar at that time. People, if you just want to get your attention and delay you, then you can choose anyone. Even relatively speaking, Rebecca is the better choice."

"If that's the case... then explain." Bernice quickly understood his guess after a little thought, "Maybe she knows some secrets that can make Wyatt and the others feel threatened, but she doesn't have it yet." realized."

Thiago nodded with a smile: "It seems that we have to meet her."

"Are you going now?"

"Let's go after lunch."

As soon as he finished speaking, a hungry grunt sounded very appropriately.

Bernice rubbed her belly in embarrassment, and suddenly thanked herself that she didn't have time to say "It's okay, I'm not hungry".

After lunch, she and Thiago came to the jungle bar.

Seeing them coming, all the busy creatures stopped and saluted the blond mermaid respectfully: "Your Majesty the Sea God."

"Get up." Thiago said gently, "I heard what happened here in the morning from Bernice, so I came here to take a look. Are you all okay?"

He heard that it was because of Bernice that Sea God appeared here in person.Some elves and wizards looked at each other in silence for two seconds, then bowed slightly to Bernice to express their gratitude: "We are all fine when we come back to the crown. Although a few of our companions have suffered some injuries, it is not a big deal right now." No way. It's just Jack of Hearts..."

At this point, they fell silent again.

Thiago guessed what they didn't say, sighed slightly, and asked, "Have you sent him back to the underground kingdom?"

"Yes, the guards came, just an hour ago." One of the witches replied in a low voice, her voice sounded full of real sorrow and pain.

Maybe she was very close to Jack of Hearts, Bernice thought.

"I'm sorry to see you in so much pain. Maybe you'd rather be with him one last time now, don't you?"

"Yes, but..."

"Just go to the security office and say that I gave you permission to send your friend through the latitude void."

After hearing this sentence, the witch raised her head in surprise, then knelt down again, and asked Tiago in an extremely humble gesture: "Thank you, Your Majesty, thank you... Your Majesty. I... I I know that I am no longer qualified to ask you for more, but...but can you, please, even if there is only a little hope, I can do anything..."

"You want me to revive Jack of Hearts, don't you?" Tiago asked not unexpectedly.

"I know it's very..." She looked ashamed and disturbed, even her face was flushed, but she still insisted.

After a brief silence, Thiago spoke again: "You go back to the underground kingdom first, and accompany him for the last time. Then, you can go to the intelligent insect Ralph, or ask the White Queen directly, and let them tell you A history of golden flowers. You can see why I couldn't achieve the kind of results you really wanted."

That last sentence is subtle.

Bernice followed behind him, and looked back at the witch who was kneeling on the ground and weeping bitterly from time to time, and then turned to the mermaid beside her, vaguely feeling that what he said just now meant something else.

Because he didn't directly refuse to say that it can't be done, but said that he couldn't achieve the result that the other party really wanted.

However, for a life, being able to be resurrected means being able, and being unable to be resurrected means being unable.Why this ambiguous answer?

With this question in mind, they quickly came to the interior of the bar hall, and under the guidance of the Cheshire Cat, they found Sabrina who was sorting out the remaining food ingredients with Rebecca in the warehouse.

As on every previous occasion, she couldn't help but show a palpable sense of dread when she saw Bernice.As for Thiago, she has the same kind of fanatical respect as every believer.

"I heard from Bernice that you were in danger this morning and almost got hurt. How are you feeling now?"

"Thank you for your concern." It seemed that she was quite flattered by this, she rubbed her hands unconsciously, and her dark brown eyes were shining brightly.

But I don't know if it's because she hasn't recovered from the extreme fright, but Bernice always feels that her demeanor looks a bit hollow.

"I'm fine, and...Miss Sea Witch saved me." Sabrina said, carefully bowing to Bernice, "I haven't had time to say thank you, I'm really sorry."

"Uh, it's okay." Bernice waved her hand in the same embarrassment.She's not good at dealing with this.

"Although it is inappropriate to say so, the butcher is obviously coming for you, do you feel it?" Thiago's voice gently guided the topic.

"Really?" Sabrina looked dazed, and then followed his words to think carefully, and then her face turned pale, "It seems...it is true. He seems to be here to kill me, so It hurt others because of me..."

"It's not your fault, you don't have to blame yourself at all. If you want to blame, you can only blame the person who ordered the butcher to hurt you."

"The person who ordered him?"

Sabrina looked at the other party in horror, and her body tensed up involuntarily: "You mean... the person who controls the candy house?"

"Is that what you think?"

"I can't think of anyone else except the owner." She frowned and shook her head in pain.

"So, can you please think back, have you ever seen or heard any news about the owner by accident?" Thiago reminded, "Especially before you decide to meet with the owner for the last time, some Anything that makes you feel weird or uneasy, or something weird you see, anything."

"Before the last meeting..."

Sabrina tried her best to remember, her eyes always kept that slightly empty look, until in an instant, she seemed to recall something that made her feel uneasy.

"Do you remember?" Tiago asked, his tone was still gentle, without any persecution or urgency.

"A dream..." Sabrina murmured, looking a little lost, which made her lifeless face look even more rigid, "I don't know if it's just a dream or real, that state Now, I can't tell if I'm awake or not."

"Please explain it in as much detail as possible. Rest assured, you are absolutely safe here."

Sabrina was silent for a few seconds, and finally, after meeting Thiago's gaze, she nodded slowly and said all the contents of the dream.

"As you know, I've been involved with the Candy House on more than one occasion, to...to see my family again. It started off well, and I became more and more inseparable as they expected. The illusory sense of happiness that opening a candy house brings me.

But once... I was chasing my sister Sophia, and I was playing bowls with her in the forest, and I couldn't find her suddenly. "

When she said this, she took a deep breath and closed her eyes as if she was fighting against the grief that made it difficult for her to face: "This kind of thing only happens in my dreams. I will never find me in my dreams." My family, no matter how hard I try, it’s useless to call, and sometimes they don’t even know me.

So, after I found out that Sophia couldn't be found, I subconsciously wondered if this was my dream. I just thought I was involved in the activities of the candy house again. "

"I tried desperately to wake up, but when I did wake up, I found that I was in a very strange place. At that time, I was even more at a loss, not sure if I was still in a dream, so I started Walking around, pinching my own arms, trying to fully wake up.

However, all of this was useless, I clearly felt the pain, but I was still in that strange place, and saw..."

She muttered, her lips moved palely, but she couldn't make any meaningful syllables.

"See what?" Thiago asked softly.There was a strange ethereal quality in his voice that was a sign of when he was using hypnosis, trying to calm Sabrina.

"I saw that there were walls made of stone all around, and I seemed to be trapped in a cave..."

Then, as she recalled, she tried to describe the appearance of the cave, and when she was walking around trying to find the exit, she inadvertently broke into a huge pool soaked with many dead human bodies.

Then came the mist.

The red mist floated in from nowhere, as if it was alive, it got into the mouth and nose of one of the humans little by little.

Immediately afterwards, the body that was still as dead as a corpse suddenly came back to life, opened its eyes in the water, and crawled out towards her grimly.

"I'm not sure if it's just my nightmare, because when I couldn't help but join the Candy House event, I never encountered such a scene again. And after I passed out and woke up, I found that I was still in Where I live, it's nothing special," Sabrina concluded.

After a long period of silence, Tiago and Bernice glanced at each other, then nodded to Sabrina: "Thank you for telling us this, I think it should be very valuable information."

"It's my honor." She pursed her lips that were still bloodless, and said sincerely.

After leaving the Jungle Bar, Bernice looked at the hot summer sun outside again, and squinted her eyes uncomfortably. The light green eyes were illuminated by the brilliance like a bright emerald sea: "Go tell the angel grow them?"

Maybe I can tell Gabriel about Rebecca in passing.Although it is not clear what kind of relationship they are currently in, Rebecca asked her about life trading in the morning, which made Bernice feel a little wary.

"Then let's go together." Thiago said while holding her hand very naturally.

Maybe it was because of the previous experience as a psychological preparation, maybe it was because of something else, in short, when they walked into the Meteorological Bureau again with this confused hand in hand, Bernice was surprised to find that there was no one The angel cast a skeptical look at her.

It was that kind of expression, although it was maintained very reluctantly, but at first glance it seemed to have a very calm expression, and even saluted Bernice in a uniform way.

With a feeling that they might hardly understand, Bernice also saluted them at the same time, and then followed Thiago to Gabriel's office.

However, as luck would have it, a few hours later, she ran into that angel named Camilla again.

Recalling the scene where they almost quarreled just now, Bernice thought for a second and decided to pretend that she didn't see each other.After all, as long as there is no contact, there will be no conflicts, and the absence of conflicts is a kind of silent friendship.

Thinking of this, she looked away directly, only to hear that the other party seemed to be a little weak after saluting Tiago, but still did not get up, only maintaining the very formal posture just now, and then took the initiative to greet her.

This is even weirder than what I saw outside the hall just now.

What kind of weird things did Gabriel instill in them?

Bernice looked at the two-winged angel who was kneeling down on one knee in astonishment, and bit the bullet and responded, somewhat confused, "Hello, Camilla."

Seeing Camilla who quickly exited the room under Tiago's instruction, Bernice couldn't help but think about what happened to the angels at the security guard after only one morning. painful stuff.

Especially after hearing Tiago's seemingly casual praise of "the efficiency is faster than I expected" while sitting down, she reasonably suspected that the cause of all this was this fish.

"It should be." In contrast, Gabriel's state is much more normal, and he still has that solemn and inhuman appearance, which makes people feel very relieved.

Such a calm and prudent angel will not be easily broken by some trivial matters.

After telling Gabriel all the details of Sabrina's memory, Thiago went on to say: "If I'm not wrong, what she saw when she woke up at a candy house event, It should be Wyatt's most hidden hiding place.

After all, this is the first time he has applied the method used on humans to creatures from the same original world, and Sabrina herself is also a believer in Augsig, she will briefly break away from Wyatt's treatment of her. It is not impossible to control the mind and spy on the memory of the other party unconsciously. "

"In short, until we have no better clues, we have to work hard for you to help investigate this place together, maybe there will be unexpected gains."

"As ordered."

"Okay, let's go back." Thiago said, stood up, reached out to Bernice, but noticed that there seemed to be a hesitant expression on her face, "What's wrong?"

"There is something...of course it has nothing to do with Wyatt, but I think it's better to let the Archangel know." She paused, and then said, "It's about Rebecca."

This name seemed to have some kind of magical power, and the moment Gabriel heard it, he immediately focused all his attention on Bernice: "What's wrong with her?"

"In the morning, before the butcher showed up. She once asked me about whether humans can live longer than elves." Bernice summed it up as concisely as possible, while adding, "Although she does have She mentioned whether she could achieve this wish by making a deal with me, but I didn’t agree to her, and I also reminded her that it’s best not to try to make a deal with any demons, that’s not a wise choice.”

"Although I said so, I'm not sure if she will really agree with what I said. So I think, Archangel, you'd better go and have a chat with her yourself?" she suggested.

After sighing in silence, Gabriel looked at the other party again, which was a soft emotion she had never seen before: "Thank you for telling me. This news is very important to me."

"this is nothing……"

Why within a day, everyone began to be inexplicably polite to her, which made her feel weird.

After returning to the Observation Center, Bernice was still affected by this emotion. When she was always thinking about the dream about Sabrina, her mind couldn't help jumping to Rebecca and the person she met at the door of the bar. About the witch.

And Thiago's ambiguous answer at the time.

She peeked at the mermaid who was lighting a sea snuff bottle. The strands of white-blond hair hanging down his side face were almost transparent by the sunlight from the window, and even the eyelashes were covered with fluffy shimmer, like The appearance carefully depicted in the oil painting, each