you turned on the love game

The dizziness in my mind gradually receded.

The conversation outside became clearer, and the two words were mentioned repeatedly.

"Auction" "Collection"...

The glass jar was picked up and placed on another car. The person who talked to Kuroro should be the person in charge here, and everything he said was to ensure the strictness of the auction, and there would be no possibility of the treasure being stolen. .

About three or ten minutes later, the car stopped.

The black cloth covering the glass tank was ripped apart, and the dazzling light shone in instantly. You subconsciously raised your hand to cover your eyes, and saw the astonishing expression on the person in charge's face through the gap between your five fingers.

Standing beside him was Kuroro, with a relaxed posture, his hands in his pockets casually, the shadow cast by the sun fell on his face, and his whole person was enveloped in a kind of elegant temperament.

In this bright daylight, you meet his eyes.

The young man's face is still as childish and delicate as ever, his pupils are as dark as an abyss staring at you, the corners of his lips curled up, and a faint smile suddenly appeared in his eyes, but upon closer inspection, there is still an ice-cold indifference.

"Great...great!"

The person in charge suddenly rushed over, stood between you and Kuroro, and shouted excitedly through the glass: "It's really a surviving deep-sea mermaid—it will definitely become the most special finale item in this auction!"

The black cloth that blocked the line of sight covered the glass cylinder again.

You lower your eyes and feel your body slowly regaining consciousness until you are moved into a special room with excellent sound insulation.

"Pay attention to patrolling, and there must be no problems with the auction items."

A deep male voice issued a warning, and then several voices answered in unison, followed by the sound of footsteps retreating one after another, and the sound of the heavy door rubbing against the ground slowly sounded.

There was a loud bang.

The person in charge's exaggerated laughter and other voices were blocked outside.

After your ears are completely quiet, you lift off the black cloth covering the glass tank, and finally see where you are now.

This is probably the place where treasures are stored in the auction hall. All kinds of collectibles are placed around you, and their exquisite appearance can be vaguely seen through the faint wall lamps.There is even a scepter of an ancient dynasty that has disappeared for many years, placed in a red velvet box.

The entire room is huge, without any windows, only breathing holes, and there is no second place to go out except for the thick door.

However, there are a large number of bodyguards guarding outside, and it is definitely not feasible to forcefully break out. This body has no advantages other than strength, and it will also reveal the secret of the mermaid's ability to change into a human form.

Your arm rests on the edge of the glass jar, your tail flicks impatiently, your eyes are fixed on the closed door, and your brows are frowned.

Do you really have to wait until after the auction to have a chance?

You were thinking irritably, when you suddenly heard a very light movement from the gate, and immediately covered the glass jar with a black cloth again, and suddenly sank to the bottom of the water, the next second, there was a heavy sound of the gate being pushed open.

……

The bodyguard in charge of guarding the treasury put down his gun, stretched out his palm and patted the man who came to record the auction items, a friendly smile appeared on his rugged face.

"Check it carefully! Pastor!"

The man named Paster staggered when he was photographed, almost fell into it, and there was a sound of good-natured laughter behind him.

He sighed helplessly and waved the record sheet in his hand.

"I know, I know!"

Then turn on the light switch on the wall, and record the treasures one by one after the gate is closed again.

Although it has been recorded once when the auction item is put into storage, just in case, it needs to be checked again before the auction actually starts. This is something that only those with absolute trust are qualified to do.

The checking process was carried out quickly, and it didn't take long for the new deep-sea mermaid's turn. Pastor lifted the black cloth to take a look, and put down the black cloth after making sure that the mermaid was still sleeping soundly in the water.

Then tick the corresponding position on the record sheet.

Sign your name in the corner and close the paper with a swipe.

"Huh, it's finally done."

After checking all the auction items, he turned his back and stretched, "It's true, uncle, can't you find some trusted subordinates?"

Although he said so, he actually enjoyed the feeling of being trusted.

Pastor chuckled twice, and was about to leave here, but after walking a few steps, he suddenly felt a pain in the back of his neck, and then his mouth was covered by someone, and he passed out before he could make a sound.

……

The comatose checker was put into a wide-mouth bottle large enough to hide a person, his mouth was tightly plugged with a black cloth, his arms were also wrapped in a black cloth, and he lay unconscious in the collection that was about to be auctioned.

You straighten your clothes.

Then he bent his knees and picked up the record sheet that had fallen on the floor.

After transforming into a human form, the unspoken rule that "humans will get mermaid friendship after using the sound frequency that humans can hear" disappeared from my mind, and it seemed to be only for the mermaid body form.

You walked to the glass tank where you lived for many days, and leaned slightly to approach it.

A strange male face was reflected in the floating water in the glass tank. You tugged at this face, made a few expressions, and after making sure there were no mistakes, you pulled off the black cloth covering it again.

Go to the door and knock.

A few seconds later, the heavy door slowly opened, and the bodyguard patted you on the shoulder vigorously and mocked: "Paster, why did it take so long this time? Did you peek at that mermaid for a long time!"

You felt your shoulders sink, and said with a smile, "Well, it's really beautiful."

The bodyguard found nothing wrong with it, took the record form and lowered his head to check it, his eyes stayed on the signature handwriting in the corner, and after confirming that it was correct, he handed the record form back to you.

"Let's go drink together after the auction tonight!"

The sun was shining outside, and the courtyard was covered with golden light spots.

The bodyguards on both sides of the road stood straight, and some people walked back and forth on patrol. The entire auction backstage was filled with a heavily guarded atmosphere.

You looked at the iron gate in the distance, smiled and said, "Okay..."

Lifting your feet and walking towards the exit, the warm wind blows towards your face, and the short hair feels itchy on the nape of your neck. You scratch your messy hair casually, and your voice is carried behind you by the wind.

"Let's go together when we have time."

Night falls.

The much-anticipated auction has finally begun.

Kuroro was arranged by the organizer in the private VIP room, and sitting next to him was the knight who was left by him to watch the auction together, and the sound effects of the game victory were beeping non-stop.

The host enthusiastically introduced the auction items. Kuroro had no interest in those items. He rested his chin with one hand and flipped through a book quietly with the other hand.

Now he is flipping through the book "The Ruins of Cubana". He just found it from the corner of the room two days ago, and he is still very interested.

When Kurollo read the construction history of Cubana, the host suddenly raised his voice and amplified it to everyone's ears through the speakers in the venue: "Today! We have the last special auction item!"

"This is the only deep-sea mermaid that will not die of depression due to the passage of time... The starting price is 50 billion kiwis!"

The price in the field was rising steadily, Kuroro slowly turned the book in his hand back a page.From the beginning to the end, I didn't raise my head, and all my attention was on this more fresh book.

He'd be sitting here simply because of the remaining sliver of curiosity.

No matter which source the information is obtained from, it shows that the deep-sea mermaid will hate humans after being caught.

But not only did the mermaid not show any hatred towards him, even the weak Mrs. Lyont didn't attack.

Then when it knew that it was being auctioned off...

Will it show strong and angry aggressive behavior?

Kuroro was a little curious.

The auction soon came to an end, and it was finally bought by a rich man developing mineral resources. The next step was to uncover the black cloth to reveal the true face of the mermaid. All the people present were looking forward to it.

however--

The glass jar under the black cloth was empty.

"How is this going!?"

There was a commotion in the venue, and the host was also stunned, and immediately reported to the organizer of the auction by radio.

Kuroro finally raised his head, his palms covered his lips, his dark eyes showed a bit of surprise: "Oh?"

The knight immediately shut down the game, turned on the computer in the VIP room, and quickly operated on the keyboard. Complicated codes flashed on the screen, and there was only a beep, and a sound came out of the stereo.

"What! The mermaid is gone!?"

"Not only that, but we also found Mr. Paster tied up in the wide-mouth bottle that was auctioned off!"

"Didn't the bodyguard see Pastor go out with his own eyes!?"

"Sorry, I don't know the reason yet!"

The conversation ended quickly, and the person in charge left the room in a hurry. This was a big event that could be called a disaster. The auction item disappeared halfway. If they didn't handle it well, their reputation would drop severely.

"Captain, no more."

The knight turned off the computer, looked back at the pensive Kuroro, with a schadenfreude smile on his face, "Miss Mermaid probably ran away."

Kuroro tapped the armrest with his fingertips, pondered for a moment, and closed the book thoughtfully: "It turns out that the deep-sea mermaid has the ability to change human shapes, and even imitate human appearance, similar to apes."

It stunned Pastor and changed into his appearance.

Then he successfully left under the eyes of everyone.

The venue was already in chaos, and the wealthy people present were all dissatisfied with the auction. The person in charge tried to appease him back and forth, and could no longer care about Kuroro and the knight who left through the back door.

They walked slowly in tandem on the way back.

Kuroro put his hands in his pockets, with the book under his arms, and said in a calm tone, "I can change shape and escape, but I didn't leave when only Mrs. Lyant was around. I probably guessed that we would kill her..."

After all, that mermaid is very smart.

Not only will he think carefully, but he can even jump out of the fixed thinking range of Warcraft and look at problems from another direction.

It is not surprising that it will guess based on their behavior.

Speaking of this, he paused for a while, and the corners of his lips curled into an inexplicable arc: "Heh, a magical beast locked up by humans will actually worry about the fate of humans instead?"

Night Breeze lifted Kuroro's ear hair.

There was only careless indifference on Qingjun's face, and no light could be reflected in those dark eyes.

"I was tricked by a monster."

There was a chuckle in his throat, and he looked up at the bright stars in the night sky, with innocence and darkness appearing on his face, which seemed a little ridiculous.

Hearing this, the knight said, "Do you need to capture it back?"

Kuroro turned his head and said calmly: "No need..."

When he faced the clear moonlight, his exquisite face was as indifferent as a carved stone statue, and his pupils seemed to be made of metal, reflecting the light, showing endless coldness.

"I'm not interested anymore," he said.

The auction venue was not far from the town, so they walked back slowly without taking transportation. The town was extremely quiet at night, only the occasional chirping of insects could be heard.

The interior of the small villa still maintains the appearance before leaving in the morning. Simple food, bread, and biscuits are still piled on the table, and the water stains spilled on the ground have disappeared.

"Captain, when is the next meeting?"

Kuroro casually threw the "Gubana Ruins" on the sofa, skillfully unwrapped a bag of bread, and tilted his head: "I haven't decided on the goal of the next mission yet."

While talking, he glanced at the "Empress Gulinami? On" that he put on the table two days ago from the corner of his eye. He reached out to pick it up, and the white paper that was pressed under the book fell to the ground lightly.

Originally he didn't want to bother.

But suddenly he caught a glimpse of black writing on the white paper.

Kuroro quickly grabbed it and scanned the name on the paper, his hand, which was as beautiful as a work of art, suddenly stopped.

Those dark pupils slowly widened unconsciously.

In the next second, the fingertips were exerted violently, and several irregular creases were formed on the fragile white paper. The thin light reflected in the eyes suddenly went out, and it was as deep as a treacherous and dangerous vortex on the bottom of the sea.

The knight walked in from outside the door: "Wo Jin and Nobunaga have finished fighting, and they are both bored, so...the leader?"

Kuroro, who was standing in the living room, slowly turned his head.

In the dark pupils is a kind of cold eyes unique to Meteor Street, which is very familiar to knights, like a terrifying and ferocious beast.

Suddenly, Kuroro's body was suddenly filled with strong thought power, and then it condensed in his left hand, and a strange book with "extreme" on the cover appeared in his palm.

In an instant, the book suddenly turned pages crazily.

The rattling of the paper was endless, and finally stopped on one of the pages, and the power of thought poured out from the pages, and they all piled up in the living room.

There was a muffled "bang".

A crystal coffin appeared in front of them.

There was a woman lying in the coffin, her face was still the same as when she was young, her long black hair flowed down her shoulders and neck, and lay softly on her chest, but she had stopped breathing long ago.

【Time that never decays】

[The materialized coffin, the items put in it will be frozen for time, what form it was before putting it in, it will be the same form after taking it out, there will be no change, but the living body can only be put in alone...]

When the knight saw the coffin, he paused holding the phone, frowned slightly, and stepped forward: "Kurolo..."

The ending sound disappeared suddenly after he saw the writing on the white paper.

A depressive silence gradually spread in the living room.

Everyone's handwriting is different, and the "Kurolo" on this white paper has a unique small tick at the end of the characters. This kind of writing has only been seen on one person.

that person……

Their former teacher had died many years ago, and now he was lying in the crystal coffin summoned by Kuroro.

Why did her handwriting appear on this white paper?

The chivalrous man's eyes sank slightly, his emerald green pupils gradually revealed a dark look in the dim light, and his smile became brighter when he suddenly thought of the mermaid they left in the house a few days ago.

Kuroro stared at the coffin and snapped the book shut.

The coffin manifested by the power of thoughts disappeared, and only the suppressed power of thoughts still enveloped the entire living room.

The knight jumped over the sofa with one hand and turned on the computer in the living room.

None of them spoke.

But there is an unspeakable tacit understanding between them.

The blue light of the screen flickered in the eyes of the knight, like a cold blue-green gemstone, densely packed with complex codes, and after more than ten minutes, the information of a certain person was accurately locked.

"found it……"

There was a cold smile on the face of the knight, "The account with the identity of "Paster" transferred 100 million ringgits to another bank account at around ten o'clock in the morning, and the transferred account bought an airship an hour later. ferry ticket. "

Kuroro walked over slowly, his eyes as dark as an abyss were fixed on the content on the screen, he raised his hand to cover his lips, and the chaotic thoughts were completely withdrawn by him in an instant.

"destination?"

But there was a dark breath emanating from his bones.

Cold, depressing, creepy.

The knight bent his green eyes and said, "Sky Arena."