Quick Wear: Reversing Life

Chapter 284 The Imprisoned Mermaid (3)

The little mermaid was very quiet while eating. She chewed the fish meat obediently with her mouth, and she ate the fishy sea fish with relish.

"I am full?"

"Then it's time to check your learning results."

Reg put down the dagger he was using to cut flesh, reached out and clamped her neck, feeling the cold and slippery scales under his palm.

"Call my name."

Molly frowned and struggled, and Reg squeezed her hard and repeated it again.

Still didn't say anything.

"You won't tell me? Or you just can't?"

Reg reached out his other hand and pressed the pad of his thumb to Molly's lower lip.

Molly opened her mouth to bite him.

What a fiery fish.

The two men were in a stalemate, and Reg snorted coldly.

"Stupid fish."

Suddenly, a loud bird song was heard outside the window.

Reg stood up and walked out of the window. Soon a huge eagle flew to the wooden railing outside the deck.

It shook its broad wings, and its feathers took on a metallic luster under the sunlight. Its pair of amber eagle eyes quickly locked onto Molly in the house.

Reg fed it all the leftover sea fish that Molly had eaten.

"Tell me, what good news did you bring back?"

Seeing it staring at Molly in the house, Reg sneered: "That fish is not your food."

The eagle understood what its master said and quickly looked away.

...

As night fell, the candles on the candlesticks in the room were lit, and the orange-red candlelight shone on Reg, which weakened his ferocious temperament a little.

He had showered and changed into a loose shirt with a slightly open collar, revealing his plump and firm honey-colored chest.

Seeing him walking towards her, Molly instantly became alert.

Seeing the fins flaring on the little mermaid's ears, Reg narrowed his eyes, reflecting a scrutinizing gaze.

"What are you nervous about?"

Reg was out of the bedroom all night last night, probably going to direct the response to the storm.

But today the sea was calm, so Reg naturally wanted to rest in his captain's bedroom.

"I heard that mermaids' songs are so beautiful and can even hypnotize people."

Reg stood in the gap between the bed and the water tank, leaning over to look at Molly with a teasing and probing look in his eyes.

"If you don't want to spit out pearls, it won't be hard to sing a song, right?"

Molly's face remained expressionless.

The mermaid's song does have a bewitching effect, but tonight is not a good time.

She couldn't even walk from the water tank to the bedroom door, let alone go downstairs to the first-floor deck and jump into the water.

What's more, if she really started singing now, Reg would definitely know that she could understand what people said.

Seeing that Molly was indifferent, it seemed that she didn't understand.

Reg found it boring.

A mermaid who can't understand human language and can't speak is no different from a kitten or a puppy.

But compared to ordinary pets, mermaids are naturally more precious than kittens and puppies.

Reg's eyes fell on the fish tail below her.

Under the dim light, the mineral blue fish tail, which originally glowed with a faint light, became a little fluorescent green, gradually extending from the waist downwards, and the color changed from light to dark.

Each fish scale looks like a carefully polished gem, the tail fin is wide and transparent, and the fish bones on the edge are faintly silver.

Mysterious and profound.

Stupid or not, Reg couldn't deny that when he saw her for the first time, he recalled the waves in his heart when he first saw the sea as a child.

It was the most beautiful creature he had ever seen.

Reg reached out to touch the scales again, but Molly felt as if she was facing a great enemy when she saw his action.

As he twisted his body to avoid the attack, the scales scratched Reg's fingers, and blood instantly gushed out, the red color dissolving in the water.

In just two days, he was injured three times.

Reg didn't expect the mermaid's scales to be so sharp.

He snorted a laugh. "What a bad temper."

Beautiful things are indeed full of thorns.

"That's really not good at all."

A great desire to conquer suddenly arose in Reg's heart.

Just like conquering the sea.

No creature is more difficult to tame than the sea.

Looking at the hostility in the little mermaid Sapphire's eyes, Reg curled the corners of his mouth.

...

Molly kept her eyes open, always alert to the bulge in the bed.

Mermaids sleep in stages and do not need as long sleep periods as humans.

Moreover, night is a good time for mermaids to hunt.

Molly stared at Reg while thinking about the condition of the hull she had seen during the day.

There are two flights of stairs from the second floor to the first floor. Going down the stairs is the first deck, and then walking five steps will take you to the edge of the hull.

The seemingly short distance is like an insurmountable chasm for the mermaid with fragile legs.

Besides, he had to avoid Reg and who knows how many patrolling sailors there were.

Faced with so many difficulties, returning to the sea is as difficult as climbing to the sky.

It was even more impossible for Reg to let her go on his own initiative.

Looking at the gold, silver and treasures in this room, you can tell that his hobby, besides conquering the sea, is collecting rare treasures from all over the world.

Molly had a feeling that even if she died, Reg would not throw her body back into the sea.

As far as I remember, the original owner was still two months away from reaching maturity.

Molly planned to lie dormant quietly for a month, relax Reg's vigilance, and find a good opportunity to confuse the crew and get them to help her return to the sea.

As long as she could jump into the water, there would be no second chance of being caught.

...

Molly thought about it until the second half of the night, and when she saw that Reg was already fast asleep, she closed her eyes and rested.

Fortunately, I had a good night.

As soon as the sky turned blue, Reg opened his eyes.

He turned his head and looked at the mermaid in the tank first.

Seeing that Molly was curled up in the water tank with her back to him and not moving, Reg stood up quickly, picked up the long Juster coat beside him and put it on.

As soon as he approached the water tank, he saw the mermaid in the water open her eyes, her eyes as alert as ever, staring at him coldly.

Reg curled his lips and walked out the door.

On the deck below, the crew had already started preparing breakfast, and the aroma of stewed beans and fish wafted from the kitchen.

Seeing Reg coming down, the sailors greeted the captain one after another.

The first officer came out of the kitchen holding a glass of wine. When he saw Reg, he walked up and handed the glass to Reg.

"My lord, how is the mermaid?"

Reg glanced at him, and after a moment he slowly said, "Odin brought news yesterday that an English merchant ship's route will overlap with ours in three days."

The first officer immediately understood: "I'll have the guys get ready."

"Tell the lookout to keep an eye out for the next few days. It's a big shipment."

"As you command! Sir!"

Hearing that it was a large cargo, the second-in-command rubbed his hands excitedly.

He turned and walked into the cabin, shouting to the dozen or so sailors, "Rookies! Cheer up! A tough battle is about to begin!"

"Sharpen all your machetes, grappling hooks, and axes! Do you understand?"

The sailors became excited and started preparing their weapons after breakfast.

The first officer went into the basement, found the box containing the English flag, and carried it onto the deck.