Laughing, the host always wants to escape

Sals waved his hand, and the waves that imprisoned Tangcuo suddenly disappeared, and Tangcuo fell to the ground. "Tell me, Pal, what is your wish?"

"Great king, my wish is that you can spare this human's life." Pal bowed his head devoutly.

"Pal, how can you use the king's wish to protect a human?"

"Have you been brainwashed by humans?"

"Yeah, have you forgotten how you got the injuries?"

"Quiet." The solemn voice struck at their noise. The mermaid who had been complaining about the injustice suddenly became quiet and looked at Sals silently.

"I granted your wish." Sals's lips curled up with a wicked smile.

"Thank you very much, my king." Pal nodded slightly and turned his gaze to Tangcuo.

With just one glance, Tang Cuo was surprised to find that Pal's eyes seemed more gorgeous than before. Fortunately, he had kept some reserves for himself at that time, otherwise he would have died here today.

Sals lifted his chin in the air and said lazily, "Human, although Pal has preserved your life, I have not agreed that you can leave."

At this point, he changed the subject and said, "From today on, you must always remember my name. My name is Sals - I am your master from now on."

"Owner?"

"You have no right to refuse my orders. When I get tired of playing this game, I will send you back to land. However, if you dare to violate my authority during this period, you must be prepared to be buried in the sea."

Sals curled his lips and said, "Person, take him to my bedroom."

"Yes, my king." The mermaid with a pink fish tail easily lifted Tangcuo from the ground and walked towards Sals's bedroom.

[Attacker No. 0 Sals's favorability value: , please keep up the good work, host.]

"Vocal, 0, huh? That's not right, 0. Why should I be so excited?" Tang Cuo held his forehead and pulled the corner of his mouth helplessly.

"Pah." He was still thinking about the system dialogue and was thrown to the ground without any preparation. Tang Cuo stood up, rubbed his sore butt, and raised his middle finger to the mermaid... emmmmm...

Then, he began to search everywhere in the room. Tangcuo looked at the colorful small lanterns made of shells on the window and couldn't help but touch them with his hands.

Suddenly, the lantern became several times larger, and the light it emitted became brighter.

"Is it fun?" A low and hoarse voice came over.

Tangcuo didn't care and nodded, "It's fun."

As a short period of time passed, he suddenly turned around and looked at the chair beside him.

Sals was looking at him with great interest. The huge visual impact made him fall to the ground without any preparation, and a few tears fell unconsciously from the corners of his eyes.

Sals urged the surrounding water ripples and deposited the two tears in his hands. He blew on his palms, hooked his fingers, and hooked Tangcuo in front of him.

"Why are you crying? It's as if I bullied you." Sals said frivolously, "Your neck is so thin, it seems like I can bite it off in one bite."

The bloodstains from the scratches on his skin were still there. Sals gently stroked his neck, and the cold touch made Tangcuo shiver.

This tiny movement made Sals a little unhappy, "Human, are you resisting me?"

"No..." Tangcuo lowered his head, looking pitiful.

"Human, since you have become my slave, you cannot resist my touch. You cannot bear the king's punishment." Sals narrowed his eyes and stroked his back with his fingers.

He seemed to enjoy seeing Tang Cuo's panicked expression.

"Alright." Sals threw Tangcuo aside and said, "Human, stay here. I want to see you when I come back."

"My name is Tangcuo."

"Huh?" Sals looked at him puzzled.

"My name is Tang Cuo, not human." Tang Cuo pursed his lips, a gleam in his eyes.

[Attacker No. 5 Sals’s favorability value %]

"Only valuable things are worth remembering." Sals said in a hoarse voice, raised his head with a hint of arrogance, turned and left the bedroom, leaving Tangcuo alone.

"System, he seems to like playing tricks on me?" Tang Cuo looked at his back, feeling helpless.

[Mermaids are born to be competitive. Only the winners are worthy of having territory and followers, and the mermaid king enjoys the feeling of submission more than other mermaids.]

"So he thought I was disobeying him just now?" Tang Cuo was a little unbelievable.

[That may be the case, host.]

"That's really difficult?" Tang Cuo said, sitting casually on the floor beside him.

evening.

Sals returned to the bedroom again and saw Tangcuo sleeping on the ground. He came up with an idea to tease him.

He raised his hand and drew a huge bubble in the air, and then put Tang Cuo into it. Because the bubble itself had buoyancy, it naturally carried him suspended in the air.

Sals looked at the scene with great interest, waved his fingers, and the bubbles formed by the water ripples began to heat up rapidly.

As the temperature rose, Tang Cuo's cheeks flushed unusually and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead. He slowly opened his eyes.

Looking at his body hanging in the air, he waved his arms in panic, and then was shocked to find that he was actually put into a bubble.

He looked at the mermaid in front of him with a rather resentful look, and turned his eyes away angrily.

Sals looked at his expression and waved his hand. The bubble wrapped around him instantly shattered and Tangcuo fell to the ground.

"Human, come here and give me a leg massage." Sals put the fish tail in front of him.

"Mass your legs? Where do you have legs?" Tang Cuo half turned sideways without moving.

Suddenly, a suction force sucked him directly to the tail of Sals. The pressure made Tangcuo half sit on the ground. "Human, you have no right to doubt or refuse."

Sals' voice was pleasant, yet it carried an inviolable majesty that made Tangcuo shudder.

In desperation, Tangcuo had to raise his little fist and beat him on the fish tail.

[Target's favorability: 10%]

"Hmm?" Tangcuo's heart was full of question marks.

It's upgraded now? Huh?

My king, please allow me to massage your legs every day from now on.

At the same time, at the edge of the vast Mandragora Sea, a figure was swimming desperately towards the surrounding islands.

He was wearing a buoyancy swimsuit to prevent his body from sinking too much. His already sparse hair was wet by the sea water and hung down above his forehead, making him look extremely disheveled.

Professor Mo looked back at the calm Mandragora Sea, clenched his teeth tightly, and continued to swim forward.

In front, a huge ship was sailing towards the sea on the right. Professor Mo's eyes were shining and he shouted loudly to the people on the ship.