Transmigrating into the only holy female in the interstellar world, the orcs who have no descendants

Caiyu stared at Rein and Lilma, her beautiful eyes darting around. Suddenly, as if she had discovered something new, she leaned close to Rosie's ear and spoke with a hint of uncontrollable excitement, "Sister Rosie, look! You and His Highness Rein are wearing matching outfits!"

After she said this, Rosie belatedly glanced down at her dress. Woven from silvery-white dragon-scale silk, it shimmered faintly in the seawater, light and flowing, accentuating her already fair skin with even greater delicacy. And on Laing… Rosie's gaze drifted unconsciously to Laing. His dress was the same material and color as hers.

This dress was originally given to her by Lain...

A strange feeling welled up in Luo Xi's heart, as if she was gently tickled by a feather, itchy, but also with a hint of indescribable sweetness.

"Your Highness Rein, do you want to dance too?" Lilma's voice suddenly rang out, like a stone thrown into a calm lake, stirring up ripples and breaking the delicate atmosphere.

He looked at Laing with a look of obvious provocation in his eyes and a playful smile on his lips, as if questioning Laing's eligibility to participate in this courtship dance, or mocking his presumption.

Rosie's heart skipped a beat, and her hands unconsciously clenched the hem of her skirt. She glanced at Laing nervously, her eyes filled with worry. Could his body... handle this kind of activity? Rosie knew full well that normally, Laing would cough and gasp, his face frighteningly pale, even if he took a few more steps.

Laing's expression changed slightly, his already pale face now turning even more pale. He pursed his lips slightly, as if considering how to respond.

After a moment, he slowly said: "I am also an unmarried male, can't I jump?" Although his voice was soft, it was firm and unquestionable, like a seemingly weak plant with incomparable tenacious vitality.

His eyes were clear and bright as he looked straight at Lilma without any hesitation.

Lilma's smile froze for a moment, then returned to normal. A hint of barely perceptible contempt lingered in his tone, "Of course, I just don't know if His Highness Rein's delicate body can handle it."

Rein ignored his taunts and simply flicked his tail before swimming toward the center of the dance floor. His movements were graceful and light, like a feather drifting in the water or a wisp of smoke rising in the air.

He began to dance. His long, seaweed-blue hair swayed in the water, like flowing blue silk or a smudge of blue ink, breathtakingly beautiful. He twirled gently, his blue tail drawing graceful arcs in the water, like a blooming blue lotus or a bright moon, emitting a soft glow.

Every movement was imbued with poetry, every look radiant with affection. His dance seemed to recount an ancient and beautiful legend, or to depict a dreamy and enchanting painting. His face loomed in the water, his eyes, bluer than the sea itself, seemed filled with a sea of ​​stars, gleaming with an enchanting light. His long eyelashes trembled slightly, like butterfly wings, gently fluttering, stirring everyone's heartstrings.

Everyone fell silent, their eyes following his figure closely, afraid to miss any details. They held their breath, unwilling to make any sound, for fear of disturbing this rare beauty.

They were mesmerized, as if in a beautiful dream, unwilling to wake up. Even Caiyu, usually the most lively and active, was now as quiet as a well-behaved kitten, staring at Lain without blinking, afraid to miss any wonderful moment.

However, Orlando, sitting on the throne, had an unusually grave expression. He stared intently at Laing, a flicker of worry in his eyes. He then glanced at Rosie calmly, his gaze complex and unreadable.

Seeing how devotedly Rein danced, Princess Caiyu began to wonder. She leaned over to Rosie's ear and whispered, "Sister Rosie, His Highness Rein isn't in good health on a normal day... Is it really okay for him to dance like this?"

She remembered that His Highness Rein was out of breath even when walking, let alone such an intense dance.

Rosie also felt something was wrong. She frowned slightly and looked at Ryan.

Suddenly, Princess Caiyu's gaze fell on Luo Xi's slender wrist. There, wrapped around it was something like a small red string, swaying gently in the seawater, emitting a faint red light.

Her eyes widened and she exclaimed, "Ah! This is a blood eel! Sister, how did you get this? I heard that this thing disappeared a long time ago!"

Luo Xi gently stroked the blood shadow eel on her wrist. The little creature, which looked like a small red snake, nudged her wrist with its head. She smiled and said, "This was given to me by His Highness Rein."

Princess Caiyu was even more surprised. "Although the Blood Shadow Eel isn't the strongest, it's extremely rare and precious, and it's very human-like, so it's a very popular pet. Many males, in pursuit of their desired females, will try every possible means to obtain a Blood Shadow Eel as a gift!"

Rhine's dance moves are like a god descending to earth, and every movement is filled with indescribable beauty and power.

His body spun lightly in the water, and his blue fish tail drew graceful arcs, like a blooming blue lotus, or a bright moon, emitting soft light.

The seaweed-like long hair fluttered in the water, like flowing blue silk, or like smudged blue ink, breathtakingly beautiful.

Every movement of his is full of poetry, and every look is full of affection.

His dancing posture seemed to be telling an ancient and beautiful legend, or depicting a dreamy and blurry picture.

The long eyelashes trembled slightly, like butterfly wings, fluttering gently, stirring everyone's heartstrings.

Every movement of this dance is full of indescribable beauty and power, which makes people intoxicated.

The females on and off the platform were all fascinated by the sight.

A female dressed in gorgeous clothes took the lead and threw a pearl shining with colorful light to Rhine. The pearl drew a graceful arc in the water and landed precisely at Rhine's feet.

Then, as if a fuse had been lit, the females on and off the platform followed suit and threw their treasured gifts towards Rhine.

For a moment, gifts of various colors fell like raindrops, reflecting colorful light in the water, which was beautiful beyond words.

Presents soon piled up below Lain, and he had to swim upwards to avoid these enthusiastic gifts.

However, the gifts increased in number and soon piled up into a small hill. Rein could only continue his dance on this hill of gifts. Every turn and every jump became more dazzling.

In contrast, Lilma had only a few gifts around him, which was in stark contrast to the grand occasion on Rhine's side.

It’s clear who wins and who loses.

Lilma's face was gloomy, like the sea before a storm.

He clenched his teeth, and the friction between them made a slight sound, like a wild beast growling.

His hands were clenched into fists, his knuckles turning white from the force, and his nails dug deep into his palms, almost piercing his skin.

If it were someone else, he would have rushed forward and ruthlessly interrupted this annoying dance.

But it was Rhine, the sickly boy who was protected under the wings of Poseidon Orlando.

He didn't dare to act rashly and could only stand aside with a gloomy face like a trapped beast, letting the anger churn in his chest.

He was mad with jealousy, but he was powerless to do anything. He could only watch Laing shine on the stage and enjoy everyone's attention.

This feeling is more painful than killing him directly.

At this moment, the previously silent Sea King Orlando suddenly spoke. His voice was deep and commanding, like the undercurrent surging in the deep sea, carrying an undeniable force. Every syllable was like a hammer, hammering down on the hearts of everyone present: "Who will Your Excellency the Saint give this gift to?"

Luo Xi's heart suddenly shrank, as if it was tightly grasped by an invisible big hand, almost suffocating her.

Facing Poseidon's questioning, Rosie took a deep breath and forced herself to calm down. She opened her mouth and said frankly, "I didn't prepare any gifts."

As soon as he finished speaking, Orlando's eyes instantly turned cold, like two sharp ice knives, piercing Luo Xi. The chill contained in his gaze seemed to freeze the surrounding seawater into ice. His majestic voice rang out again, each word as if it was fished out of an ice cellar, carrying a biting chill: "We have so many outstanding males in the Atlantis Empire, and you don't even notice a single one of the Holy Females?"

Facing the Sea King's relentless pressure, Rosie met his gaze without flinching. Her eyes were clear and resolute, and her tone was calm yet carried an undeniable power: "I already have a partner I like, and I don't want to look for another one for the time being."

"What if," Orlando said slowly, each word squeezed out from between his teeth, carrying a suffocating sense of oppression, "I must make you choose?"

As he spoke, a powerful pressure descended like a mountain, making everyone present breathless. This pressure was directed at Rosie, holding her firmly in place like a physical object, leaving her unable to move. Rosie felt her bones creaking, as if they would be crushed by this terrifying force in an instant.

Orlando is a ninth-level warrior. Even if he only releases half of his pressure, Rosie cannot withstand it.

Luo Xi felt as if an invisible hand was strangling her throat, and breathing became difficult. Her forehead was covered with fine cold sweat, and her clothes on the back were also soaked with sweat. She couldn't help but complain in her heart: It's a good thing that this Sea King doesn't have a partner, otherwise he would definitely be a domestic abuser!

Just as Rosie was racking her brains to think of how to respond, Orlando nodded slightly to the guard behind him. The guard immediately understood and swam towards Rosie with a tray.

"I have prepared the gift for you. It is up to the Saint to choose who to do." There was a hint of irresistibility in Orlando's words.

Rosie's eyes fell on the tray, and a chill surged in her heart. She clenched her fists tightly, her nails digging deep into her palms, causing bursts of stinging pain.

She sneered in her heart: I don’t want your so-called freedom at all!

Rosie was weighing the pros and cons in her mind, thinking about how to tactfully respond to Poseidon's inquiry.

She didn't want to confront this majestic ruler head-on, as that would be like hitting a rock with an egg.

At this dilemma, a burst of exclamation suddenly broke out from the crowd, breaking the suffocating silence.

Rosie's heart skipped a beat and her eyes quickly turned to the source of the sound.

She saw that Rhine, who was dancing gracefully in the water, suddenly froze, with a trace of bright red blood flowing from the corner of his mouth.

The red color looks particularly dazzling and shocking in the blue sea.

Rosie's heart instantly rose to her throat. She didn't care about anything else and immediately swam towards Rhine.

At the same time, several mermaids quickly gathered around, their faces full of concern.

Laing tremblingly took out an exquisite medicine box from his arms, opened it, and took out a pill from it.

Rosie's eyes fell on the medicine box, and she keenly discovered that the blue pill that had been lying quietly in the medicine box had disappeared.

Did Lain eat it?

What does the medicine do?

At this moment, the blood eel on her wrist seemed to sense something and twisted uneasily.

Rosie lowered her eyes and fixed her gaze there.

I saw a drop of bright red blood suddenly suspended in the water, like a crystal clear ruby.

Then, like a shark that smelled blood, the blood eel suddenly opened its mouth full of fine teeth and swallowed the blood bead in one gulp.

Rosie's heart suddenly sank.

This blood eel can actually suck blood?

Her heart was in turmoil, but she remained expressionless and tried her best to remain calm.

At this time, Lain seemed to have recovered a little from his previous weakness.

He was breathing softly, his face still pale, but his eyes were clearer than before.

The majestic voice of the Sea King echoed in the water, questioning with an unquestionable tone: "Have you taken the 'hormone'?"

Lain's lips trembled slightly. He avoided the Poseidon's gaze and nodded slightly.

Poseidon's brows knitted together, forming a deep "chuan" character. He looked at Laing, his eyes filled with pain and confusion: "Tell me, why did you do this?"

Laing was silent.

He lowered his eyes, and his long eyelashes cast a shadow on his eyelids, hiding the emotions in his eyes.

There was silence all around, with only the sound of the water flowing gently.

Time seemed to freeze at this moment, and everyone's eyes were focused on Laing, waiting for his answer.

Finally, he spoke, his eyes sweeping in Luo Xi's direction without a trace. His voice was as light as a feather, but with a hint of determination: "I don't want to... be a useless person forever."