Deep sea mermaid head-to-head strategy

The night elf Ferris has a temperament that can distinguish himself from others. He is as stable and quiet as the night, and when he passes through the noisy crowd, it is like a dark night.

Not only Klein, Sweet also noticed him.

Ferris is extremely sensitive to sight. He was keenly aware that someone was looking at him, and his gaze shifted, falling on the blond elf beside Klein.

No, he was not an elf, though he was handsome as an elf.

Ferris did not perceive magical fluctuations in this person.

It seems...not human either.

There are very complicated circuits in his body, and some unknown power is contained in the circuits.

Is it a dragon or a mermaid?

Whatever he is, it cannot be underestimated.

He is very similar to His Majesty Roy, but he is also different - when the two stand in the crowd, the people around them will probably consciously step back to create a vacuum.

His Majesty Roy's prominence is due to the arrogance he has unconsciously cultivated since he was in power since he was a teenager.

And this man, it's hard to see what he's been through.

Compared with His Majesty Roy's irresistible crushing, his aura is cold, elegant, and mysterious, gradually permeating like the air.

When you enter his field at first, you may be flattered by his approachability, but by the time you realize it, your body and mind will be soaked in coldness.

The blond man looked over with heavy eyes, definitely not friendly, as if trying to separate him from head to toe.

Ferris sensed the seeming rejection from it, and guessed the reason for this rejection in his heart, so he didn't hide or evade, and returned back.

Klein didn't notice the eye wrestling between the elf and the mermaid, stood up, and Ferris stopped in front of him, retracted a ray of drifted peripheral vision, and said, "Something happened in the city, I'm late. "

"The dance has just begun, and you came just in time."

Ferris smiled, and reached out to Klein: "Then as an apology, can I ask you to dance?"

Klein skillfully refused: "It's fine to chat, but it's fine to dance."

Ferris is used to Klein's defense like an iron wall, so he didn't care. He gently grabbed Klein's wrist and said, "I found out what you asked me to inquire about before. There is your favorite wine over there. Drink and chat."

Klein hesitated for a moment, then followed his line of sight.

This bit of face must be given, so he nodded, pulled out his wrist calmly, took a step, and left the corner with Ferris.

Ferris is a very guiding and forgiving elf, able to make anyone he talks to feel comfortable if he wants to.

Other than grabbing Klein's wrist at first, he didn't do anything out of the ordinary, and naturally turned the topic to what Klein wanted to hear.

Klein listened attentively, occasionally saying a few words, with a faint smile on his face all the time.

When he was with Sweet, Klein always treated him as a guest, was extremely polite, and always kept a certain distance from him. He had never shown such a relaxed look, probably only when he was on the Pearl a few months ago. , only to show a few traces of real emotion.

Realizing this, Sweet's irritability reached its peak.

Looking at Klein's handsome smile, he moved his hand, and a golden scale on his wrist, which was strung by a bracelet, slipped into his hand.

The edges of the scales were polished and rounded, and the pads of the slender fingers ran over them heavily. After thinking for a long time, he got up and walked out of the banquet hall under the gaze of several people.

As soon as Sweet left, Klein felt the scorching gaze on him disappear.

Without pausing, he continued, "Why is Conrad going to Bugatina?"

Bugatina is on the east side of Denia and is the end point of the Pearl.

Knowing that Conrad was there from Ferris, he asked one more question.

Ferris said: "I heard that he once had a human student. That human student saw a kind of ore in the scattered classics of the Dragon Race. Bugatina is rich in that kind of ore. He made it there. The craftsman who grinds the ore is now quite famous, and many nobles like to buy the accessories he made."

In this way, the earth elf named Conrad doesn't seem to have no feelings for Ino?

"I have asked the caravan to Conrad to bring the news, and it will take about a week to receive a reply, and I will notify you when the time comes," Ferris said.

"Thank you very much for helping me find out his whereabouts."

Ferris: "We are friends, there is no need to be so polite between friends, isn't it?"

Klein nodded with a smile, and clinked glasses with Ferris.

"Do you know that person just now?" Ferris asked after taking a sip of his wine.

"We...have been neighbors for a while."

The hesitation between Klein's words and the way the man looked at him are by no means defined by such an estranged relationship with neighbors.

At least, that man had other thoughts about Klein.

Thinking of this, Ferris asked: "I asked you about the last time, did you change your mind?"

"...?"

After thinking about it, Klein understood what Ferris meant by "what happened last time".

——The last time I came to the Toust Kingdom, Ferris asked him if he was willing to associate with him. After being declined, he said that he could return to the position of a friend. If Klein changed his mind, he could come to him at any time.

Sweet's pursuit brought too much impact. Recently, when he was staying at ports in various countries, there were still many people who showed kindness to Klein, but no one could cause waves in his heart. Those long-standing memories were also forgotten by him. up.

After being reminded by Ferris, Klein smiled wryly and said, "You know, I have no plans in this regard."

Ferris was silent for a while—when Klein sat with that man, the atmosphere was obviously different from when he got along with other people.

He has always been measured and didn't ask any further questions. He just said, "It doesn't matter. We are still friends. If you and your crew are in trouble during your stay in the Toust Kingdom, you can come to me."

That being said, except for helping Eno find Conrad, Klein doesn't plan to bother Ferris anymore unless necessary.

He clinked glasses with Ferris again, and when his lips touched the rim of the cup, he was a little absent-minded, opened slightly, and took a sip of sweet and sweet wine.

Klein didn't stay till the end. When Ino got tired from playing, he said goodbye to Ferris and took him out of the banquet hall.

On the way back, Eno enthusiastically showed off his new friends to Klein, chatting non-stop.

Klein leaned in the carriage and listened to each other. He knew that Eno often vented his tension by making noise and crying.

Gradually, Yinuo's words became less dense. He swallowed his saliva, wrung his hands together, kept rubbing them, and asked, "Well, you...do you have any news about Conrad?"

Only then did Klein tell Eno the news he got from Ferris in an orderly manner.

When Eno learned that Conrad was working as an ore craftsman in Bugatina, he was stunned for a while, his eyes suddenly turned red, fearing that Klein would laugh at him, he turned his face to the wall of the car in embarrassment, sniffed, and said in a nasty voice: "He Didn’t you say that kind of stone is ugly!”

Klein smiled, but didn't poke it.

Until the carriage stopped at the hotel where they were staying, Yinuo didn't speak except for sniffing occasionally, and he was completely different from his noisy appearance just now.

When going up the stairs, Yinuo whispered, "Thank you."

Klein: "No need. Just be honest and don't cause trouble for me these few days."

Yinuo: "..." Can you speak human language?

Eno said nothing, and followed Klein upstairs.

His room was opposite Klein's room. As soon as he entered the corridor on the second floor, he saw a blond man leaning against the wall.

The man seemed very tired. He closed his eyes and rubbed his forehead with his hands. When he heard the voice, he withdrew his hands and turned his head to look over.

He was tall, dressed in elf clothing, and had blue eyes that were clear and cold.

Yinuo felt familiar, and searched in his mind. One night, the "Giant Snake" hanging above the sea flashed in front of his eyes, and he suddenly turned his head to look at Klein as if struck by lightning.

Klein paused for half a second when he saw the man, and then urged him nonchalantly: "Go back and rest."

Thinking of the last time, Ino felt terrified, and wished he could hide in the room quickly, move to the other side, use Klein's body as a cover, stick to the wall and walk to the door of his room, opened the door and got in, someone was chasing him from behind Like, slammed the door shut.

Sweet glanced at the door that had just closed, retracted her long legs and stood up straight, facing Klein, said, "I thought you would be back very late."

"..."

Klein put his hand on the doorknob, thought for a while, withdrew his hand, and asked, "What do you want?"

"There's something I've always wanted to give you. There are too many people at the ball, and I'm worried that you will find it inconvenient."

Sweet said, taking off a string of bracelets from his wrist.

The style of the bracelet was very similar to the one he gave Sweet seven years ago, except that the middle pearl was replaced by a round golden scale.

Needless to say the source of the scales.

"Put this on, and no sea tribe will dare to approach it at sea." Sweet wanted to hold Klein's wrist to help him put it on.

Klein dodged sideways before he touched him, and said politely, "Thank you, but I don't wear these things, you can give them to others."

"..."

"Anything else?"

"..."

Klein simply stopped asking. He pressed the doorknob and was about to push the door open, but someone grabbed his hand from behind, and the breath of cold mist enveloped him.

Sweet stuffed the bracelet into Klein's pocket. Klein turned around suddenly, withdrew his hand, and looked at him with condensed eyes. He was about to take out the bracelet and return it, when Sweet said with downcast eyes: "I will pursue you again."

"...?"

"In a way you can accept."

"..." Klein was at a loss for words, and after a while, he said complicatedly: "I thought the matter between us was over."

"I don't want it to end."

"It doesn't seem like you can change it unilaterally."

"Neither can you."

"..."

"Klein," Sweet called his name in a low voice, with a gentle and affectionate tone.

He approached slowly, his broad shoulders came up, and the frosty breath rushed to his face, squeezing the air to the side.

Klein couldn't help holding his breath, subconsciously took half a step back, and pressed his back against the door.

The next second, he heard a click, and the door panel behind him suddenly moved back, and he almost lost his balance.

Fortunately, Sweet held his arm quickly, let him go as soon as he stood still, and whispered: "Good night." Then he retreated to the corridor, and the ambiguous atmosphere disappeared in an instant.

Klein's heart was in turmoil, he hesitated to speak: "..."

It was already his limit to vent his emotions through anger like last time. Facing Sweet, he couldn't think of more harsh words.

As Sweet said, neither of them can unilaterally change the other's mind.

He cannot control others, but he can control his own mind.

If Sweet must pursue him, all he has to do is refuse until, until Sweet gives up.

Now that there is no need to maintain the superficial peace, Klein simply ignored his greetings, stepped back into the room, closed the door from the inside, and cut off his sight almost coldly.

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