Collapse Iron: After watching the simulation, they all turned to the dark side.

“He’s a good fish,” Heather said.

"Unfortunately, he is not a siren. To be precise, he seems to not belong to this world. Crydella said that she seems to have discovered a loophole in the law, which is about him. It is marked that he is a stowaway."

Immediately, Heather's pupils contracted sharply, as if she couldn't recover from the news.

"My original intention was for you to bind him with some kind of special connection, but unfortunately, it seems that you have failed."

Wang waved his hand, interrupting Heather.

“He is a variable. Only the bond of blood can draw him into our camp and ensure that he has no ulterior motives. Even if he does, at least he won’t harm our Siren clan. If not, then kill him. Use the bond between you and him. I can see through people’s hearts. He is kind and won’t lay a hand on you.”

Heather could not accept it, and her fingernails dug deep into her flesh.

"He saved so many sea monsters!!!! So many!!! He's never done anything outrageous, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say he's devoted himself to our race!!! Why treat him like this?!"

As if he had anticipated Hathaway's reaction, the king's voice remained calm and powerful.

“Because this is the king’s destiny! Hathaway, we cannot let our personal emotions affect the fate of the entire tribe. But you don’t need to rush, you still have a chance to bring him into our camp.”

Once you have offspring, I can give you my complete trust. Time is running out. After that, I will train you to be a qualified king.

"You can take him down by any means necessary."

"Force, emotion, anything is fine."

"I understand." Heather's tone was somewhat bitter; she wanted to cry, but no sound came out.

Since the outcome cannot be changed, then let me become a siren king whose power surpasses his own.

That way, he won't have to die, and he can stay by my side forever...

"My Lord God..." she murmured, a word she hadn't uttered in a long time.

What is buried deep in your heart?

"Haisein has begun her training."

"Her golden bloodline was fully activated in the king's palm, and a colossal ocean whale materialized behind her."

"The cold blade in my hand gradually became a weapon for slaughtering the creations of the Black Tide."

"She gradually lost her smile."

"Like a puppet."

"Watching the sirens fall like a tide, watching the sirens fill the void like a tide."

"She finally understood what the king meant. She was the king, not an isolated individual, and could not be so willful."

"The name of the Siren Princess is becoming more and more famous."

"Finally, one day, the Queen ended the festivities and went to the front lines to see Hathaway, who had become a proper princess."

"Give me three years to take him down. You can leave things here to me for now."

"Yes, Your Majesty..."

The girl remained silent, opened her suitcase, and took out the clean and undamaged long dress.

On this day, Hazel carefully groomed herself and, following the path of her memory, went to the abode of that deity.

Chapter 67 Empty Nest Laborers

"Following her memories, Hazel followed the ocean currents back to the place of her birth in her memories."

"Unexpectedly, there wasn't a single person here, or rather, not a single siren."

"That shouldn't be the case. Shouldn't there be wounded people here at all times?"

"The simplest way to find the answer is to witness it with your own eyes."

She reached out her lotus-root-like arms, covered in fish scales, and pushed open the mottled iron gate, which was already stained with green rust.

The deity who resembled a succubus was quietly reading a book. As if sensing Heather's arrival, he turned his head.

"Haisen, what brings you here?"

"Teacher, why are there no wounded people here?"

"Wang said she brought many doctors from Ohma, so she gave me a three-year leave. I was a little surprised, but reading more medical books might be helpful for the future."

But the word "three years" pierced Hazel's heart like a needle, because the time limit the king had given her was also three years, which was indeed not a happy number...

Of course, Haiseyin didn't want to disappoint her teacher. If Lu Qing knew that she wasn't trusted, she would definitely be sad. She would only tell the truth if there was no other way.

Therefore, I will first use my own methods to win over my teacher.

"What are you thinking about? Why aren't you saying anything, Heather?" Lu Qing subconsciously wanted to lift the strands of hair that were slightly covering Heather's eyes, but suddenly remembered that the other party was no longer a child, so he had to reluctantly withdraw his hand.

After a slight pause, Haiseyin suddenly smiled, her exquisitely beautiful face suddenly moving closer, taking the initiative to touch Lu Qing's hand.

"Why did you suddenly stop flirting? You used to help me with my hair when I was little."

It's just flipping my hair, not flirting with her, it's nothing serious.

As Lu Qing thought to herself, she casually lifted a strand of light chestnut hair.

"After all, Heather is a grown woman, she can't be so reckless." Lu Qing stretched lazily.

"But I was willing to do it anyway."

Lu Qing didn't dare look into Heather's eyes. Sirens were always sincere, and he knew without a doubt that she was staring intently into his eyes.

In an instant, Lu Qing felt as gloomy as a little bamboo rat in a sewer.

[Fireworks: A lewd man? Just like Estella.]

[Aista: I'm like a rat in the sewers, silently spying on other people's happiness.]

[Fireworks: By the way, @Ruanmei, @Heita, aren't you worried about Heather's strategy for winning over Lao Qing?]

[Ruan Mei: If being anxious would have helped, I would have been anxious long ago.]

[Black Tower: I don't really want to play the role of an incompetent wife.]

[Aista: Don't Q!!!]

After Lu Qing brushed a strand of Heather's hair aside, he suddenly remembered a joke and felt it was necessary to share a bit of laughter.

"Heather, I want to tell you a joke."

"My teacher, what's the joke?"

Lu Qing then remembered that the sea monster clan had never used the term "joke".

"Let me think about it." Lu Qing decided to give an example first.

Do you know why you let the blade swim a circle when you're smoking Heather?

"Why...why...did you hit me?"

"I'm not going to hit you, because I have plenty of time to spare."

However, after saying that, Lu Qing realized that she probably didn't know Ren, so she could only give an awkward laugh.

[Silver Wolf: Well said. Don't say that again. By the way, Blade asked me to send this message.]

Well, considering that Heather still couldn't understand, Lu Qing decided to be direct.

"When couples are resting at night, the man often asks the woman to put her hair up. Isn't that just flipping her hair?"

Okay... Seeing Heather's blank expression, Lu Qing waved his hand.

"It's just that I haven't talked to anyone in a long time. If you don't like it, I won't say these strange things."

Heather didn't refute, but spoke softly, "I didn't say I didn't like it. Although I still can't understand many of your words, listening to your voice makes me feel inexplicably at ease."

"Are you at peace with yourself? So why do you feel uneasy?" Lu Qing asked, puzzled.

"Because there is no hope. The king once promised us a feast that would never end, but now the feast has vanished, like a bubble in the water, disappearing with the ripples."

"Is that so?" Lu Qing didn't know how to comfort her, so he was forced to change the subject.

"So, you still haven't told me why I came here."

"Can I choose to keep it a secret?" Heather tilted her head slightly, her tone conveying a sense of certainty despite being a question.

"Of course, that's your prerogative." Lu Qing didn't care; he had only asked out of curiosity, and whether he got an answer or not was not important.

Lu Qing was happy to see his old friend return. He turned and went to the inner room to take out a jar of his treasured cookies.

"Teacher, do you still remember my hobbies?"

"It's only been ten years, how could I not remember what you liked to eat?"

But as Lu Qing uttered the word "talent," something suddenly occurred to him.

I gave a helpless smile. Oh dear, my dead memories are attacking me again.

[Fireflies: A Meteor Shower Thirty Years Later - A Record of Famous Scenes]

[Firefly: The target is the Black Tower.]

[Black Tower: Hey, are you being rude?]

However, when Lu Qing took out the cookies, she found that they had become soggy and didn't taste good because they had been soaked in water for a long time.

"Heather, these cookies are inedible, they've gone bad."

Lu Qing was at a loss. He had never had the habit of eating this kind of thing, and after Heather left, he never made cookies again.

Heather, however, gave an irrelevant answer:

"So, my teacher no longer has the habit of avoiding ocean currents?"

"Serpents are meant to live in ocean currents, aren't they?"

Does he mean he already considers himself part of the siren?

This is how Hazel understands it.

Of course, there were some things she couldn't say outright, so she simply took the slightly soggy cookie.

"Perhaps, mushy cookies don't taste very good."

“But as long as I’m here, it’s not expired.” She then put the cookie in her mouth and chewed.

Lu Qing shook his head with a smile: "He really does spout strange, incomprehensible words. I wonder who he learned them from."

"Teacher, by the way, didn't you notice the change in me today?"

Lu Qing froze on the spot. This felt just like the time in his memory when the Black Tower showed him two almost identical pictures and asked him which one looked better. If he answered wrong, his salary would be deducted.

[Ruan Mei: Is that so? What was A Qing's response?]

[Black Tower: You dare call me Ah Qing?]

[Black Tower!] He checked the resolution of the two photos and chose the one with the higher resolution.

[Fireworks: Lu Qing is still too well-rounded.]

"Maybe... you've grown into a young woman?" Lu Qing glanced uncertainly at the white skin of Xue Nai that was about to burst forth.

Then Heather puffed out one cheek, hummed softly, and went into the inner room.

Is being unreasonable a skill that girls are born with?

How would I know if you're different? Could it be that you changed your clothes today?

Is this something to be praised for?

impossible! Absolutely impossible! ! !

Chapter 68, Year One, is titled "Companionship"

"Wow, Heather looks so beautiful today."

Looking at her lips that were uncontrollably turning up slightly, Lu Qing unconsciously wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

I actually guessed right.

He seemed to recall that the blue shimmering gown was something he had commissioned from Aglaia at great expense.

It's still brand new, so it must be very well preserved.