Zongman, the history of a devil's rise

Vitan raised his eyebrows, first pointed at the biscuits he had placed on the reef, and then pointed at the biscuits only a few steps away from him.

Queen Barthemero immediately understood what Vitan meant.

There was a hint of helplessness in the corner of his eyes.

However, she still gracefully opened the bag of biscuits, took out a cookie, slowly put it into her mouth, and began to chew it slowly.

"How is the taste."

The moment Barthemero completely swallowed the last bite of biscuit in his mouth, Vitan finally spoke.

"It's delicious. Thank you very much for the gift."

Barthelmero breathed a sigh of relief when he finally heard Vitan speak, and quickly tied the open bag again.

"They are all very scared of me. Aren't you scared?"

Having lost some interest, Vitan returned to his recliner.

"To be honest, I'm scared."

"After all, you are a high and mighty Old God, and we are only Sea-dwelling."

"But I am the emperor of the entire Searen race after all. I am their queen."

Seeing that Vitan was indeed very tolerant, Barthelmero became a little bolder and spoke a little more fluently.

Vitan said nothing, but just stretched out his index finger and raised it gently.

Immediately, Barthelmero floated into the air, and the surrounding water formed a sphere that wrapped her up.

"Do you know why I brought you here?"

Vitan closed his eyes and lay on the recliner, his tone casual and indifferent.

Barthemelo's breathing suddenly stagnated, and a bitter smile appeared helplessly on his face.

"I don't know, if you'd like to tell me, Barthelmero would be grateful."

reason?

How could she know such things? They usually don't do anything wrong.

At most, they would attack ships on the sea, tie the men on the ships back into the water, and continue their family line and multiply their clan.

As for the attackers, there certainly couldn't be any elves.

They are simple, a little silly, and have low IQ, but that doesn't mean they are complete idiots.

Who can be provoked and who can't be provoked?

They are very clear about this.

At most, they attacked beastmen, vampires, or some humans.

It is absolutely impossible for the elves.

The result was that they were wiped out by the elves, with whom they had never had any contact before. She knew the reason.

She doesn't know.

“Have you ever kept a pet in your home?”

"pet?"

Barthemelo was stunned for a moment.

Of course she had kept pets before. As a mermaid, it was normal for her to keep shrimps, turtles, and other animals in her home.

She didn't quite understand what Vitan meant by this question, but when she looked into Vitan's meaningful eyes, she immediately understood what Vitan meant.

But it was precisely because she understood that she finally relaxed a lot after being so nervous.

The whole fish also seemed much more relaxed, not as stiff or worried as before.

"It seems like you are relieved?"

Vitan's posture didn't change at all, and from this angle he couldn't see Barthemelo's face.

But he can use his innate ability to sense the mermaid's mood changes.

"Yes."

Barthelmero nodded slightly.

"What did you think I was at first? Was I using you as cannon fodder? Or was I going to eat you like that little guy just now?"

Vitan's almost teasing tone continued.

Barthemelo's face froze, and he didn't know how to answer for a moment.

"Since I asked you, you can say whatever you want."

"Don't worry I'll blame you."

In fact, the little girl's screaming at the beginning couldn't really be considered as excessive fantasy.

Generally speaking, intelligent species will not use other intelligent species as food.

Even for the Flügel, their food is actually no different from that of ordinary humans.

But among these fifteen races, no, among the current sixteen races, there are also two outliers.

One is a demon species, the other is a giant species.

These two kinds of beings do not discriminate between meat and vegetables. In their eyes, everything can be considered their food.

"Yes, at first I doubted that you had some purpose to accomplish in the ocean that required me, the Seirenes, to risk my life to serve you."

"As for what the child said, you must not take it seriously."

"Ordinary children of our Searen species usually don't have very high IQs."

With a nervous mood, Barthelmero tried his best to modify what he had just thought.

Tell the truth?

Never mind. She had no idea what this Old God's true personality was.

What if he goes back on his word, and what she said really makes him unhappy, bringing disaster to the whole family, then she, as the queen, will never be able to escape the guilt even if she dies.

Vitan couldn't help but roll his eyes behind his sunglasses.

The queen was one hundred percent not telling the truth, but he also knew that there was no point in forcing her on this matter.

"Forget it. So what are you dissatisfied with now about the situation of your entire race?"

Reaching out to take the tea that the elves had just brewed, Vitan asked casually again.

This time, Barthemelo didn't have any time to hesitate. He replied immediately after Vitan finished asking.

"No, sir."

"Perhaps for other races, losing their freedom and becoming a plaything or pet of others would be something that is difficult to accept and would hurt their self-esteem."

"But for us, this kind of thing is not difficult to accept."

"I just hope that you can preserve the heritage of the Seirenes and give them regular opportunities to come into contact with men of other races."

Barthelmero said in a serious tone.

The reason for this has been mentioned before, there are no males among the Sea Perches, and they cannot have an infinite lifespan like the Flügel, so finding males from other races and obtaining their seeds is the only way for their race to reproduce.

Because they cannot go onto land, they can only plunder males from ships on the sea.

"You can rest assured about that."

"I will solve this problem for you later."

Put the teacup in your hand on the table beside you.

First of all, he wanted to bring the Sea Persians here back to the small garden. After he obtained the Star Grail of this world, he could arbitrarily tamper with the genes of these races that had lost their creator god.

Is it simple?

Wouldn't it be a straightforward solution if we just changed the genes of the Seabreams so that they could reproduce with each other like the Elves?

"Thank you very much."

Bartomero lowered his head again to express his respect.

But then, she raised her head, blushed, and stretched out her two white arms from the water ball, untied the band on her blue hair, and whispered:

"I have something I want to talk to you about underwater."

"I don't know if you would like to."

Chapter 4 k Xiaoji Returns

"woo woo woo woo……"

The whimper of fear lasted only a second before the little elf was directly covered by her mother's mouth and dragged back home.

The street, which was usually bustling with elves making trouble, seemed particularly deserted today.

There wasn't a single elf walking along the entire street.

Only!!

Except for a girl with long swaying rainbow hair, wearing socks of different colors and styles, and two pure white wings on her waist, she was walking leisurely here.

"How boring! I don't intend to do anything with these long ears."

Jibril picked up a bright red apple from the apple stand beside her and took a bite. The delicious and fresh juice immediately overflowed from the corner of her mouth and dripped onto the ground.

That’s right, this was Jibril who was captured by Vitan that day and went to the Dragon Spirit area to deliver a letter.

Now, after nearly half a month, this person with poor sense of direction finally found the capital of the elves according to the direction pointed out by Vitan.

Then, he broke through the elves' defense barrier in an extremely violent manner and landed directly on the street.

This is a brutal method that looks like a terrorist attack.

Coupled with the iconic appearance of the Flügel, it was natural that all the surrounding Elves would scatter in all directions.

"In this case, the guards should be able to find me quickly."

"I wonder if I can gain new knowledge from Lord Vitan after completing my mission."

Jibril picked up another unknown fruit and said with anticipation.

no way.

Vitan only told her where the capital of the elves was, but did not tell her his specific location.

Therefore, after Jibril rushed in here with great difficulty, she did not sense Vitan immediately.

That's why they chose such a troublesome method to bring back the high-ranking elves.

The best thing would be to lure that bastard Shink Nirvalen over here directly.

This way she will definitely be able to find Lord Vitan.

As for the fear of the elves around?

That’s none of her business. Isn’t it normal for these ants to be afraid of her?

Anyway, she didn't kill anyone here, so these guys can't go and complain.

"Jibril, is this your provocation to the elves?"

"Why don't you enter through the front door?"

Just as Jibril's thoughts were wandering, the voice of Shink Nilvalen finally sounded behind her.

Accompanied by a group of elf guards, Shink Nilvalen came in a black and white maid outfit like a queen who was the center of attention.

"Hey, Master Nilvalen is really slow to arrive."

"If it were the previous time, this amount of time would have been enough to slaughter all of you elves."

Jibril said sarcastically and bluntly.

Hinck Nilvalen, who was already filled with anger, became even more gloomy when he was mocked by Jibril.

Vitan had naturally told Shink Nilvalen about Jibril's return.