Quick Wear: Reversing Life

Chapter 283 The Imprisoned Mermaid (2)

"Reg."

"my name."

Reg stood up and looked at the little mermaid's beautiful eyes, which were full of hatred and vigilance towards him, and he just felt amused.

What kind of lethality could the fish caught and brought ashore have? In his opinion, it was just a pointless struggle.

Reg reached out and lifted a strand of Molly's long golden hair, then his eyes fell on the fins on the tips of her ears that were flaring due to nervousness.

When I touched it, I felt the gills behind the ear.

When it surfaces, its gills are tightly closed, but they feel extremely soft to the touch.

For mermaids, the gills are equivalent to their throats and are a very sensitive area.

Reg's hands were covered with thick, rough calluses, and stroking her gills felt like an electric shock.

Molly twisted her body impatiently, trying to avoid Reg's hand.

"Do you have a name?"

Reg lowered his brows and stared at Molly with his green eyes without blinking.

Seeing that she didn't react, he sneered after a long time.

"Can't speak?"

"Well, I should teach you how to speak first."

Reg curled the corners of his mouth, loosened his grip on the little mermaid, and put his hand back on the scimitar worn at his hip.

Finally, I found something interesting in this vast ocean.

He walked to the long table, picked up the silver pot and poured brandy into the jewel-studded gold cup. He tilted his head to look at the little mermaid in the fish tank, then curled his lips and drank it all in one gulp.

I never thought that there really are creatures like mermaids in this world.

Originally, Reg wanted to present the mermaid as a gift to the royal family, but now he seems a little reluctant to do so.

After finishing a glass of wine, Reg took out a cowhide scroll from somewhere, which clearly recorded the records about mermaids.

This scroll, which could be called a treasure map, was robbed from a merchant ship a few months ago. In order to save his life, the captain of the merchant ship gave him this mermaid treasure map.

"I heard that mermaid tears can be transformed into high-quality pearls?"

Reg walked up to Molly, pulled her out of the water, stared into the mermaid's eyes as clear as sapphires, and then rubbed the corners of her eyes hard with the tip of his thumb.

But Molly's eyes were rubbed red, but she didn't shed a single tear.

Reg frowned in dissatisfaction at the mermaid's refusal to cooperate, but the smooth touch of skin under his fingertips made him squint his eyes.

Those eyes with a faint green light made Molly very uncomfortable.

After a while, Reg was called away by the sailors outside.

The bedroom door was closed again.

...

There was no way Molly was going to be a piece of chopping board.

As soon as the man left, she fell out of the water tank and onto the floor.

Soon, the fish tail turned into legs.

As mermaids, they have hard scales for protection, and their fish tails are their most powerful weapons.

The scales fell off and the legs became fragile.

Molly tried to stand up, but not only were her legs weak, but she also felt a sharp pain in the soles of her feet, like a knife cutting her.

Molly was sweating all over from the pain. She gritted her teeth and took a step forward, but her legs began to tremble. When she took the second step, her legs went weak and she fell to the ground again.

Only two steps away from the wooden door, Molly endured the pain and stood up again.

The pain was like being burned by a raging fire, as if thousands of swords were piercing through my heart from the soles of my feet.

Molly's body began to sweat and her eyes turned red.

Seeing the wooden door so close that he could open it with just a hand, his legs were still unable to support his body weight and he fell to the ground again.

Molly fell and her whole body was in pain, especially her knees which were numb from the pain.

The wooden door was suddenly opened from the outside, and the man was blocking the doorway against the light. All she could see was his pair of dark green eyes like a wolf, as if he was mocking her for overestimating her own abilities.

A tall shadow fell over Molly.

There was a strong wind and rain outside, and the boat was shaking violently.

In the dim bedroom, the mermaid's smooth body is particularly eye-catching, with long hair sticking to her body, covering large areas of skin.

Reg looked at her intently, his eyes like a pair of invisible hands sweeping over her body.

She is worthy of being called a mermaid.

Her face was as delicate as a sculpture, and her skin was white and almost transparent, as flawless and smooth as the jade in the boxes of spoils in the corner.

The eyes are the color of the ocean, like the finest precious mineral.

Her long hair is naturally curly and golden, the same color as gold coins.

If the people from the Vatican saw her, they would definitely tie her up and execute her as if she were a witch.

Molly curled up on the ground in a mess. Facing the enemy, she subconsciously bared her teeth and looked at Reg viciously.

Reg scoffed.

"How dishonest."

He bent down, picked up Molly, and turned to walk out the door.

Outside the door, Molly could see clearly that there was a two-meter-wide deck outside the room.

Reg was standing outside the deck, holding Molly, by the fence.

And under the fence is a wide deck.

The captain's room is far away from the sea.

Due to the wind and waves, all the large sails on the deck were furled. Many busy sailors on the first deck were preparing to withstand the wind and rain.

On the sea surface outside the hull, the water had lost its gentle blue color under the sun, but was almost pitch black, as if a destructive storm was brewing.

The sailors on the deck were all a little panicked when they saw this scene, except Reg, who was standing on the second floor holding Molly, his eyes full of desire to conquer the ocean storm.

Amid the whistling wind, Reg's voice reached Molly's ears.

"Pray, pray that this storm will not overturn the boat."

"This is your only chance to get out of here."

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God did not give Molly this chance.

Reg is probably a captain with many years of sailing experience.

Molly only felt the bumps in the water tank for a few hours, and soon the rain stopped and the sky cleared outside the window.

After the storm, the sailors caught a lot of fresh catches that were rare in normal times. Molly could hear their cheers even when she was locked in the room.

Most of these fresh goods went into Molly's stomach.

Reg seemed to treat Molly as just a precious pet, no different from the koi fish that nobles used to keep.

In addition to teaching her to speak, Reg's interest became feeding her seafood for three meals a day.

Afraid that her delicate throat would be cut by the fish bones, Reg even took a knife and patiently scraped off the fish meat piece by piece and fed it to her mouth.

Reg had treated the original owner in the same way before, but the original owner had a strong personality and refused to accept the food Reg fed him.

Reg was a cold-hearted and cruel man. Seeing that the little mermaid refused to accept his kindness, he starved her for several days and then forced her to eat when she was almost starving to death.

Molly is not a real indigenous mermaid and would not easily go on a hunger strike.

Only by conserving your energy can you achieve great success.

Therefore, when eating, Molly was much more obedient than before. She would open her mouth to eat when she was hungry and stop when she was full.

Anyway, there is someone to serve you, which is easier than hunting by yourself.

Molly knew that according to the original owner's previous development path, this body would soon reach maturity.

Once she reaches maturity, Reg will change from treating her as a moving collection to treating her as a woman.

He would fall in love with the mermaid and force her to fall in love with him as well, pestering her day and night, never letting her go.

She must escape from here before she reaches maturity.