The Abused Novel Heroine Became a Clingy Sweetheart [Quick Transmigration] - Chapter 27

The carriage was not moving fast, like a leisurely spring outing.

By the time they reached the capital of the Kingdom of Billy, the sky had already turned dark.

The wheels slowly came to a halt, and the escorting knight bowed, speaking to the person inside through the curtain: “Your Highness, we have arrived.”

You Ting opened her eyes. Under her thick, dark eyelashes were a pair of clear, emerald green eyes.

Her pupils held a faint gold, like an uncanny serpent’s gaze.

They resembled the finest emeralds, yet also a deep valley lake, revealing a detached coldness.

She rubbed her temples, alleviating the dizziness caused by just receiving the background information of this plane.

The System said her last mission was completed very well, and to avoid impacting the subsequent missions, her memory would be temporarily sealed.

Therefore, You Ting only remembered a very vague figure from the previous world; she couldn’t recall anything else.

And as for this world—

When passing the checkpoint at the city gate, You Ting suddenly lifted a corner of the curtain and asked the guarding soldier, “Where is Prince Yorgris?”

The carriage bore the emblem symbolizing the Kingdom of Montcher, coupled with previous rumors.

The soldier immediately recognized You Ting’s identity, straightened up, and replied, “Reporting to Your Highness, our Prince and the esteemed lords are holding a banquet on a cruise ship at sea today.”

You Ting nodded, her expression faint as she replied, “Understood.”

She lowered the curtain, her delicate face half-hidden by the thin veil, making her emotions hard to discern.

The soldier felt uneasy, afraid that his answer might have somehow displeased Princess Stelly.

After all, this was the only princess of the Kingdom of Montcher, the apple of the Montcher King’s eye.

It was rumored that this Princess possessed a proud and arrogant nature, and would flare up at the slightest displeasure.

The accompanying knight also asked, “Does Your Highness feel slighted?”

They had traveled from the Kingdom of Montcher, and the purpose of their journey was clear to both kingdoms.

Logically, Yorgris, as the person concerned and the host, should have personally received her at the city gate.

But now, Yorgris had gone to attend some banquet, completely disregarding the Princess’s dignity.

You Ting gave a soft laugh, slowly picking up a grape from the small side table and gently peeling the skin.

She was speaking the truth.

For Yorgris, the mermaid in the deep sea was certainly more important than her, a princess from a neighboring country.

This world was based on a dark version of The Little Mermaid.

The male lead, Yorgris, was an ambitious young prince.

The female lead was a naive little mermaid, who was tricked and imprisoned by the male lead in his backyard, where he slowly squeezed out all her worth.

After her usefulness greatly diminished, the male lead turned his attention to her people.

He held the little mermaid, repeatedly whispering in a seemingly affectionate tone, “Although I killed your entire family, I truly love you.”

And You Ting’s, or rather Stelly’s, identity was that of a supporting female character also used by the male lead.

The male lead was interested in the royal power behind the female supporting character. After marrying her, he gradually took control of everything in the Kingdom of Montcher.

But his heart only belonged to the little mermaid he had tormented almost to death, so a few years after the marriage, he poisoned the female supporting character and the old King of Montcher.

He then outwardly feigned eternal devotion, vowing never to remarry.

In reality, he would engage in a forced love session every night with the caged little mermaid.

The story surprisingly ended with a “happily ever after.”

The little mermaid was successfully brainwashed and gradually accepted the male lead’s so-called “love.” The male lead possessed both the beauty and the kingdom, and even had a few children with the little mermaid.

They lived harmoniously and enjoyed their old age.

You Ting felt that the author of this book likely had some screws loose, otherwise, how could they write such a disgusting ending?

Now, she had become Stelly.

Not stabbing the male lead a few times would truly be impolite.

You Ting looked up, seeing the moon faintly visible through the carriage window.

Calculating the time, the male and female leads should have just met.

The sound of waves rose and fell.

On the water’s surface, Artudor cautiously exposed only half of her head.

Upon hearing Yorgris’s question, she maintained a façade of composure, but her fish tail beneath the water was nervously flapping.

Yorgris stood on the deck, his gaze lowered, fixed on the deep sea.

The moonlight was bright, and strands of pale light illuminated the scene.

He couldn’t see the little mermaid’s tail, but he could clearly see Artudor’s exposed face.

There were fin-like structures on both sides of her head, and a few shimmering scales near her cheeks.

Combined with her exceptional beauty, which was clearly not of a mortal, and her astonishing diving ability.

All these corresponded to the recorded traits of the mermaid race.

Yorgris’s heart pounded, not from tension, but from extreme excitement.

He subtly licked the corner of his lips, and the smile on his face became increasingly gentle.

He took a few steps towards the little mermaid and slowly crouched down.

“Don’t be afraid,” Yorgris said with a smile, “I just want to be your friend.”

Friend?

Artudor tilted her head.

“Please rest assured, I have no ill intentions whatsoever.”

“My name is Yorgris, and I have always been very curious about the different races in the deep sea.”

The young man vividly recounted his lifelong fascination and curiosity about the mermaid race, maintaining a friendly, gentle smile throughout.

Under his narration, Artudor slowly relaxed her guard, and her fish tail behind her slapped the water, creating beautiful splashes.

She felt as though she had found someone who thought the same way, which made her very excited.

Yorgris, who was adept at judging people, instantly caught the surprise in the little mermaid’s eyes.

The smile on his lips deepened, and his dark red eyes reflected Artudor’s image.

“I wonder if I could have the honor of becoming your friend.”

“If so,” Yorgris slowly said, “I will invite you to visit my country. You can play freely and have anything you desire.”

Artudor pursed her lips in hesitation.

This human looked quite sincere, didn’t he?

And his words were truly tempting to a mermaid…

Seeing the hesitation in her eyes, Yorgris thought for a moment and took off the ring on his hand.

The natural gemstone refracted a glistening array of colors. He said, “This is my favorite item, consider it a welcome gift for you.”

With a slight exertion of force, he tossed the gemstone ring towards Artudor.

Artudor subconsciously flicked her tail, reaching out to catch it steadily.

The gemstone was highly polished by the craftsman and meticulously carved and set in a silver band, looking very valuable.

This was something that could not be seen under the sea.

She curiously poked it with her finger, feeling it was even more beautiful than the pearls in her clam shell.

Merfolk were all one family, without any scheming.

The little mermaid didn’t know this was merely a human’s “sugar-coated bullet.” She thought that by accepting someone’s gift, the two of them could be considered good friends.

She felt around her body and took out the carefully preserved red coral—which she considered her most beautiful treasure.

Artudor swam beneath the cruise ship, extending her hand to offer the red coral towards Yorgris.

Yorgris asked in surprise, “Is this for me?”

The little mermaid nodded, and after he took it, she quickly swam away again.

Yorgris played with the red coral in his hand, but his mind wasn’t focused on it.

Artudor’s movement was too fast, which left him disappointed as he hadn’t been able to properly observe the mermaid’s appearance. He lowered his eyes.

But soon, he held the red coral, feigning a look of great delight, and asked expectantly, “So, are we friends now?”

The innocent little mermaid thought for a moment, then nodded affirmatively: “My name is Artudor.”

Recalling what her sister Lily had taught her, she awkwardly performed a greeting: “It’s a pleasure to meet you.”

A hint of mockery flashed quickly in Yorgris’s eyes, and he smiled brightly: “I am pleased too!”

After exchanging names, Yorgris struck while the iron was hot and again proposed inviting the little mermaid to come ashore and play together.

Artudor blinked, her heart swayed, but she finally shook her head: “Father King won’t allow it.”

Yorgris said, “You can come secretly, I will be here to meet you.”

He also kindly offered a suggestion: “It’s only for a few days of fun. When you return, you can take back lots and lots of human specialties to the sea. I believe they won’t blame you.”

Every word resonated with Artudor.

She had always wanted to see the human world, and she nodded in agreement with almost no hesitation.

“Alright, three days from now, here again.”

She looked up, her slightly blue eyes curving, looking utterly naive: “You must remember to come and pick me up, good friend.”

“Of course,” Yorgris promised with a pat on his chest, “I definitely won’t forget.”

He emphasized the final words, smiling meaningfully: “Good friend.”

The Merman King’s call was getting more urgent. Afraid that her father would pursue her and find out she was talking to a human, after setting the appointment, Artudor happily swam towards the deep sea, clutching the gemstone ring.

Yorgris watched her retreating figure until it completely disappeared from his dark line of sight.

Only then did he lean over, unable to suppress his laughter.

Truly… so easy to deceive.

A previous messenger came to remind Yorgris to prepare for the return voyage. Seeing him laugh so heartily, he asked, “Why is Your Highness in such a good mood?”

Yorgris slowly stopped laughing and casually replied, “I met a very easy-to-fool fish.”

The messenger was confused; how could a fish be described as easy or hard to fool?

He sharp-eyed noticed that Yorgris seemed to be missing something on his hand, “Your Highness, where is your ring? Did it fall into the sea? Should I send people to search for it?”

Yorgris waved his hand, smiling nonchalantly: “It’s nothing important, just fed it to the fish.”

The wind on the sea grew stronger, and Yorgris turned to walk towards the ship cabin.

He casually tossed the red coral to a servant.

The servant froze for a moment, “Your Highness, should this… be taken back to the palace?”

Yorgris lightly “tsked,” not turning his head.

“Some random, messy thing picked up from somewhere.” His voice was faint, drifting in the air, revealing a certain unusual coldness.

“Dispose of it for me.”

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