The Abused Novel Heroine Became a Clingy Sweetheart [Quick Transmigration] - Chapter 28

The little mermaid hummed a cheerful tune and leaped into the deep sea, swimming toward the merman tribe’s dwelling.

As expected, she had only reached the border of the tribe’s territory when she saw the Merman King, holding his scepter, who had been waiting for an unknown length of time.

“Father King.” Artudor immediately lowered her head and swam over, feeling guilty.

She secretly glanced at the Merman King’s expression.

The merman race’s appearance seemed to be favored by the gods, regardless of gender.

The Merman King’s face showed little trace of age, only his thick eyebrows were deep-set, adding a sense of oppression.

He was solemn and unsmiling, and no emotion could be discerned on his face.

He cast a faint glance at Artudor and turned to leave without a word.

Artudor followed, feeling a little uneasy. She pursed her lips and finally asked, “Father King, are you angry?”

The Merman King’s movements did not stop, he merely retorted with an emotionless tone, “Did you go to the Heavenly Sea Stone again?”

Artudor “hmm’ed” and buried her head even lower.

” Artudor,” the Merman King suddenly called her name.

“I have told you and the elders of the tribe more than once. You should be very clear that humans are a very dangerous existence to us.”

Artudor remembered the young man on the sea surface just now, and she muttered in a very low voice, “But I think they are quite friendly.”

The Merman King didn’t hear clearly: “What?”

She quickly shook her head, her golden hair swaying in the water, “Nothing.”

“Tuli,” the Merman King used her affectionate nickname, and his tone softened a little, “Father King knows you are very curious about the outside world.”

“But Tuli, you must understand that humans are creatures who stop at nothing to gain benefits.”

“And there are many things about us that are very useful to them.”

Artudor had heard similar words since she was a child.

She thought of Yorgris just now and felt her Father King was wrong.

Yorgris didn’t ask her for anything; instead, he gave his own treasure to her.

Thinking of the gem ring, she quickly hid it, lest the Merman King discover it.

So, she didn’t take these words much to heart, focusing only on the appointment with Yorgris three days later.

After she had been to the human world, just as Yorgris had said, she would bring back some fun and delicious things to the tribe.

By then, the tribesmen would know that humans were actually not that terrifying.

And if she encountered danger, she would jump into the water.

For the merman race, water was the true source of life.

Every drop of water could bring them strength.

Although not comparable to the Deep Sea Witch, it should be enough to deal with humans.

Sister Lili said that the human race couldn’t breathe underwater.

Artudor was happily fantasizing, completely oblivious to some of the Merman King’s later words.

She had to make some preparations during these three days.

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…

The morning sun just started to rise, threads of golden and orange warm light illuminated the sky.

Youting had just opened her eyes when she heard Kuolude’s voice from outside, sounding a little displeased: “Your Highness, Prince Yorgris is here.”

Her slightly confused thoughts returned to her mind. This was a strange and luxurious room.

From the furniture to the decorations, everything exuded an air of nobility—

It was the highest standard used by the Kingdom of Billy to entertain guests.

She looked up, her long, feathery eyelashes lightly fluttering.

Youting responded, “I understand.”

Soon, a palace maid waiting nearby lowered her head and carefully stepped forward to serve Youting as she got out of bed.

There was a faint rustling sound in the room, and Kuolude, as a personal knight, naturally turned his back.

A pair of bright and sharp eyes fell on the person opposite him.

His gaze was vigilant, carrying a hint of dissatisfied scrutiny.

This Prince, who was flawless in the eyes of the people of the Kingdom of Billy, was full of flaws in Kuolude’s eyes.

Kuolude snorted and said coldly, “Turn around!”

The attitude was completely impolite.

The two attendants following Yorgris immediately glared with angry eyebrows, and one of them even drew the sword from his waist.

“Clang—” a clear sound.

Kuolude’s gaze sharpened, and he also placed his hand on the hilt of his sword.

Yorgris raised his hand, stopping the almost ignited clash of swords between the few people.

Facing Kuolude’s slightly hostile eyes, the smile on his face remained unchanged.

He spoke gently and courteously to his subordinates: “Do not be rude.”

“Princess Stili and her entourage have traveled a long way, and we were negligent yesterday.”

He bowed slightly toward Kuolude, and then, across the hazy bead curtain, he bowed apologetically toward the inside.

Seeing him act this way, the expression on Kuolude’s face finally improved a bit.

Yorgris thoughtfully led his subordinates to step further away, standing straight with their backs to the doorway.

His subordinate muttered in a low voice, indignant for their Prince: “He’s just a guard, how dare he put on airs for our Prince!”

The other person was also equally unable to hide his anger: “Your Highness, you shouldn’t have stopped me just now. I am confident that I would not have lost to that big brute!”

Yorgris chuckled.

His red eyes reflected the morning light, making them particularly dazzling.

“What if you win, and what if you lose.”

He said casually, “The focus is not on that knight at all, but on—”

“Stili.”

After hearing the rumor that merfolk might appear in the deep sea, Yorgris had been sending people to continuously monitor the situation.

He carefully studied it and found that this rumor seemed to surface on a few specific days each month—exactly on the days when the moon was the fullest.

So, he planned to personally visit the deep sea to see for himself. Last night was the last chance this month.

He knew that the princess of the neighboring country was about to arrive, but after comparing the two, he ultimately chose to go to the deep sea.

If the merfolk were real, that would be a treasure no country could ever attain!

Fortunately.

Heaven was ultimately kind to him, and he truly discovered the legendary creature.

Yorgris was pondering how to implement his plan when he suddenly heard the palace maid lifting the bead curtain.

The door behind him was pushed open, emitting a heavy and prolonged echo.

He looked back in the direction of the sound, and as he raised his head, he suddenly met a pair of calm, long, emerald-green eyes.

A very clear green, like a lake hidden deep in the valley.

When the wind blew, the green ripples undulated.

But looking closer, nothing could be clearly seen.

Kuolude respectfully called out, “Your Highness.”

Yorgris only then regained his composure and followed by raising a perfect arc of a smile: “Hello, please allow me to introduce myself.”

“I am Yorgris,” he said with a smile, showing eight bright white teeth, “the Prince of this kingdom.”

While he was secretly observing Youting, Youting’s gaze also subtly swept over him.

The young and handsome Prince naturally exuded the noble aura of aristocracy.

He smiled at Youting, his words gentle, his gaze sincere, and his every move revealed good upbringing.

At a glance, he was indeed an excellent candidate for a husband.

However, looking into the depths of those dark red eyes, a sudden chill inexplicably arose.

Youting gave a reserved nod and responded concisely: “Stili.”

Yorgris first apologized again for last night’s events, and then invited Youting to join him for breakfast.

From morning till night, he fully played the role of a warm and hospitable host.

Even though Youting seemed uninterested and did not show him much courtesy.

His subordinate complained on behalf of Yorgris: “There are countless girls in the world who want to marry Your Highness, why must Your Highness lower himself like this.”

Yorgris merely smiled slightly, appearing not to care at all: “Princess Stili is actually very good.”

And the Kingdom of Montel behind her is even better.

Compared to the power of the Kingdom of Montel, what is a little slight now?

The King of Billy specially held a grand banquet to welcome Youting.

At the banquet, Youting sat alone to the side, holding a glass of red wine.

Her slender fingers held the transparent glass, and the wine inside gently swirled.

Kuolude stood faithfully beside her, and his presence intimidated quite a few people.

Yorgris approached fearlessly, gazing at Youting, and asked gently, “Are you not interested in the banquet?”

Youting shook her head: “No.”

Then she looked at him and said with a half-smile, “I’m just not interested in the people at this banquet.”

Even being mocked and ridiculed like this, Yorgris still maintained his good demeanor.

He smiled as he approached and sat down next to Youting.

He hinted meaningfully, “The customs and culture here are different from the Kingdom of Montel. Perhaps if you try, you will have a different experience.”

His eyes were deep, vaguely presenting a look of deep affection.

“Is that so.”

Youting raised the wine glass in her hand to drink but suddenly tilted it away at the last moment.

The red wine poured out, spilling directly onto Yorgris.

The flawless smile on his face immediately stiffened.

Youting covered her lips, blinking in feigned innocence: “Oops, sorry, my hand slipped.”

“It’s no bother.” A vein throbbed on Yorgris’s forehead.

He was about to get up to change clothes when he suddenly heard Youting slowly say again:

“Your Highness’s words have some truth. I heard that there is a spectacular sight in the Kingdom of Billy that can only be seen once every few decades.”

She looked at Yorgris, her eyes flashing, and her red lips parted: “I imagine Your Highness would be very happy to accompany me to see it, wouldn’t you?”

Yorgris’s smile deepened, and he agreed without thinking: “Of course.”

“Very well,” a smile slowly bloomed on Youting’s lips, “Two days from now, at Fantasy Sea. Don’t be late.”

Yorgris suddenly froze.

Fantasy Sea?

Two days from now?

That would be… the same place and date as his appointment with the little mermaid!

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