WTYTIAAN Chapter 220

Chapter 220

Night fell.

A fog had risen on the sea at some unknown time, a thin mist enveloping the ship, moonlight filtering through and scattering across the surface, creating shimmering reflections.

A distant and mysterious humming sound pierced through the thin fog, echoing across the vast sea, carrying an irresistible magic, mysterious and ethereal, seemingly able to make people lose themselves in the mist.

The moment they heard the ethereal singing, the people on the ship didn’t react. The noble wanting to capture a mermaid never expected that the mermaid he had been longing for would take the initiative to come to his door.

In just a few seconds of hearing the song, the weak-minded sailors had already been bewitched. The nobleman standing at the bow of the ship was even more so, his eyes gradually becoming dazed, even closing as he gently swayed his body to the melody of the song.

Damn it.

Betsy cursed softly. Having lived with Cornelia for two years, she had long been immune to the mermaid’s song. This strange song did not affect her. Betsy was only cursing the suddenly appearing mermaid.

She told that fellow to roll back, why did she come out to sing?! Did she want to be captured by humans that much?

Betsy knew that there were more than just fishermen from the local fishing village on this ship. There were also experts hidden in the shadows, protecting the nobleman.

Since the nobleman dared to go out to sea to capture mermaids, he naturally had ways to resist the mermaid’s bewitching song. The experts protecting the nobleman were also a means of capturing mermaids.

Letting the mermaid run away was one thing, but now she was offering herself up, and even singing to attract the attention of the people on the ship. It was impossible for the experts on the ship not to notice.

Betsy gritted her teeth, wishing she could drag the foolish mermaid out and beat her up. Just as Betsy was thinking this, the few experts who had been guarding the nobleman walked out from the ship.

Betsy thought: she knew it, these experts must have a way to resist the mermaid’s song. Now it was over, this mermaid couldn’t hide.

She needed to think of a way to notify Cornelia. A month was too short, it wouldn’t be enough to satisfy this nobleman. Cornelia had to come back later, she couldn’t be seen by the nobleman.

Betsy thought in her heart, while waiting to see how these people would capture the mermaid. Not far away on the sea, a charming shadow had already been imprinted on the mist. Obviously, that was the mermaid singing.

But before these experts could make a move, the nobleman beside them took a few steps forward, walked to the railing, and directly leaned over, falling into the cold sea.

Betsy: ?!

“Your Majesty!” Several court mages who had come out to capture the mermaid according to the King’s orders were shocked and hurriedly crawled to the railing, looking towards the sea.

However, the sea was deep and dark, and there was no way to find the figure who had just fallen into the water.

Hearing the address of these people, Betsy’s pupils shook even more: ???!!!

What Majesty? This wasn’t a nobleman, but His Majesty the King?

Betsy’s mind turned, and she jumped into the sea with almost no hesitation.

“Thump, splash—”

The cold seawater instantly enveloped Betsy’s entire body. The heavy clothes she was wearing were immediately soaked with seawater, causing Betsy to feel a chill.

She didn’t care that this coat was one of her few thick winter clothes. She flexibly threw off the heavy coat and shoes in the sea, relying on her good swimming skills to search for the person who had just fallen into the water.

Regardless of whether it was His Majesty the King or not, if His Majesty the King really died here, not only would their family, but even the small fishing village, and even the surrounding cities, would be buried with this whimsical King.

Even if he was lucky enough to survive – meaning his followers and guards rescued him in time – the lives of everyone on this ship would probably not be guaranteed.

Betsy didn’t want to guess whether these noble lords would be enraged after excitedly catching mermaids, only to have their eyes pecked out by the mermaid, and then fall into the deep sea, and then kill everyone who had seen their ugly state.

The only thing Betsy could do now was to rescue the person before the other party’s guards, perhaps this way they could save their lives.

This was the only way.

Betsy was nervous at the moment, but the more nervous she was, the calmer her heart became.

The light was too dark. Even though Betsy could still open her eyes and see in the water, she was limited by the dim environment and couldn’t see what was at the bottom of the sea. She only felt that a group of shadows was attacking, like giant beasts from the seabed wanting to swallow them all.

Betsy bit her tongue, stimulating her somewhat chaotic brain to become clearer.

She knew that the mermaid’s singing still had a slight impact on her. This was normal. Even if she was familiar with the mermaid’s singing because of Cornelia, what she was immune to was what Cornelia sang, not what this mermaid sang.

The singing of each mermaid was more or less different, and Betsy couldn’t completely immunize herself to the singing of this mermaid. It could only be said that the mermaid’s song was not of much use to her.

However, it was different in the seawater. The cold, biting seawater was constantly washing over Betsy’s nerves. The act of holding her breath and diving to find people in the seawater consumed too much of her energy. Betsy’s condition became worse, and the effect of the mermaid’s singing became better.

This was a process of ebb and flow.

Betsy could only rely on herself, constantly cheering herself up in her heart. She still had to live to pick up Cornelia and take her home, she couldn’t die at this time…

Finally, Betsy determined the location of the other party based on the position where the nobleman fell into the water and the direction of the surging sea water. After several times of holding her breath and searching, she finally found the nobleman who had been bewitched by the singing and fell off the ship.

At this moment, his eyes were tightly closed, and his round face was pale. Betsy almost thought that he had already drowned here—

Betsy grabbed the other party’s wrist and felt a little weak pulse. There was still hope.

Betsy put the short, fat winter melon’s arm on her shoulder and tried to swim towards the sea. She clenched her teeth tightly. She felt that her mouth was already filled with the taste of iron rust. She didn’t know if it was her gums bleeding in this environment, or if it was because prolonged breath holding had caused damage to her lungs.

In any case, Betsy only had one belief.

Swim up, Cornelia was still waiting for her!

“Splash—”

The sound of breaking water sounded, and the sailors, maids, and guards who came at the sound exclaimed in surprise.

“His Majesty is there!”

“That little fisher girl brought His Majesty back!”

“Quick, get His Majesty up!”

“……”

Betsy, who had worked hard to lift the short, fat winter melon from the bottom of the sea, only heard the chattering sounds in the end. After feeling someone take over the heavy winter melon on her body, Betsy closed her eyes and passed out.

Constantly diving into the sea and trying to save people was an extremely exhausting thing in itself, not to mention saving a dead fat man who was twice her size?

The reason Betsy was able to come up smoothly was thanks to that belief supporting her, preventing her from being buried with this short winter melon in this blue sea.

Betsy thought: If this sea that gave birth to Cornelia took her sister’s life, Cornelia would definitely be very sad, right?

“…”

*

“That damned thing is in critical condition due to prolonged drowning. After being rescued, he was sent to the nearest church,” Cornelia said indifferently. Only when she mentioned Betsy did her expression soften a little. “Betsy was also sent there. The people at the time thought Betsy’s injuries were as serious as that damned Bato King.”

“But Betsy grew up at sea after all. Even though she was exhausted during the rescue, she didn’t drown or choke on water. She was the best swimmer in the small fishing village after all.”

“Not long after being sent to the church together, Betsy woke up on her own. She wanted to leave, but was imprisoned by Bato King’s people,” Cornelia said with a frosty face. “Their reason was: Betsy was the only one who saw Bato King when he fell into the water. It was very likely that Betsy pushed that damned thing into the water.”

“They imprisoned Betsy, saying that if they wanted to prove that Betsy didn’t do it, they could only pray that Bato King would wake up. If Bato King died here, Betsy would also be buried as a murderer – even a murderer who murdered the King.”

Alice widened her eyes. She didn’t expect such a thing to happen back then. She was too familiar with the ways of the royal family, and immediately understood the intentions of these people. “They want to push all the blame for inadequate protection onto Mother!”

After all, Bato King fell into the sea under the eyes of these guards and servants. If something really happened to Bato King, the royal family would definitely not let these people go. They had to find a scapegoat to bear the wrath of the royal family.

Betsy, who had been required by Bato King to stay by his side since going to sea, and who was closest to him before he fell into the water, was the perfect scapegoat – she was even a powerless orphan from a fishing village.

What? She wasn’t an orphan? She had parents and a sister?

Sorry, when Betsy was selected by them to become this perfect scapegoat, these people had already decided the life and death of Betsy’s parents.

Overnight, Betsy went from being a fishing village child who wasn’t rich but lived a fulfilling life every day, to being a helpless, fishing village orphan who was kindly kept by Bato King’s side, but had evil intentions and wanted to murder Bato King.

Truly killing and punishing the heart.

If Betsy had known this ending long ago, would she have regretted jumping into the sea decisively when Bato King fell into the water, trying to save herself, the people on this ship, and the people in the small fishing village?

Or would she regret exploring the cries that vaguely came from behind the reef in the first place?

Cornelia didn’t know if Betsy finally regretted becoming friends with her, bringing her home, and recognizing her as her sister.

After all, the origin of all these things originated from her, Cornelia.

It seemed that, like those mermaids said, she carried an indelible original sin from the beginning of her birth.

Cornelia thought.

Cornelia’s hand was gently held. She was slightly startled, and turned her head to see Alice’s reddish-brown eyes, which were exactly the same as Betsy’s. In a trance, Cornelia seemed to have crossed a gap of more than ten years, and saw Betsy standing by her side again, taking her hand, and saying in a complaining tone: “Our Cornelia is a fool, right? Can’t you see such obvious things? This is not Cornelia’s fault!”

“This is not Godmother’s fault.”

Time and space seemed to overlap. Alice’s face truly overlapped with Betsy’s face, even the voices were synchronized.

“Isn’t the one who’s wrong the one over there?”

Cornelia stopped, staring blankly at Alice who was looking at her with concern, her eyes suddenly turning red.

She looked at Alice, as if she was looking at Betsy from the past, pursed her lips, and hugged Alice in her arms, as if she regretted why she couldn’t hug her a little longer during their last farewell.

Alice gently patted Cornelia’s back, just like Cornelia had once awkwardly comforted Betsy. Alice also used the same method to awkwardly comfort her.

…Idiot.

Cornelia thought, Betsy had always been right, she was an idiot.

The idiot herself trapped herself in the underwater prison, and could never find a way out.