WTYTIAAN Chapter 221

“That’s how it is.” Cornelia said, all the past events and pain becoming two light words ‘that way’ in her mouth. Clearly, recounting it felt like her heart was being sliced and diced again, but she didn’t reveal any other extra emotions, as if the outburst just now never happened.

“So, the things I told you at the beginning… I didn’t deceive you too much.”

Yan Yunqing complained in his heart: It’s not that she didn’t deceive him too much, she probably only told 40% of the truth in this, which counts as a minor deception.

Cornelia’s emotions came and went quickly, no, it should be said that after so many years, she has grown from a mermaid baby who would constantly shed small pearls when teased to a very reliable mermaid lady who is good at hiding her emotions and disguising herself.

“So my mother was… brought back to the palace at that time?”

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Because the Bato King fell into the water and needed a scapegoat, and Bessie was the best choice, the Laura couple disappeared overnight. The neighbors living near their house were also tight-lipped about this, and only gave a unified statement that the couple went out to sea to fish and never returned, presumably encountering a storm at sea and perishing.

However, the people in the small fishing village all knew that since Bessie was taken out to sea by that noble old man who came from afar, the Laura couple had been too worried about their daughter to work, and had not gone out to sea for many days. They waited on the shore every day, waiting for Bessie’s return.

However, they are just the smallest existence in this empire, just surviving has exhausted all their strength, and it is even more impossible for them to investigate why the Laura couple ‘perished’. They didn’t even dare to mention it in their idle chat after dinner.

The Bato King was urgently sent back to the palace. The most powerful priests of the Light Church in Bato Vita were treating him, and Queen Augreir stayed by the Bato King’s side day and night, praying that he would wake up soon.

And the sinful woman Bessie was also escorted back to the capital to await the Queen’s verdict.

Whether it was because the priests of the Light Church were too strong, or Queen Augreir’s prayers were really useful, in short, the Bato King, who had been unconscious, woke up not long after returning to the palace. The first thing he did when he woke up was to overrule all objections and make Bessie his mistress.

Bessie had already learned that she was forced to become an ‘orphan’ during her imprisonment. She hated the Bato King to the core, but she also knew that this was not some rich noble old man at all, but the current king of this empire.

There were too many people protecting the Bato King. He was the sky of this empire. If he wanted anything, someone would naturally offer it with both hands. On the other hand, Bessie was just a fisherman’s daughter. She was neither a magician nor a swordsman, at most she had some brute strength from fishing all year round.

She couldn’t take revenge.

She couldn’t even refuse to become the Bato King’s mistress.

If she didn’t become a mistress, she could only die, without even a chance for revenge.

Bessie could only obey and become the Bato King’s mistress, and planned her revenge.

She was a very smart person who was good at using all resources. Bessie, who became the Bato King’s mistress, even became a magician by rummaging through the palace’s collection of books.

Perhaps the hope of revenge was still slim, but at least she could see a glimmer of light.

At the same time, Cornelia, who had been told by the Laura couple not to go ashore, returned to the shore, only to learn that the Laura couple had ‘died at sea’, and her sister Bessie had been taken away by that noble old man.

At that time, the young Cornelia stood in the small fishing village, holding the strangely shaped conch in her arms, at a loss.

She still wanted to show the inherited conch she had just obtained from the underwater prison to her family, but she found that she no longer had a home.

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Cornelia could feel the hand holding hers unconsciously increase its strength. She reached out and patted Alice’s head,

“Don’t think too much, Bessie doesn’t have any resistance to your arrival.”

There was an insurmountable hatred between the Bato King and Bessie, and Bessie could never love him. Alice’s arrival was indeed different.

Because of Alice’s appearance, the Bato King let down the last bit of his guard against Bessie. At least in the eyes of the self-proclaimed Bato King, Bessie was the same as his mistresses, they were all birds in his cage.

Far from the sun-drenched small fishing village, after being baptized with gold coins, Bessie shed the roughness belonging to the small fishing village, but retained that vibrant feeling.

To put it in a very clichéd way, in the Bato King’s eyes, Bessie was very different from his pampered mistresses. In addition to Alice’s arrival, the Bato King favored this girl who had rescued him from the deep sea, as agile as a mermaid, even more.

When getting along with Bessie, he would occasionally let the guards leave for a short period of time. That was the closest Bessie had ever been to succeeding in her revenge.

It’s just a pity that Bessie didn’t succeed in the end.

What came faster than her revenge was the persecution from Queen Augreir.

Bessie eventually died in the palace, leaving behind only an Alice, the eleventh princess who was born prematurely, and was taken away and raised together by the maid Fanny, who had just given birth to the tenth prince William.

She didn’t even wait for Cornelia’s arrival.

No, or rather, by the time Cornelia followed the traces of the so-called noble old man to the capital and really understood what had happened, Bessie had already died.

Cornelia returned to the sea again, devoted herself to cultivation, and finally, after initially having the strength to take revenge, the first thing she did was to kill her good sister.

Immediately afterwards, Cornelia was charged by the mermaid race. Cornelia did it all, and slaughtered all the royal family clean. The sea surface was full of bubbles, and it was impossible to tell whether they were bubbles formed after the death of the mermaids or bubbles created by the waves.

She was simply going crazy.

In the end, the mermaid race also gave up. Fortunately, Cornelia stopped killing after killing the royal family. As long as they didn’t offend her, this killing god wouldn’t attack them. The mermaids looked at each other and chose to compromise.

After all, this was the only mermaid left in the royal family. According to the rules passed down by the mermaid race, even if Cornelia was a mixed-blood mermaid, she was the only mermaid qualified to become the next king.

Mermaid race: That’s terrible!

But then again, although Cornelia is a mixed-blood mermaid, her strength is really good, and her aura of killing gods when they block her is quite similar to that mermaid prince back then!

It seems not bad to have such a strong king leading their mermaid clan?

For some reason, the strength of the mermaid royal family is very average,

Just when the mermaid race didn’t know whether they should directly surrender and hold Cornelia on the throne, Cornelia was caught by humans.

Mermaid race:???

What? The last king of our royal family was caught by humans just like that?

What about your murderous aura? Is that strength really a human catch, or are you deliberately trying to scam them?

They really guessed right, Cornelia did it on purpose.

After beheading the ones in the sea, she was going to deal with the ones on land. The one she hated the most was of course the source of all tragedies, the Bato King.

It’s just that her current strength does not allow her to rush into the palace’s heavy guards and directly take the Bato King’s dog head, so she can only use roundabout methods.

So Cornelia disguised herself as a weak and pitiful little mermaid and was sent to the auction house in the capital, preparing to use Fei Wu’s hand to enter the palace and take revenge.

It’s just that there was a little accident in the middle…

Cornelia opened her eyes. Mermaids have good night vision. Through the water tank, she saw a cat-cat person locked in an iron cage, chopping the cage with a dagger?

His ears kept shaking with his movements, looking Q and bouncy, and his tail was swinging, looking furry and very comfortable to touch.

Although the warehouse was dark, Cornelia could still see the cat-cat person’s appearance clearly—extremely outstanding.

Even the most famous beauty in the mermaid race was a few points inferior to him…

Cornelia paused, and her gaze moved up again. When she saw the little elf in the glass bottle on the other side, she couldn’t help but frown.

Cornelia was very confident in her appearance. Even if she was just a mixed-blood mermaid, her appearance still inherited the mermaid’s excellent genes. With this, she was □□% sure that Fei Wu would buy her back.

After all, according to the information she had collected, that Fifth Prince Fei Wu was a veritable good-for-nothing, greedy for money and lustful. He would definitely bid for her when he met her.

But this cat-cat person with an outstanding appearance, as well as the little elf who was still in his infancy, brought new variables.

That Fei Wu is a pervert who doesn’t discriminate between men and women…

Cornelia lowered her eyes.

Let’s not mention the elves for the time being. Although many nobles have the saying of buying elves back to raise them, this elf is obviously too small. The main problem is still with that cat-cat person.

If the cat-cat person is sent to the auction stage before her and is bought by Fei Wu, with Fei Wu’s lustful and impatient nature, he might take people back to do things immediately. Her plan to infiltrate Fei Wu’s side would fail.

Then she would have to think of other ways… No, she has to find a way to get this cat-cat person and the elf out of here.

The expression in Cornelia’s eyes was obscure and unpredictable. The little elf Lillian, who was locked in the bottle, seemed to have noticed something and cast a gaze towards Cornelia’s direction. In the darkness, the two people’s eyes met for a moment.

This glance seemed to contain too much. Before Cornelia could react, Lillian had already retracted her gaze and spread her hands towards the cat-cat person in the iron cage: “It’s not that I don’t want to help you, little cat.”

The little elf knocked on the glass bottle, “This is also an alchemical product, a magic restriction bottle. How can I use magic when I’m locked in here?”

Cornelia narrowed her eyes slightly, and her gaze fell on the glass bottle that imprisoned the little elf. There was indeed a magic restriction array.

However, Cornelia could feel that the elf’s strength was not weak. Could a magic restriction array that she could solve really trap the elf?

Wasn’t it said that the elf race had developed many methods to resist magic restriction arrays because they were often captured by humans? This elf dared to run out of the elf territory, would she not have any solutions to the current situation?

Cornelia remained skeptical.

Only that simple cat-cat person was still naively responding to the elf’s words that were teasing a kitten, and was concentrating on cutting the cage.

Cornelia couldn’t help but sweat for him… He was too weak. How could his parents let such a weak cub run out alone and be abducted? He was probably even weaker than the newborn leopard cat locked in the next cage.

Cornelia also met the cat-cat person’s eyes in the middle.

The elf’s voice-over explanation sounded in her ears: “Her tank is filled with mute potion.”

“Mermaids are natural singers. Their voices are the most effective means of attack. The humans who hunt mermaids are afraid that they will use their singing to bewitch the guards. From the time they catch the mermaid ashore, they will use mute potions to take away their weapons.”

Cornelia: …

Cornelia glanced at the elf who was enthusiastically giving the cat-cat person popular science without leaving a trace, and only felt strange. This was clearly common sense, but it was being told to the cat-cat person by the elf in a methodical manner. The cat-cat person listened very carefully, as if he was hearing it for the first time.

—Which beastmen tribe was this cat-cat person raised in? Is he a little too naive (ignorant)?

But Cornelia still cooperated and tapped the glass wall of the water tank with her tail, making an alert expression.

After all, she was a weak, helpless and pitiful little mermaid.

Cornelia looked at the cat-cat person who was trying hard to save himself, thought for a moment, in order for her plan to be implemented smoothly and without other accidents, should she help them escape?

Finally, hard work pays off, the cat-cat person cut off the lock on the cage.