Quick Wear: Reversing Life

Chapter 285 The Imprisoned Mermaid (4)

When Reg returned to the bedroom, Molly was carefully examining a nautical chart hanging on the wall not far away.

As soon as Reg came in, he pulled Molly out of the water without saying a word.

The mermaid was not light, but Reg had very strong arms and easily picked up Princess Molly.

Molly didn't know what he was going to do, and began to struggle violently, her tail swinging up and down in the air, splashing salty water all over Reg.

The marks from the last scratch on the back of my hand are still there, and this time I was scratched on my arm again.

Veins popped out on Reg's forearms, his brows furrowed, and his fierce look was evident.

"Be honest!"

Reg threw Molly onto the bed, and soon the fish tail turned into two thin white legs.

Seeing this, Reg strode over the water tank and wrapped Molly's body with a dark red satin quilt, leaving only her round head exposed.

After a lot of struggling, Reg's shirt was torn loose.

"Come in and change the water!"

There was anger in his tone.

Soon a few sailors came in, scooped the water from the water tank with wooden buckets, and then drew fresh sea water and poured it into the water tank.

They moved quickly, not daring to look around. They only used their peripheral vision to see the quilt wrapped in a cylindrical shape on the bed and a bit of long golden hair that was exposed.

Soon the water in the water tank was refilled. Reg closed the door, walked back to the window, and reached out to pinch Molly's jaw.

Humans have a higher body temperature than mermaids.

To Reg, the little mermaid's skin felt smooth and cool to the touch, as silky as the fine jade intercepted from oriental merchant ships.

To Molly, Reg's large hands felt like hot iron tongs.

She glared at Reg and turned her head to avoid Reg's grip, but Reg restrained her with even greater force.

Molly knew that the more she resisted, the tougher Reg would become.

So she pretended to struggle a few times and then stopped moving.

Reg was satisfied, then he held her chin and looked at her face carefully.

The little mermaid's face was smaller than his palm, and her eyebrows were thin and curved, like the arc of a seagull's wings.

It is truly the most precious gift from the ocean.

"Give you a name."

"How about... Clarin?"

Coraline comes from Latin, meaning "coral", which symbolizes uniqueness and beauty, and represents the mystery and charm of the ocean.

Molly didn't react, and blinked as if she didn't understand.

Reg stared at her for a moment, then pulled her out of the covers and threw her back into the water tank.

There was a bucket of sea fish next to the water tank. Molly was a little hungry and wanted to eat these fresh and tender fish.

Seeing her glance, Reg raised an eyebrow: "Want to eat?"

Reg sat down beside him and sneered, "When you learn to speak, eat first."

Ever since I heard her high-pitched, shrill cry when I caught the little mermaid, I have never heard her make a sound since.

Molly: “…”

Molly was too lazy to pay attention to him. Mermaids don't miss three meals a day, and it's common for them to go hungry.

Reg stared at Molly, feeling that she was definitely not that simple.

After staring for a while, he saw that Molly ignored him and was combing her long hair in the water.

Reg stood up, walked to the corner of the room, rummaged through the treasure chests, found something, and threw it into the water tank.

Molly looked closely and saw that it was an exquisitely crafted gold comb.

The comb is inlaid with red gemstones and carved with floral patterns.

At first glance, it is obvious that the product comes from an ancient oriental country.

Molly wasn't sure what century it was, but could only guess it was around the 16th or 17th century.

Reg and the crew members all spoke Spanish, so they must be Spanish.

Molly glanced at the comb and then looked away with disinterest.

She was a mermaid, but she had no idea what this thing was used for.

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Four days had passed since I was placed in the captain's cabin.

The weather was calm during these four days. Every morning Reg would carry her out of the water, which not only made Molly unhappy, but he would also often rub the corners of her eyes, wanting to see the legendary pearls that her tears could turn into.

Reg still didn't give up on helping Molly learn to speak, and always tried to find ways to pry open Molly's mouth.

On the morning of the fifth day, birdsong was heard outside the boat.

Molly opened her eyes and saw Reg walking to the telescope and observing the sea.

On the first deck, the lookout climbed up the mast and shouted to Reg: "Captain! We've spotted a merchant ship ahead, heading southeast and moving slowly."

Reg sneered and walked out of the room, shouting, "Prepare for action!"

Deputy Captain Mark immediately ordered a false flag to be raised.

The open door allowed Molly to see an English flag.

The helmsman adjusted the direction and slowly approached the target.

On a merchant ship not far away, the lookout also noticed the merchant ship.

"Captain, there is an English merchant ship approaching from the side."

"Got it, don't pay any attention to it, just keep your distance."

As long as they weren't pirates or those domineering barbarians from Castile.

Suddenly, the captain thought of someone and was about to ask the sailors to be alert. Before he could say anything, the railing on the side of the ship was suddenly hooked by a grappling hook thrown from the mist.

The captain's heart skipped a beat, and he suddenly felt something was wrong. He shouted, "Everyone, alert! To arms! Pirates! Pirates!"

As soon as he finished speaking, six or seven pirates quickly climbed onto the ship using the ropes.

Damn it!

It's terrible!

Someone fired a pistol in mid-air, and many sailors climbed onto the deck from the boarding ladder.

"Where are the Musketeers! Shoot! Shoot!"

But the pirates were numerous and their attack was fierce, and soon someone cut off the merchant ship's mast and rudder chain.

It is obvious that they are well-trained and not ordinary pirates.

Amidst the flash of swords and sabers, the sailors and guards on the merchant ship were chopped to pieces, and their limbs and bodies fell into the sea.

Soon the pirates quickly took control of the merchant ship.

Someone pried open the cargo hold door, but no pirates got in.

A guess suddenly arose in the captain's mind.

Sure enough, a figure quickly slid the rope and jumped onto the deck.

The man was tall and straight, about six feet five inches tall, with broad shoulders and well-defined muscles. He had a golden coin pendant hanging around his neck.

The man had a bronze complexion and eagle-like, piercing green eyes, giving off an invisible sense of oppression. The corners of his mouth curved slightly, giving him a somewhat cynical air.

The other person walked steadily and calmly, his broad hands resting on the scimitar at his waist. The ruby ​​inlaid on the handle reflected the dazzling sunlight as he walked.

"You, you...you are——"

The captain fell to the deck, and the lookout behind him had his head chopped off and thrown into the sea.

A group of pirates with fierce looks surrounded him without moving, while the leader walked towards him slowly as if strolling in the garden.

In the blink of an eye, he was the only one left on the merchant ship.

Seeing the person coming, the captain became more certain of his inner thoughts.

"Prince Reg?"

The captain's heart sank to the bottom, with despair in his eyes.

Reg looked down at him, and there was surprise in his eyes when he heard the captain call out his name.

"Oh? You know me?"