In the Middle Ages, people drew cards to be promoted to nobility.

In the dark cabin.

Lothar has finished speaking about "Understanding the true principles of Bodhi in seconds, severing demons and returning to the original soul to unite with the soul."

On the bed opposite, Fringilla was still listening in high spirits.

The story is told in Chinese, so both people can understand it.

The lines set for them in the game are originally in Chinese. In fact, Lothar's budget never planned to hire foreign language voice actors.

"Go on, what happens next?"

Prajna pursed his lips and said nothing, but Lothar could clearly feel that there was a hint of expectation in those always cold eyes.

"If you want to know what happened next, please listen to the breakdown next time" that Lothar pushed to his lips was swallowed back by him.

"Okay, let's talk about one last chapter."

"As promised in advance, you must rest after finishing this chapter! Good rest is crucial for a warrior."

Fringilla said impatiently: "Okay, okay, I got it, let's get started!"

Prajna pursed her lips. The following sentence was what she said the first night she slept with Lothar.

Lothar glanced at Fringilla angrily, cleared his throat, and continued: "But it was said that the Monkey King returned to Huaguo Mountain and defeated the demon king who occupied the mountain as king."

The notification sound of increased intimacy will sound from time to time.

But there were no significant changes.

Fringilla still hasn't improved to "friendly", but her attitude is obviously different from when she was "cold".

Probably just like Prajna, they seem to still lack an opportunity to achieve a breakthrough.

Lothar doesn't have so many utilitarian ideas. When she gets along with them, she is very happy, so don't think that intimacy will unlock skills or something.

Everything will fall into place.

Besides, there's no point in being anxious.

You can't pinch Fringilla's white neck and urge: "Become friendly to me, hurry up!"

After finishing this chapter, Lothar yawned.

Physical strength does not mean energy. He can't do it all day and night without sleeping.

If some potions that change his physique or increase his attributes can be extracted from the system in the future, maybe he can become like a high-quality follower.

"If you want to know what title this monkey was awarded when his head went to heaven, please listen to the explanation next time."

"Just stop here, I'm going to sleep."

"Um."

Prajna nodded slightly.

Fringilla didn't try hard anymore, but said with some pity: "It's all my fault that my strength hasn't recovered yet. Otherwise, if you give the lord a first hug, you wouldn't need to sleep every day."

Lothar was speechless and lay down with her eyes closed.

If he gets older in the future and hasn't found any potions or props that can extend his life, he might even consider becoming a vampire.

But he won't make such plans now.

Vampires are another species. When you transform into a vampire, your entire values ​​​​and worldview will be turned upside down.

God knows if he will become a ferocious demon who only knows how to raise "blood beasts", hide in a dark and humid castle, and choose people to eat.

See Lothar lying down.

Fringilla's face was full of boredom.

Vampires, like the ghost clan to which Prajna belongs, also need sleep, but that kind of sleep is at least measured in months.

A short sleep once a day like humans do.

Can.

But it's not necessary.

Fringilla wanted to say something, but then glanced at Lothar, who was breathing evenly, and suppressed her words.

She winked with Prajna, but the silly big man ignored her.

snort.

Turn over and sleep.

Lothar was asleep.

In my ears, a beautiful and soft song suddenly sounded.

The voice was so gentle and did not give anyone the slightest feeling of being disturbed in their sleep.

It was as if he was resting on the soft lap pillow of his beloved woman, and the tip of his nose seemed to be able to smell the faint fragrance.

Activation Milestone: Meeting the Siren: You had an intimate exchange of bodily fluids with the Siren and successfully survived their brutal mating process.

System notification sounds, like annoying alarm sounds.

Lothar woke up a little irritably, but immediately realized something was wrong - the singing had not disappeared. It was not a dream, but a woman was really singing!

In the dark cabin, Prajna was holding the ghost-faced shield in his hand, looking around cautiously.

The grimace relief on the shield became excited.

Fringilla's eyes flashed dark red.

"It's actually here."

Her tone was a little excited, as if some kind of surprise had appeared in her peaceful life.

"Lord, I don't want to suck human blood. Is it okay to suck the blood of sea monsters?"

"Listening to that sultry voice, you know their blood must be extra sweet."

The fangs pierced her lips unconsciously.

Prajna frowned and said softly: "Wake up!"

Fringilla's scarlet eyes dimmed immediately, and she said in disbelief: "How could it be? No, my mental power is so much higher than yours, how could I be the one who got tricked?"

Prajna said concisely and concisely: "Your desires are too burning."

"Let's go and wake up the people. We can't let them continue to be intoxicated by the siren's song."

Lothar put on her coat and walked out first.

Every cabin was full of ugliness at the moment.

Lothar looked at it with a big frown: "Fortunately, the citizens are divided into two cabins according to gender, otherwise it will definitely lead to a series of ethical tragedies."

He was the first to wake up Hans, Len, and Model.

When the three people woke up, their faces were full of anger. After seeing clearly that it was Lothar, they broke out in cold sweat and woke up completely.

"Plug your ears, wake people up, and call our citizens first."

After he finished speaking in a hurry, he took Prajna and Flingi to the deck.

On the deck, the obese businessman was looking into the distance with a face full of intoxication, murmuring: "Selena, I'm back again. This time, I brought a whole boatload of sacrifices to you."

"I know that an ugly fat guy like me doesn't deserve your favor, but please, please accept this meager gift."

Selena?

It must be a siren, right?

Lothar looked slightly cold, thinking that this damn Jewish businessman was not only stingy and greedy, but also wanted to use their group of passengers as gifts to please the Siren.

Damn it!

In the night sky, three figures floated up in the sky.

Their bright red lips opened and closed, singing beautiful songs.

The upper body is the same as that of a human woman, except that there is a pair of fleshy wings on the back that look like bat wings.

On their waists, there are colorful fins.

The lower body is like the legend, a very long fish tail.

Smooth golden hair shawl.

They held hands and sang songs in the air, with soft and beautiful faces.

I have to admit that these three female sirens, even Lothar, who had been with Prajna and Fringilla for a long time, felt a little tempted.

Beautiful, noble.

Is there any trace of the horror and ugliness of the Siren in the legend?

At this time, a female siren floated down slowly.

She stretched out her hand to the obese businessman and gently touched his fat face.

The businessman's face was full of excitement: "Selena, I knew it. I knew you wouldn't hurt me. You let me go last time. I knew you also had special feelings for me."

The corners of Selena's mouth raised slightly, showing a charming smile.

special?

If you weren't too strong and I didn't catch you, how could I have let such a big piece of meat escape like you?

But fortunately, this stupid prey actually came to the door again, and even offered such a rich sacrifice. So should he be spared?

Selena licked her lower lips. She felt that her saliva was drooling. The fat body made her unable to help herself.

The businessman got the wrong idea because of this, and moved his face towards him with some excitement.

The next moment, shrill screams sounded.

The siren's face was covered with blood, and it chewed the merchant's lips and flesh fiercely. The merchant screamed and rolled back and forth on the deck, leaving behind shocking blood marks.

In the sky, the banshees still suspended could no longer suppress their appetites. They flapped their wings and flew towards the businessman with blood on his face.

Fringilla mocked: "Such a low-minded creature is in no way comparable to us vampires. It is obviously to give this businessman some sweetness so that he can catch big fish in the long run."

Lothar whispered: "Stop talking nonsense and kill them!"