Eel Rice Bowl Extra Fresh (1)

Lorken fell into a strange silence for a moment.

“Perhaps… because of your blood…”

Right, he did say the blood moon had no ill effects on him.

“What does my blood taste like?”
“Is it very fishy?”

You raised your hand to touch the tip of your nose.
The wound had long since healed, and you couldn’t smell anything anymore.

Lorken hadn’t expected you to be completely unbothered by what had happened before, and you even had a strong sense of curiosity.

“Your taste…”
“Is very sweet…”
“With a unique fragrance.”

You paused for a moment.
What fragrance?

Lorken told you that he had smelled this fragrance twice last night, which was why he was so certain that the fragrance was a signal your body was sending out during its mating season.

But could a mating season be so brief?

“Then could it be that my situation is similar to the werewolves?”

When the blood moon appeared, it had a negative effect on your state.

Lorken pondered your words for a moment and then gave you a few suggestions.

“Perhaps, you would be willing to stay here?”
“If you are willing, I can teach you cultural knowledge and also introduce you to various races.”
“I also know a powerful witch.
I can write to her and ask about your situation.”

Even sitting by the pool, Lorken looked extremely noble.
You looked into his red eyes and saw an expression of waiting.

These suggestions were wonderful for you.
Although you felt a bit embarrassed, Lorken was the only one you could communicate with without any barriers.

This was too tempting, so you agreed to his proposal.

“Thank you so much!”

You flipped your palm over, cupped your hands upwards, and channeled the power of your jiaoren pearl, producing a handful of pearls.

“As a thank you gift, please accept these.”

Lorken looked at your palm, his eyelashes trembling slightly.
It was a handful of red pearls piled up like a small mountain in your hand.

Unlike naturally occurring pearls from the sea, the pearls produced by jiaoren were somewhat unique.
Different legends had endowed them with different magical powers.

The ordinary tears of a jiaoren, filled with emotion, would turn into beautiful pearls.
The color varied with the emotion.
This was the most common type.

Another type was the legendary jiaoren tear, containing the sincere blessing of a jiaoren, which would turn into a transparent pearl.

Eating a pearl formed from a jiaoren tear could indeed save a life and even extend one’s lifespan.

But the circumstances for crying this second type of tear were extremely rare.

You had only seen it once, before you fell into your long slumber.
A kinsman had been severely injured while evading a natural disaster, his life in danger.
His partner, in a state of extreme grief, had produced this jiaoren tear and saved their lover.

So far, you couldn’t imagine any situation that would make you cry such a precious tear.

The last type, the handful of pearls you gave to Lorken, were pearls nurtured within a jiaoren’s pearl.
Because they contained the moonlight absorbed over time, they had some status-enhancing effects.

You had deliberately made them red.

Lorken accepted the pearls and stored them away preciously.

You smilingly suggested that Lorken could use them to make a necklace or a ring.

Lorken smiled and said okay.

When he smiled, he looked less cold and very refined.

“But do I have to stay in this pool all the time?”
“It’s too small.
I still prefer to go to the sea during the day.”

Fortunately, this problem was not difficult to solve.
Although Lorken’s castle was situated on a cliff, many underground levels had also been built within the mountain.

The swimming pool you were in had also been dug out underground in the castle.
There was a door connecting to the sea, which was usually used to filter and change the water in the pool, so it was an indoor seawater swimming pool.

You only had a fishtail now, so it was inconvenient to go to other places in the castle.
Only this door could connect you to some free space.

Thinking of this, you were actually very much looking forward to whether the witch Lorken mentioned could help you.

You couldn’t even imagine how happy you would be if you could switch freely between a fishtail and legs.

“Please write to the witch for me quickly!”

As your words fell, your stomach also rumbled.

You hadn’t eaten for nearly a day.

Lorken considerately called for the butler.
The butler respectfully asked what you wanted to eat.
You indicated that you could completely solve it yourself outside.

Otherwise, eating in this pool and getting blood all over the place would be too troublesome.

You left with the butler, not forgetting to urge Lorken once again to write the letter.

Lorken’s butler was very resourceful.
He found a bathtub from somewhere, added a sturdy wooden board with wheels underneath, and took you to the exit.

You were very optimistic about this bathtub.
This would be your future mode of transportation in the castle.

The exit was actually more like a window.
You easily leaped into the sea.

The afterglow of the sunset sprinkled down.
Having just been harmed by the blood moon, you now found the setting sun exceptionally beautiful.

After swimming a certain distance, you discovered a large school of sardines.

Sardines were tasty and had few bones, but they were too small.
How many would you have to eat to be full?
You started to get picky.

Your gaze scanned around.
You suddenly saw a particularly obvious streak of white next to a coral reef.

It seemed to be an oversized eel, at least a meter long, with a much thicker tail than the eels you usually saw!

This white tail was either resting on the coral reef or stuck in it.
From any angle, it looked plump and firm, and it would definitely be filling.

It was practically your dream meal!

You swam over silently.

Ten meters, five meters, one meter, getting closer…

The white tail seemed completely unaware, even swaying leisurely.
Then, you grabbed it in your hand.

Without thinking, you lowered your head for a bite, completely unconcerned that the eel might turn around and attack you.
You didn’t take it seriously at all.

You lowered your head for a bite…

But it was a bit hard to bite…

‘Are eels this tough?’
‘No, maybe it’s because this one is particularly plump.’

You released one hand, extended your nails, thinking you should just peel the whole fish before eating it.

The next second, a large, strong-boned hand gripped your wrist.

A cold, dangerous voice sounded from above your head.
It was the sound of a merman speaking from his chest.

The meaning was: “What are you doing?”

“Huh?
I’m eating?”

You answered while looking up.
A face like that of a bewitching sea ghost was projected from his eyes into your mind.

Vibrant orange-red hair framed a face with extremely soft lines, but there was no mistaking his gender.

The other had a pair of aggressively assessing eyes, scanning you from head to toe.

In that second, it was as if you were the prey.

Then you saw him lift one corner of his mouth and show you a mocking expression.

At the same time, your other hand, still gripping the tail, felt a powerful twist.
Your grip was broken.

The firm fishtail you had considered your dinner was held up in front of your eyes by the other.

“So.”
“Is my tail your dinner?”
“You have quite an appetite.”