: It’s suitable to kill girls these days

Author: Panda's Big Wooden House

: It’s suitable to kill girls these days

The mermaid (Siren) is considered a special individual among the siren and is a distant relative to the harp.

The latter may be somewhat credible, but the former is suspected by scholars and sorcerers - because although the female sirens have a natural and beautiful upper body like a human woman, they will still reveal their true appearance like a beast in the deep sea when they prey; on the other hand, although mermaids also prey, they are always beautiful.

The most important thing is that the female siren is closer to wild beasts and monsters, and has less reason and wisdom; while the mermaids actually have language.

Scholars who are proficient in linguistics are convinced that the mermaid's language is a variation of the ancient language, with a unique melody, and speaks more like singing. Since there is language, a more terrifying guess can be extended - the mermaid is civilized, perhaps in the deep sea.

However, ordinary people will not care about this. What they talk about is the love legend about mermaids. It is said that they sometimes jump out of the water, sit on the reef, and accept courtship from males and humans.

Geralt once witnessed such a love story, which took place in the collection of the original short stories: The duke of a certain place once hopelessly fell in love with a mermaid and commissioned Geralt, who was proficient in ancient languages, to help convey his feelings - here to sigh at the knowledge of the wolf witch hunter - the duke hoped that the mermaid could give up his life in the ocean and marry him, but was rejected.

Subsequently, the depressed Duke commissioned Geralt to investigate several murders, but found that the beast came from a mysterious underwater intelligent race. Soon this group of races called "ocean residents" clashed with people on the ground, and the war was about to break out.

Fortunately, the mermaid that the duke loved finally appeared in time. She used magic to turn her tail into legs, married the duke, and prevented the conflict between land and ocean.

A pretty good story to read.

...

However, by now, mermaids rarely accept the clumsy courtships of sailors or the provocations of nobles - it may be because there are too many lonely sailors kidnapped them.

"As far as I can remember, my father has warned me: If you hear beautiful women singing at sea, you will turn around immediately, even if you will move towards a storm."

"The appearance of the mermaids is just a disguise, they are extremely cruel. They should pull out their axes as soon as they meet them." The old village chief said confidently, "The ultimate purpose of the mermaid must be the lives of all the young and old in the village. Bill was bewitched by the monster with a vulgar appearance!"

Lann exchanged glances with several witch hunters behind him, especially Geralt.

The experienced Wolf Sect Witch Hunter shook his head. He did not rule out the speculation that the mermaid was kind by nature, but it still needed to see it with his own eyes to confirm.

Any absolute stereotype of monsters or other mysterious races can lead to tragedy.

Lane followed the old village chief's words and asked: "You saw that Bill meets a mermaid at night. What happened later? You killed the mermaid, and then let the young man in the village tie Bill to Furhara Village, want to feed him a bear?"

The Guslav's butler's eyes cooperated with Lane's words and became sharp, causing the old village chief to kneel down again with a plop.

"Two sirs, we don't have that kind of ability..."

"Just the moment we saw the mermaid, the mermaid also discovered us and immediately dived into the sea and disappeared."

The old village chief lamented, "And after Bill found us, he actually told us: The mermaid is kind, and it is because of her life in our village that has improved. He said that he was trying to make the mermaid ashore. If it really doesn't work, he would find a way to get underwater breathing - no matter which method, they will stay and continue to help the village and make us the richest village on the Great Skellig Island."

The witch hunters looked at each other again, and Geralt nodded slightly this time, saying that just like a mermaid can obtain legs, humans can also gain the ability to live underwater in some magic like tree spirit transformation, and live with their mermaid companion.

The old village chief was still sighing: "This child has seen too many stories outside. Will we Skeligers believe in such funny and absurd rumors? Children don't believe it!"

Lann sighed, not sure whether it was for the village, for the young Bill, or the unknown mermaid.

"Why did Bill go to the village of Ferhara, and was accompanied by the young people from your village?"

"That was his trial of glory - I actually believed his nonsense!" The old village chief looked regretful, "In order not to let the village be destroyed by mermaids, we planned to organize manpower and ask the lord for help to hunt the mermaids. But Bill stopped us and said that he was willing to go to the village of Furhara to explore the truth and obtain glory in exchange for us not to hunt and kill the mermaids."

"Although the Swabrou sect was destroyed, the shepherds who tried to retrieve the lost lamb and the travelers who tried to avoid the wind and snow had swearing: fresh blood reflected the sunlight on the Swabrou altar, and the roar of the giant bear was still ringing in the cave underground - Bill swore that he would bring back the giant bear's head."

The old village chief beat his chest and stamped his feet regretfully: "The Skelligers cannot stop the islanders from getting glory, so we agreed and sent the four most powerful young men in the village to supervise him to prevent him from running away. But he didn't expect that only Bill escaped!"

"It must be that mermaid who used evil magic, and Bill was in the same vein with it!"

But Lann and his group knew the truth, but this was not the case. They knew that it was the giant bear transformed by the Verka people who killed this team that wanted to gain glory, and Bill himself escaped from death.

I just don’t know what Bill is confident about going up the mountain with such confidence. Do you really hope to give him strength through love? Or maybe he thought that if he died in the village of Vrhala, he could make his fellow villagers give up catching mermaids?

Lane shook his head and asked, "So where is Bill now?"

The old village chief showed hatred in his eyes: "That despicable man who had no honor dared to return to the village. We were originally planning to execute him and make him pay the price for deceiving us. But he ran into a complex cave in the mountains near us, where a large number of sirens lived. It was also from that time that sirens began to appear near the sea in our village."

The old village chief was indignant: "This is a powerful proof. I think it is not that Bill was tempted by the mermaids, but that they colluded to destroy our village!"

Lane sighed deeply again, for the sake of this village and for Bill.

But now it can at least prove that Bill is still alive for the time being. I hope the love between him and the mermaid can make him safe and sound in the place where the female sirens appear.

"Point me the cave location with sirens everywhere, I need to find it."

...

Skellig has many terrain similar to the caves in front of him.

The entrance of the cave is wide and deep, and the rock walls on both sides support the cliffs. From time to time, a person-high hollow will appear. Some dark and unsettling sunlight shines through the cracks in the rock cave walls and these hollows, illuminating the cave into a psychedelic appearance.

With a "splash", the feet wearing steel shin guards stepped into the water, and the sea water exceeded the ankles, bringing an uncomfortable soaking feeling.

"It's here, the masters... and the masters." The old village chief said to the witch hunters and the Guslav housekeeper.

Lann looked inside the cave, accompanied by the low buzz of rocks and the flickering light, and low hisses came from time to time in the depths of the cave.

These hissings made the old village chief, who was already trembling, shake even more violently.

"You go back first, thank you for your hard work," Lanen said lightly.

The old village chief hurriedly bowed and ran away, no longer wanting to stay in this place for an extra second.

Then Lann turned his gaze to Guslav, and the former adjutant of Kratz shook his head firmly: "The Count sent me as your guide, so I have not allowed you to explore the dangerous land alone."

Lane patted his shoulder encouragingly: "Then get your weapons ready."

Walking into the cave, the wet and salty smell suddenly came towards everyone.

The sound of everyone stepping on the sea water quickly began to echo inside the cave, but the faint neighing sound stopped immediately.

Obviously, the monsters in the cave noticed the existence of Lann and his group. However, they did not attack everyone immediately, as if they wanted to use other means.

Lann noticed that Kogrim seemed particularly excited, and there was a hint of curiosity.

"I'm from the south," Kogrim explained. "Even though I went north to look for school equipment drawings, I encountered mostly harps, but I've never seen siren. I heard that this kind of monster knows especially... to seduce people, and I've long wanted to see them."

The other four pairs of witch hunters' eyes looked at Koglim, but then nodded in agreement and understanding.

Lan En encouraged, "You will take the lead in the future."

Kogrim agreed happily, and an abnormal flush appeared on his face; but his movements were not slow, and he quickly and steadily put a layer of snake-like [mixed beast sword oil] on his silver sword.

...

As everyone advanced, a clearing ground like a patio and a... beautiful figure soon appeared in front of him.

She has fair skin that is completely different from the women of the archipelago, with crystal water droplets on it, which makes her look even more delicate under the light of the cave; she has a slightly curly golden hair, a slight wet feeling on it, and it looks charming when she sticks to her slender neck.

The most important thing is that her clothes are very "ocean" and extremely "natural", and even the legendary behavior of using shells as a cover is not enough. She just exposes her skin with a beautiful curve to the sunshine falling from the sky and the focus of everyone's eyes.

The water droplets dripped from her hair, slowly passed through her skin, and finally penetrated into the scales below her waist.

This is the Siren.

"Singing—"

A voice began to echo in everyone's ears.

It is not a song, because what is in front of you is not a mermaid. What comes into everyone's ears is like a whale chanting, empty and leisurely, enough to let the listener down his vigilance.

Kogrim opened his arms to stop his companion behind him, saying that he had no choice but to take the lead at this time.

After brushing himself with a layer of [Qunen Seal], he carried the snake-headed silver sword, hid the sword blade behind him, and slowly approached the sirens in front of him.

The witch hunter like a venomous snake put away his sharp teeth, but instead began to spit out letters frequently, observing every detail of the sirens rigorously and greedily.

"Ah... the upper body is like this, it's true that there is no difference from humans... No, this is the biggest difference, because everything growing is too standard, like a sculpture."

"As for the lower body... there seems to be no organ that can help hunt. It's not a fish tail, because it's a siren... It looks more like a snake tail with fins..."

The amber snake eyes became brighter and brighter, and the expression of the snake witch hunter became more and more focused.

The Siren, who was being looked at by Kogrim with his eyes, tilted his head in an extremely girlish manner, as if he was extremely curious about the actions and words he said in front of him.

She suddenly changed from the half-lying position with her back facing the sky to a sitting position, and at the same time she slowly began to lean forward towards Koglim.

There was no expression on the fair face, but the eyes that seemed as pure as lake water reflected a trace of purity that was not mixed with by the world. As for her body, the sudden increase in movements made her hair, skin, and the dewdrops on her began to fluctuate slightly like the water surface blown by the wind.

Lann heard the sound of swallowing from his throat suddenly coming from beside him. When he looked back, he saw that the three witch hunters, wolves, bears and griffins, were all expressionless.

The Guslav Butler made the sound.

The islanders knew the power of the Siren. After entering the cave, this former adjutant of Kratz was the person with the tightest weapon.

But at this moment, even after doing enough psychological construction, the Guslav housekeeper was still shocked by the actions of the Siren.

...

"Ah...suck, even the action is so anthropomorphic. Have they observed and learned human postures specifically? Or reacted instinctively?"

"But look at her... no, it's the action of 'it', why do you feel so familiar? It's a bit like..."

Kogrim's academic exploration of himself was not over yet, and the sirens with a beautiful upper body in front of him suddenly turned into a black shadow.

"...It's a bit like a prelude to snake prey." The witch hunter's words came late.

It turned into a black shadow because it was difficult for ordinary people to capture the ejection speed of the Siren with their naked eyes. The body that had just begun to fluctuate was actually the accumulation of energy before preying on.

And in the amber snake eye of the demon hunter, every inch of the change of the siren is clearly reflected:
To be continued...