How to keep a human in captivity

Chapter 13

The siren was still lying on his shell bed full of gold coins, and this time he didn't even bother to prepare a welcome ceremony for John and others.

He looked at the human-mermaid duo in front of him with obvious complacency on his face.

"So you've changed your mind, human?"

"This is still to be discussed." The human replied.

"Oh, you have chosen an appropriate time to visit me." The siren bit the accent on "appropriate", "I thought you would be more worried about Arthur's condition than haggling with me."

"Arthur became ill suddenly." The human remained calm, "I have to suspect that this is a trap."

"Human conspiracy theory." The Siren sneered, and he said with a half-smile: "Why didn't Janford tell you that this is definitely not a conspiracy?"

"Cough..." Zhanford, who was suddenly named, shook his head and said solemnly, "Mermaids cannot harm their own kind, or they will be punished by Sea God."

This punishment is real.

"I told you earlier that it's a curse that flows in the mermaid's blood, not a punishment from the sea god." The siren giggled again, "I really doubt what the legends in the clan have become now, Will you tell the next generation of mermaids that I am the real sea god?"

Janford immediately refuted Siren's statement with righteous words: "I'm sure that's an unnecessary worry."

"Well, I still like to hear you call me a siren." The siren smiled innocently, holding her chin.

"If this is not a conspiracy." The human brought the topic back, "then we will proceed to the next round of negotiations."

"Oh?" The Siren Siren looked back with interest.

"Humanity wants a guarantee." Janford took on the role of explainer. "After all, he doesn't want to end up with the same result as the portrait on your corridor."

"Oh... this is really worrying." The Siren frowned slightly, "I have never successfully raised a human being in captivity, they always think of various ways to slip away from my nose... …and then died of various accidents.”

"Accident? Let's talk about it, and then we will know how to avoid it." The curiosity of the Janford scientist was attracted, and he remembered that Ford seemed to be still writing a seaweed book called "Guide to Captive Humans", and He can give his cousin Ford a little advice, can't he?

"Oh, that was too long ago." Siren blinked, "My memory is not very clear, you have to be considerate of the elderly."

"Why don't you talk about what you remember." Zhanford continued to persuade enthusiastically.

The human looked at the two mermaids in front of him and began to digress, but this time he had no intention of stopping them.

In fact, they were here to stall for time.

Ford scurrying purposefully through the Siren's castle.

The purpose is the treasure room of the siren.

The scurrying is that he got lost.

If it wasn't for humans to come forward to stabilize the sea monster, otherwise this job really shouldn't have fallen on him.

Ford flicked his fish tail irritably. They didn't know how the sea monster knew everything about the bottom of the sea, but humans suggested that if they could temporarily attract the sea monster's attention to other areas, maybe he would Ignore the situation under his nose.

It is said that human beings have an ancient oriental saying to call this situation: dark under the lamp.

"And I'm already dark enough." The black fish Ford flicked his tail irritably, why every corridor in the Kraken's castle looks the same, the only difference is that there are many human portraits hanging in one corridor, That's the only corridor that leads to the lobby.

Ford turned one corner, another, and nearly bumped his head into a portrait.

Oh, Poseidon, how wonderful that there is a portrait of a mermaid in the siren's castle!

Ford blinked, and the mermaid in the portrait also blinked. She has long silver-white hair, beautiful platinum eyeballs that move flexibly in her eye sockets, and her white tail is well curled under her body. It looks majestic and kind.

"Son, what is it that makes you hurry?"

If Jamford were here, he'd call it: the historic meeting of a white mermaid and a black mermaid.

But in fact, neither Ford nor the mermaid in the frame paid attention to this matter.

"I'm lost," replied Ford honestly.

"As I see it." The white mermaid nodded, "You can call me Mrs. Hudson."

"Dear madam, I am Ford Privket."

"Little Priefkert, why did you get lost in this castle?"

"Actually, I'm looking for the siren's treasure room, my friend is sick and we need Martingale."