Chapter 34 Brother, You Smell So Good
At night, the sea of Oceanus was filled with waves and a cool breeze blew. A small cedar boat drifted gently, breaking up the reflection of the bright starry sky.
"Crack~"
There was a slight tremor from the wooden boards in the cabin, and a petite figure got on all fours, half-crawling in the corner.
In the night, the pair of rectangular purple-red eyes flickered faintly, and the little head quietly approached the figure lying next to it...
Suddenly, the pair of tightly closed eyes in the darkness opened and stared at the face that was so close.
"What do you want to do?"
After a brief silence, little Medusa raised her head, looked at Lorne, and answered in a muffled voice.
“I’m hungry…”
"If you're hungry, go out and find something to eat."
Lorne pointed outside the door and spoke expressionlessly.
"But……"
Little Medusa looked straight at Lorne in front of her, and couldn't help licking her lips with her pink tongue.
"You smell so good..."
“…”
In the speechless silence, the corners of Loen's mouth twitched violently a few times.
I see. It turns out that he is being noticed again...
Of course, this was not lust, but just like his witch teacher, he had a great interest in Loen's smell and body structure.
To be more precise, what Medusa displayed was the hunting instinct of a snake monster.
They usually prefer to suck the blood of living creatures to absorb magic power.
The purer the target's blood is, the stronger its divinity and magic power is, and the stronger the aroma it emits.
As the offspring of Zeus and the legendary future god of wine, it goes without saying that Loen is a temptation to Medusa. He is simply a mobile blood pack.
Especially not long after she completed her advancement, this Gorgon had been kept on being hung up by some tasteless roasted fish, so her thirst for blood naturally grew day by day.
Finally, on this night, she couldn't hold back and wanted to eat it.
But in terms of alertness and vigilance, Loen is obviously more alert.
"Gurgle~"
The clear sound of throat movement echoed in the small cabin, interrupting Lorne's thoughts.
When Loen came to his senses, he saw Medusa who had sneaked up on him again and his face darkened.
But then, he stretched out his arms with a subtle expression, as if smiling.
"Want to eat?"
Medusa swallowed unconsciously, her eyes staring straight at the white arm. Her gradually burning gaze seemed to be able to penetrate the target's skin, clearly seeing the rich blood vessels underneath and the scarlet deliciousness flowing inside.
At the same time, the little head couldn't help but press down.
“Bang!”
However, before Medusa could taste the delicious food, another hand fell at lightning speed and hit her head hard.
"You wish!"
Loen's expression suddenly changed. He pulled back his arm that was used as bait and scolded unhappily.
"You're not sleeping at night and you want to attack me? Can you please respect me, an old senior? I'm better than you anyway. You're rushing over here without thinking. Aren't you just walking into a gun barrel?"
Medusa rubbed her aching head and was silent for a while before she quietly expressed her thoughts.
"But I'm really hungry."
“…”
Luo En, who had been trying to persuade her earnestly, was suddenly speechless.
Well, I still didn’t listen to the lesson.
Faced with the unyielding student, Luo En waved his hands angrily with a look of disgust.
"Go, go, there's some leftover grilled fish on the plate in the kitchen."
Medusa's mouth twitched and she turned away expressionlessly.
"Where are you going? The kitchen is next door."
Lorne pointed to the opposite side and reminded unhappily.
“I’m not hungry!”
Medusa frowned and shook her head firmly to refuse the kindness. At the same time, she quickly jumped onto the bed, pulled the quilt over, and curled herself into the quilt to establish an all-round three-dimensional defense.
Looking at the Gorgon who was defeated in front of a plate of overnight seafood, Loen couldn't help but shake his head and sneer.
What? He's just a kid.
Outside the door, the moonlight was bright and a moist sea breeze blew into the cabin, diluting the little sleepiness that Loen had at the moment.
Forget it, let’s go for a walk outside.
Bored, he glanced at the silent bed beside him, quietly put on his clothes, and went to the deck of the boat to look out.
In the silent cabin again, a corner of the three-dimensional defense quilt was quietly lifted up. A pair of purple-red eyes looked at the back of the person blowing in the wind, inexplicably absent-minded.
This person seemed different from any human she had ever met.
Very strange...
But, um, it's also reassuring...
Medusa's curled up body stretched slightly, fatigue continued to surge into her heart, and her vision gradually blurred.
At this moment, as if he was a little bored with being idle, Lorne on the deck picked up a homemade harpoon and stood in front of the ship's side looking down.
Tomorrow we will eat fish again...
Medusa muttered depressedly and yawned deeply. Finally, she could no longer resist the invasion of sleepiness. She tilted her head and fell asleep.
In the early morning, a meaty aroma, completely different from the fishy smell, filled the cabin, waking up the sleeping Gorgon.
Medusa's nose twitched, and her languid spirit suddenly perked up. Then she rubbed her sleepy eyes, sat up from the bed, walked out of the cabin barefoot, came to the deck, and looked curiously at the pot of meat breakfast that was stewing in front of Loen.
"What?"
"There was a fish tide nearby last night, which attracted a lot of seabirds. I took advantage of the chaos and shot down a few."
Lorne answered nonchalantly, turning a wooden spoon and yawning.
Medusa glanced at the bloodstained harpoon beside her and the bird feathers gathered in a small pile on the deck, and was slightly dazed.
"It's almost done. Go wash your face first, and then we can eat together."
The reminder in her ear brought the Gorgon back to her senses and she obediently completed the preparations before the meal.
Soon, after stewing for most of the night, the completely soft bird meat was brought out of the kitchen and served on the dining table.
Medusa took a look at the greasy soup and large pieces of bird meat in the bowl, and couldn't help but touch her growling belly.
Still so hungry...
For vampires, the magic, vitality and sense of fullness brought by blood are difficult to replace with ordinary food.
but……
Medusa slightly raised her purple-red eyes, looked at the figure beside the ship who was chewing a piece of fish, and pursed her lips.
Should be delicious.
The petite Gorgon picked up the earthenware bowl, closed her eyes and took a big sip of the thick soup, imagining the sweet taste of blood in her mind.
In a trance, it felt as if I really drank blood from the soup base, and the warmth spread through my stomach and lower abdomen, flowing to my limbs and bones.
Delicious!
Medusa couldn't help but widen her eyes and took another big sip, reliving the previous enjoyment.
The familiar feeling came up again, along with a faint fishy sweetness on the tip of the tongue.
Fishy and sweet?
Medusa was stunned and looked forward.
The hand holding the stick is slender and white, like an exquisite jade.
The only flaw was that there was a shallow scratch on the back of the hand.
Medusa opened her mouth and was about to speak when Lorne, who was leaning against the side of the boat, suddenly stood up, threw the fish in his hand into the surging waves under the boat in anger, and shouted excitedly.
"Land! It's land! We can go ashore!"
At the same time, a coastline within sight, as well as the endless mountains and the iconic marble buildings of the human city-state came into view.
Today was another day where I exceeded my word count.
Now that we have dealt with the ocean gods, it’s time to go ashore. Guess who will be the first to get into trouble.
(End of this chapter)
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