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Three years ago, this monarch was far from the ruthless figure he is today, foolishly coming here to exchange precious Heart Shield Scale for a pair of human legs. He had originally intended to go to land to find that human, but after inadvertently rescuing Ian, he rarely returned to the surface, as if he had come to terms with that human.
But now, it seemed he had become even more obsessive.
Victor detested being regarded as a mere commodity. The Black Witch suddenly snapped her fingers. "Your hair, it's incredibly dazzling. I can weave it into a scarf for warmth in winter."
As soon as she finished speaking, Victor picked up a knife from the table and swiftly cut off a length of his long, galaxy-like hair, handing it over to the Black Witch, who looked gleeful.
"Esteemed monarch, the deal is done. Please head to the third floor; the human you seek is in the cabinet on your right as you enter."
Xia Yangyang was hiding there; it was that simple.
A sense of insult washed over Victor as he felt deceived.
"You better ensure she is really here."
With that harsh remark, he followed the Black Witch's directions and disappeared up the stairs, leaving the surroundings silent once more.
The Black Witch's smile faded, her face clouded with helplessness and fatigue.
She pulled out a fresh, beating heart from a drawer behind her and wrapped it in Victor's silver hair. Then she took out the Heart Shield Scale she had collected three years ago and placed it on top.
A miraculous scene unfolded as the heart absorbed the silver hair, growing pulsating patterns out of thin air.
Pink light radiated brilliantly, while the Heart Shield Scale from her father became a hard armor for this heart, ensuring its protection.
"When will this sea area allow me some peace?"
The Black Witch rubbed her temples, no longer hesitating. She wrapped the heart in black cloth and began packing her belongings.
She needed to leave quickly; otherwise, if Victor discovered something unusual about that human...
At this moment, Victor reached the third floor and immediately spotted the cabinet.
There was no sound coming from inside, and he directly crushed the lock from the outside. A flash of white caught his eye first; Xia Yangyang was sitting inside a huge wardrobe.
When discovered, her frail body trembled suddenly. Victor met her pale little face and scooped her up effortlessly.
So cold and so light, she was as thin as kindling.
"Have you been drained of your essence by the Sea Witch?"
Carrying her downstairs, Victor noticed that the Black Witch was already gone, but he didn't care.
He stuffed Xia Yangyang into the palanquin, and the procession began its return to Atlantis.
"Hurry up and cover me."
Victor mocked first, "Is it fun? Should I send you back again?"
"No." A voice as faint as a mosquito's buzz came from his arms; she nestled against him like a sickly little kitten.
This submissiveness brought genuine comfort to Victor; she should have been like this all along.
"Why did you go looking for her?"
The person in his arms shivered as she replied, "I wanted to escape the trench without being discovered."
He stared at her for a while before chuckling softly.
It seemed the sea had pried open her mouth for him.
He had intended to question her about what deal she made with the Black Witch, but then he felt reassured. With nothing to offer, what could the Black Witch possibly want from her?
"I want to go to the clinic."
Xia Yangyang cautiously observed his expression and added, "Please."
She had never said those words before, and without a doubt, they were a sharp weapon piercing through Victor's hard armor.
But he had been deceived too many times, and even he wasn't sure if this was truly her heartfelt words.
He turned his head away. "Let's talk about it later, go to sleep."
Xia Yangyang didn't cry or make a fuss after being rejected; she seemed utterly exhausted. After a while, her breathing became steady.
Xia Yangyang remained unconscious for a long time, only feeling something heavy pressing down on her, making it hard to breathe.
A voice called out beside her: "Mommy, please don't sleep, okay? Look at Ian, open your eyes and see."
It was Ian crying.
Xia Yangyang instinctively wanted to pull him into her arms but couldn't open her eyes no matter what.
Under the constraints of darkness, her body felt imprisoned.
"Stop wailing here and go cry somewhere else."
The weight on her chest was suddenly lifted, and that rough, domineering voice belonged to Victor.
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