Stunningly beautiful yet wicked, she begins by conquering eight beast husbands.

Chapter 202 New World

Scarlett fell into a glacial world.

The surrounding area was an overwhelming expanse of clear, sky-like blue.

The wall surface resembles mermaid scales, each one glowing.

The ground beneath my feet was a pale blue block of ice, which emitted a slight chill, but it wasn't unbearable.

There was no one else around, and the place was so vast that every tiny sound would be met with a tremendous echo.

Scarlett dared not act rashly. She reached out her hand, released her mental energy, and used it to explore everything around her.

A transparent and clear spiritual energy, like silk threads, soars through this unknown world.

Before long, they returned and led Scarlett deeper into the area.

It took about ten minutes to walk.

Scarlett saw the end of the world.

High walls made of scales, steps built of ice bricks.

At the very top of the stairs stood a magnificent throne.

An orc sat on the throne.

His silver-white hair cascaded to the ground, his cold and aloof features were detached and noble, and his skin was very white, like frost that had formed in the long night, without a trace of blood. Just looking at him made one feel a chill.

His eyes were half-closed, his white eyelashes thick and dense, with ice beads hanging from the tips, obscuring his eyes and making it impossible to tell whether he was still conscious.

The mermaid was naked, her upper body bare and chained, while her lower body was a large, pale blue fish tail that shimmered and hung casually beside the throne, following her hair.

He appeared before Scarlett without any adornment, yet inexplicably inspired awe and a sense of unapproachability.

Scarlett slowed her pace, stopped in front of the steps, looked up, and saw the shadows of Sylvia and Tyron in the mermaid's noble features.

His facial features are 80% similar to Sevilla's, and his aloof temperament is very similar to Tyronn's.

Who is he?
Scarlett felt a sense of doubt.

Perhaps it was because she was too familiar with the man that Scarlett forgot the characteristics of the wanted criminal leader and didn't think of the mermaid in front of her as a bad guy.

Just when Scarlett was unsure whether she should stay or leave.

The mermaid on the throne stirred and slowly lifted her eyelids.

He looked at Scarlett, his azure eyes slowly shifting, his brows furrowing slightly, and lazily asked, "Female?"

Scarlett was stunned for a moment, feeling like she had been caught daydreaming in class by the teacher.

She nodded a beat late, "Yes."

The mermaid raised her elbow and rested it on the armrest of the throne, her fingers curled against the side of her cheek. She tilted her head and looked at Scarlett with interest. "Where did you come from?"

This place has been untouched for many years.

He was excited when a female suddenly appeared and wanted to have a proper chat with her.

He concealed his teeth, revealing a kind and amiable expression.

Scarlett shook her head blankly. "I don't know."

She really didn't know.

It was that cyan spiritual energy that brought her here.

He grabbed her ankle and pulled her down.

Suddenly, her surroundings changed, and she found herself here.

The mermaid smiled and let out a melodious laugh. Her heavenly voice echoed in the empty space, possessing an inexplicable power to bewitch people, making Scarlett's ears go weak.

He shifted his position on the throne, his expression becoming languid. He looked Scarlett up once more, his gaze lingering on her face. His eyes flickered slightly to the side as he said in a confident tone, "You're not from here."

Scarlett did not deny it, and nodded frankly, "That's right, I'm not from here. I come from a world a hundred years in the future, and I'm currently participating in a resource competition."

Scarlett had a feeling that she couldn't fool the person in front of her by lying, so she didn't intend to lie.

The mermaid raised an eyebrow at her words, her lazy gaze turning serious. "A world a hundred years from now? A resource war? You're from the Oranrosa Empire?"

Scarlett: "Yes."

"How is your mother?" the mermaid asked with concern. Scarlett was slightly surprised.

The mermaid looked at her expression and smiled mockingly, "You are Catherine's daughter, I know that."

Scarlett was even more surprised, but she composed herself and gave a naive smile. "Thank you for your concern, Uncle. My mother is fine."

"uncle?"

A crack appeared in the smile on the mermaid's face, her brows furrowed, and her expression was unreadable.

This female is really good at networking.

He and Catherine were not friendly; they were even enemies.

The mermaid looked at the innocent female in front of her, stretched her body, and her eyes gradually sharpened. "Your mother shouldn't live much longer. How can things be alright? Don't lie to me."

Scarlett paused for a moment.

The mermaid surveyed her surroundings and said casually, "This place has become the arena for the resource war. If nothing unexpected happens, we should all be dead. Only Catherine can deal with my abilities, but if she wants to deal with me, she will have to pay a price ten times more painfully than I do."

The mermaid opened her lips, and her pale lips uttered a vicious curse, "She will definitely not survive!"

"Impossible! My mother is healthy and will live to be three hundred years old; she will definitely not die young!"

Scarlett retorted sharply.

Although she and Catherine had only spent time together a few times and were not very close, every time they met, she could feel that beneath Catherine's stern and imposing exterior lay a mother's deep love for her daughter.

She admired and was also fascinated by it.

Therefore, she would not allow anyone to speak ill of Catherine.

The mermaid looked at her again.

His gaze lingered on Scarlett's brow.

It was as if he wanted to see Scarlett's past through her slightly furrowed brow.

suddenly.

His eyelashes fluttered, and sure enough, he saw something different.

He smiled slightly, a cold smirk playing on his thin lips, and changed the subject.

He asked, "Is Sevia your beast-tamer?"

Scarlett paused, not understanding how the topic had suddenly veered off course. Still immersed in defending her mother, she didn't leave.

Scarlett rolled her eyes to the mermaid's tail, blinked, and said, "Yes."

"How is he?" the mermaid asked her.

Scarlett: "Very good."

"very good."

The merman pondered the meaning of those words. After a long while, the smile on his lips faded, and his eyes lowered, as if he had fallen into a slump.

Scarlett felt that Sylvia must have some connection with this mermaid. Since her current situation was uncertain, she might be able to use Sylvia's connection to get closer to the mermaid.

then.

She took the initiative to ask, "Uncle, are you and Sevier friends?"

The mermaid, who had been somewhat silent, fell even more silent after hearing this.

His lips twitched, and his brows furrowed deeply. "You think I'm friends with Sevier? Do we even match the ages? Was he born a hundred years ago?"

Scarlett nodded, "A friendship that transcends age."

The mermaid closed her eyes briefly. "Scarlett, you don't need to play dumb to trick me."

Scarlett opened her eyes. "Uncle knows my name?"

The mermaid took a deep breath, finding it difficult to continue the conversation. She glanced indifferently at Scarlett and said coldly, "This is my world. I know everything."

Scarlett: "Does Uncle know where the exit is?"

Mermaid: "..."

(End of this chapter)