Father Mavie

Chapter 124 Igor (please subscribe!!!)

Under the mysterious and deep black sea, a slender and vigorous black figure swims quickly, with waist-length black hair washing in the water. His naked body, like a sharp blade, cuts through the water flow precisely, like a fish that has broken free from its shackles. The swordfish kept twisting its body and rushed towards the shore ahead.

Those golden eyes, as bright as xenon headlights, fixedly stared at the red figures on the shore. The sweet smell of blood seemed to have pierced the sea surface and flowed into his nose.

Even though the hunger was driving him crazy, he didn't attack rashly, but wandered around the shore for a while, picking out the lone prey.

He found a target that he could attack. The opponent stood at the edge of the crowd, emitting a red light all over his body, which was a sign of full blood.
Like hot ice wine, it keeps burning your throat.

This feeling deeply embedded in his body made him unable to suppress himself anymore.

Whoa!

He rushed out of the water, supported the shore, and reached out to grab the red shadow in front of him.

He felt the strong heartbeat of the other party, felt the rushing hot liquid in the blood vessels.
But the other party suddenly grabbed his arm and dragged him onto the pier.

"Friend, are you alright?"

friend?

This title stunned him who was about to hunt. He couldn't understand the meaning of a friend, and his brain that lost his memory didn't support him to understand such a complicated human vocabulary.

He is simply like a newborn baby, full of curiosity about the world.

The hunger feeling deep in his body made him tremble slightly, but driven by curiosity, he stared at the other's fragile and sweet neck for a while, then shook his head slowly.

"Ugh"

The other party sighed, pulled his wrist, and walked into a messy warehouse that smelled like fish.

Looking at the figure with his back turned to him, the blood-thirsty cells wailed again, his muscles and bones creaked, he twisted his neck, and a scarlet coldness flashed in his eyes.

A ball of old clothes exuding a slight smell fell on his face.

"Put it on quickly, the weather is already cold enough, if you don't wear a few more clothes, you will freeze to death!"

Feeling the concern mixed in the other party's voice, he fell into confusion again.

"Thank you."

By coincidence, he said these two words, and the strange feeling in his heart made him extremely awkward.

He doesn't seem to like saying thanks.

"My name is Jaylan, Jaylan Edwards, what's your name?"

The man on the opposite side handed over a glass of brown-red liquid and said his name.

What a generous and sincere gesture.
The feeling that popped up in his mind suddenly made him let go of his guard,

"Igor."

He gave his real name.

"What a good name." Jailan exclaimed, "Why are you naked?"

"I don't know." Igor shook his head, his voice was as clear as a lake: "I woke up like this, and I don't remember anything except my name."

"Amnesia?"

"Ah."

"That was such a headache."

Jielan said with deep understanding: "I have a friend like you. Since he was hit by a carriage, he can't remember anything. He also acts crazy. The family that was originally good is torn apart. Why do I say these things? Don't worry. , you can stay at my house first, and after the storm passes, you can contact the police to help you find your family."

Igor said silently: "I have no family."

"Don't you have amnesia?"

"It's amnesia, but I don't know why, I'm pretty sure I have no family."

"Oh"

With a dazed expression, Jailan imagined a miserable life comparable to that of Hamlet.

"I'm hungry." Igor said suddenly, "Do you have food?"

"Yes, of course there is!"

Jielan waved his hand, and said boldly: "It's stormy today, so we definitely can't go to sea, let's go home and have a good meal! My wife used to be the kitchen maid of the Duke's house, and she learned from the chef. Let you be full of praise!"

Feast
Igor's eyes lit up, he licked his rosy lips, put on his clothes awkwardly, followed Jailan, and came to a low stone house on North Street.

"Louise, Louise! I've brought a friend back!"

Pushing open the rotten wooden door, Jaylan walked into the stone house first, took off the cotton cap on his head, hung it on the hanger at the door, and walked towards the kitchen non-stop.

Igor stood at the gate, looked left and right, and observed the room curiously.

A spotless floor, a clean porcelain vase with a few roses in it, and a dust-proof sofa covered with a blanket.
Perhaps this family is not rich, but their love for life can be seen at any time.

"Louise seems to be out, hell, she's still pregnant in such bad weather, why are you sticking there like a wooden stake?"

Jaylan, who walked out of the kitchen, was stunned when he saw Igor standing stiffly outside the door.

"You haven't invited me in yet."

"Why are you so rigid? Come in, there are biscuits on the cabinet, please sit down for a while, I have to find Louise."

"it is good."

Igor walked into the house, sat on the sofa, put his hands on his knees, and kept his waist straight. He neither took the biscuits on the cabinet nor touched the bright roses in the porcelain vase.

He just watched, watched quietly, and waited.

"Jielan, what are you yelling for? I heard it from the next door!"

"Louis? It's great that you didn't go out. The wind outside can blow a big tree off!"

"Don't talk nonsense, I'm not a fool!"

As soon as he walked to the entrance, Jielan picked up his hat and was about to go out to look for his wife. He ran into Louise who came back from the next door. The fish basket walked into the house.

"who is she?!"

Seeing Igor sitting on the sofa with his back to her, Louise raised her eyebrows, glanced at the other's smooth and shiny black hair, grabbed her husband's ear, and shouted: "Okay, Jielan, You are so courageous! How dare you bring another woman home!"

"He's a man! Igor! Igor!"

Amid Jailan's painful cry, Igor turned around, looked at the furious Louise, and said calmly, "Your wife is very beautiful."

To be honest, when Louise saw Igor's feminine face clearly, she didn't think he was a man at all, with his Adam's apple, beard, and no masculine features at all!
but.
Under Furui Mubo's gaze on the other party's golden pupils, Louise's anger subsided instantly, and Igor's eyes seemed to have a kind of magic power, a kind of...
Undeniable magic.

"Look, I'm right!" Jaylan rubbed his red ears and said sullenly, "At first I thought he was a woman too, it's not important, I promised to let him taste your handicraft!"

"Well, I'm going to cook."

Louise nodded and entered the kitchen carrying the fish basket.

"Need help?" Jelan shouted at the top of his voice.

"No! It's only been five months!"

"Louise is just fine."

Talking to himself, Jailan happily took off the iron box on the top of the cabinet, opened the lid, and there was still half of the cookies inside.

"Eat, aren't you hungry?"

Igor picked up a biscuit, took a bite, and his expression suddenly became extremely exciting.

this food.
Make him physically uncomfortable.

"Isn't it delicious? This is baked by Louise herself! It's crispy and delicious!"

".Um."

"One more piece, you're welcome."

"Any normal food? I mean, dinner?"

"We have to wait a while, Louise just came back, and it will take some time to prepare the ingredients."

Igor nodded approvingly, expressing that he understood very well.

After half an hour.
The aroma wafted from the kitchen, and Louise came over with a tray. She liked the sense of ceremony, and added an oval steel cover on it.

The tray was placed on the table, and Igor finally smiled. He couldn't wait to lift the lid, and his smile froze instantly.

plate.
It was a carefully cooked lamprey.

(End of this chapter)