C135 It Is Not That the Enemy Does Not Raise His Hand

After what seemed like a mournful song, I gradually woke up. My eyes were filled with the mermaids, who were looking up and down at me with curiosity until they couldn't understand what was going on.

"How is it? What are you going to do with this man now? "

The one who spoke was actually a mortal. I took a closer look and saw that this person looked a little familiar.

His short stature