"Delicious, really delicious!"
"Fresh flesh... this is what it feels like to be alive."
"Much better than the rotten fish in the sea."
The once magnificent hall has now turned into a bloody dining room.
The once high and mighty council members have now become delicacies on the table.
"Eat, why aren't you eating?"
And the once high and mighty Princess, this time, is rarely enjoying the "Princess" treatment... On the plates is "human," and in the dining seat is the former "human Princess," now a Fishman matron.
She opened her mouth, trying to take a bite, but tears came out without her knowing.
"Haha, look at her crying!"
"Is she regretting or afraid?"
"Eat quickly, or we'll eat you!"
And the exotic guests with a taste for malice are just waiting for this moment.
They also know that this kind of reticence and crocodile tears are no different, delicious...
"Delicious, tasty..."
