【R76】Tide wave

Morrison filled his rucksack with sea urchins and shellfish before leaving.

The weather has been fine these days, and even the sea is calm and quiet.The blue mermaid was wrapped in the fast channel of the ocean current, swimming all the way towards the shallow sea.He was moving away from the familiar territory, and the flat seabed slowly ushered in a protruding sea ridge. Following this natural signpost, he had completely entered the range of the open sea.Further on is the bay where humans live, but Morrison doesn't plan to go there. The mixed routes and fishing boats are potential threats to mermaids.

Morrison swung his tail fin and swam around a huge protruding reef. Then he poked his head and shoulders out of the water, picked the concave and convex holes of the stone with his fingers, and began to sing "Only the inhabitants of the sea understand the song.

Soon, he noticed that there was a shadow under the sea level hiding in the white water foam, and it was rapidly approaching him with the water waves.Almost in the next second, the guy jumped out of the water, and the water droplets hanging on the brown hair drew curved lines in the air, but soon fell back into the sea.Her cool paws pressed against the mermaid's shoulders: "Hi! Jack! Long time no see." The sea otter's brown eyes were big and round, and she sniffled, "Oh my god, I smell sea urchins! There are a lot of them. Jack I love you so much, how long is this enough? Don’t remind me, I have to guess.” She gasped, then turned her head and shouted happily to the sea snake that was floating up behind her, “Honey, did you smell it? It’s lunch !"

"Hello, Emily."

The sea snake nodded to the mermaid, she tore off the sea otter hooked on Jack, and climbed up the reef with her.The sun has burned the stones very hot, and the salt spots have cast a thin gray layer on the stones, which is very suitable for taking a nap on it.The sea snake rolled up its long tail and put it under the sea otter: "Lena, I don't eat sea urchins."

"You're just too lazy to knock them open. But don't worry, Lena will do it for you." The sea otter giggled and accepted the gift from the mermaid. "Jack," she rubbed her cheeks a little embarrassedly, "Thank you for bringing me food every time."

"You're welcome. There are plenty of seabeds," he replied casually. "How are you doing?"

"It's the same noisy and boring day as before." Emily glanced at Lena beside her, resting her forehead with her hand, "If there is any change, at least those poaching pirates no longer try their best to get under the shallow sea area." Poison baits and fishing machines."

"Several large ships came out of the port a few days ago and drove all the pirates to the northern waters. I don't know if the fighting is over now." Lina also interjected.

The mermaid made no comment as Emily rolled her curvaceous body on the reef, her lips close to Morrison's scalloped ear fins, her eyes narrowed slightly, fangs like washed-up shells beneath her violet lips , exuding a soft white light: "What about you? My friend. I heard that you are still hanging out with that cold-blooded bastard?" She tactfully did not point out those things that everyone knew well.

"Emily, Death isn't as bad a neighbor as you guys think."

"It's a pity that he's not just a 'neighbor', right?" Sea Snake's tone was filled with teasing that couldn't be ignored.

The sea otter tapped Emily on the side with her paw: "Be nice dear."

The other party smiled and let the mermaid go, and then turned the topic back to pirates, war and the latest information. "Go north and have a look, maybe you can find some black soul balls he needs."

"Then I should go now." After Morrison nodded to them, he plunged into the sea.

The white air bubbles hold the fish's tail, forming long streamers under the skin.The tail fin was pressed down heavily, and the mermaid quickly jumped out to a long distance.

He moved quickly in the direction told by his friends.Along the way, he was accompanied by schools of silvery fish, small in size, but bigger than the mermaid when gathered together. These naughty little guys rubbed against the back of the mermaid, and slid down Morrison's belly from time to time, Take a ride.

This sea area is colder than the place where Morrison lives, and the bottom of the sea is not covered with white sand as he expected. He saw layers of black rocks, with pores of different sizes on the bare stones, and sea anemones on them. There is no shadow of it, as if this area is a volcano emerging from the ground. It has erupted, condensed, and taken away life, leaving only a charred black souvenir without a word.

The little guys who were still with me before suddenly fled in all directions, and the silver light spots disappeared without a trace in an instant.At the same time, several gray shadows covered the golden thread cast by the sun, Morrison was caught in the middle, and a smell of blood so thin that he almost missed it passed through the filter hole in the merman's neck.Confused, he turned himself over into a backstroke position, with a few snow-white bellies above his head—the bull sharks turned a blind eye to the mermaid, and the sea hunters were all focused on chasing the source of the smell.Morrison slowed down and followed them. After swimming for a while, vertical metal chains loomed in front of him.The iron anchor made of metal was stuck between the reefs, and the warship was stably tied to the sea surface, like fallen leaves floating on the water puddles.Bull sharks leaped and dropped around the hull, pink sea foam pierced the water, and each hunter was content to find a meal.

Morrison stepped back a bit, and he cut through the waves and began to prepare for the ascent.The merman charged straight for the surface, but held his ground at the last moment, carefully choosing to keep his eyes out of the water.

The dark blue flag was fluttering in the wind, and the pattern of the golden crown drawn on it was constantly expanding and deforming. It was hung on the top of the mast of a large ship, arrogantly leading everything below.On the opposite side of the fleet with the blue flag, there is another scene of losers - the ships with black sails are full of broken masts, and the flames are rushing up the net ropes one after another, turning the hull into Became a burning skeleton.The skull flag that once terrified the sea-dwellers shrieked under the flames and burned to ashes, just like the bound crew.They were all cut by sharp knives, and the hemp rope with the rusty smell of blood trapped the pirates tightly. Under the guard of the soldiers, they stepped step by step towards the narrow and long splint leading to the shark's mouth.

At the same time as the body fell, the black soul ball rose up.

It's a human thing.And you deserve it.

Morrison dived deep again, he embedded his body in the seabed rocks, and waited for the end of the sharks' feast.Blood and bones are the drizzle that falls from the sky, inevitably falling on the scales of the merman, but the bull sharks are not willing to chase these leftovers that are not enough for teeth, they are eager to swallow everything that falls from the boat Put it in your mouth and grind it up with your serrated fangs.

The unilateral hunting will not end for a while, and Morrison quickly found a comfortable position for himself. It is safe in this semi-surrounding cave, and the shark cannot pass through the barrier formed by the rock.

It would take a lot of work to bring back such a large number of soul orbs, but his contract with the god of death should no longer be threatened with breaking.

Morrison suddenly began to miss the little one he had left in the octopus nest—God of the Sea, who knew what death would make Hana look like, a dark and impatient guy was obviously not a suitable child care object.

But you still give Hana to him instead of Brother Shimada.But obviously the latter is the more reliable option - the voice of reason is constantly blaming, but the behavior dominated by emotion has turned everything into an established fact.Not only that, to borrow fairy tale books?What a lame excuse, you know you have a better collection at Castle Reinhardt.Morrison spread out his palms and stared blankly at the long palm prints on his palms. Emily's teasing words seemed to come to mind again.

He buried his face in it, feeling an oppressive suffocation slowly creeping up his chest.

The huge mast of the pirate ship headed by the group was finally burnt through by flames, and the heavy rough wood was in jeopardy under the swaying orange light, and the huge broken wood with sparks fell into the water, making a hissing sound of dying.They sank and floated up, densely spreading out a large web on the surface of the deep blue sea.

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"So Lady Luck is on my side." The tired mermaid threw the huge bag to the wrist of the octopus wizard, and he pointed his chin, "This is two months' worth."

"Why am I not surprised at all." The Grim Reaper held the magic book in his hand without even raising his head, and on the brown book cover was inlaid with snow-white shells a paragraph of words that the mermaid didn't understand, "It can be seen that only pressure can stimulate the potential, are you right? Jack?"

The mermaid didn't answer his words, his fingers brushed the relatively small nautilus shell in the nest: "Where's Hana?"

"Treasure hunting with the shadows in the storage room." When the topic changed to Hana, there was a crack in Reaper's usually calm tone, and he closed the book with force, "And don't expect me to help you bring it next time." The little bully."

The mermaid who was still grimacing just now laughed, as if anything that could make Death unhappy was the best pastime for Morrison.The mermaid swam up to the wizard, although I didn't realize it, but when he was in a relaxed state, the tip of his tail would be slightly bent and placed into a smooth hook shape, just like it is now. "What good did she do?"

Before the words fell, Morrison heard the little girl's long-lost voice.The little mermaid was a few rooms away from them, but that didn't stop her childish cry from reaching the ears of the men: "Uncle Death! What is this!" Hana and the black shadow flashed out from behind the coral, and the little mermaid's He was holding a golden ring in his hand, and the blue light spots on it were flickering. "Daddy?" She probably caught a glimpse of Morrison's fish tail, and hurriedly swam towards the mermaid. When she found out that it was indeed her long-lost daddy, she immediately circled the white-haired mermaid intimately, and then threw herself into Morrison. Sen arms.

"Long time no see, little guy. Have you been a good boy these days?" Morrison kissed the girl's forehead, and he quickly noticed that Hana's long hair was neatly pulled back into a loose tie Her brown hair is dotted with a few snow-white pearl clips, which look like clouds projected on her hair, and she also wears ornaments of the same color on her wrists and ears.

His worst fears didn't happen, and the actual situation made Morrison feel a little frustrated-Reaper was better than himself in dressing up girls.He cast a puzzled look at the octopus: "Where did these things come from?"

"She robbed my storage room together with the shadow." The Grim Reaper twisted his wrists in dissatisfaction, "They opened all the boxes and dug inside. Jack, do you want to see it?"

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In the end Hana managed to keep the jewelry.

But in exchange, the little mermaid had to reorganize the storage room with her father, and of course the little octopus as an accomplice was not left behind. "What are they all?" When Morrison sorted out the fourth candle holder, the mermaid finally couldn't help complaining to the god of death behind him.The wizard leaned against the door like a supervisor, and the tentacles were looking for the soul ball in his pocket: "The debris and garbage that make up human society are obvious."

Most of the shelves are full of table utensils, and the mermaid arranged the vases neatly from small to large: "I didn't expect you to have such a hobby."

"Pay attention to your wording, Jack. This has nothing to do with hobbies, otherwise they should stay in the showroom now, not the warehouse where even little devils can enter." Reaper held the black soul ball, and he did not open it. The mask, just press the sphere on the chest, the sphere began to soften the moment it touched the opponent's body, with ripples that only the waves had, and was absorbed into the body by the octopus little by little, "This sea area used to be the graveyard of ships. I’m just a scavenger, responsible for sorting out the lost goods that fell from the sky. Fortunately, the anthropologists have learned to behave well, and even if they take a long detour, they will not include this place in the itinerary.”

Morrison tilted his head in doubt, as if he couldn't believe it, the wrinkles between his brows deepened, and his blue pupils swept back and forth on the octopus's bone mask. "Could it be your fault?"

"You don't think I destroyed all passing ships? Jack, this is outrageous." Death picked up another soul ball. "I just happened to pick an inherently dangerous environment to build my nest."

After the mermaid blinked innocently to express her agreement, she turned around and threw the wizard's seemingly sincere explanation into the trash can.It is really difficult to believe in the god of death. How could a guy who is currently treating the human soul as a meal, miss the dishes delivered to his door.

But what if he really did it?thought the mermaid.Remember those venomous hooks, barbed wire, and McCree's shredded side fin?Although Morrison always hinted to himself that only a very small portion of humans would harm the sea dwellers, he still felt uncontrollably angry whenever he thought of the tragedies and blood that had happened.

Morrison was gripping the gold-encrusted dinner plates irritably, and when he was about to put them on the top shelf, Death suddenly said: "Morrison." He rarely called the mermaid's last name, making fun of him in his usual annoying way The tone was completely different, and the wizard's hoarse voice revealed a strange sense of alienation, "I'm going away for a while."

The mermaid glanced at the cubs who were talking to themselves not far away, and found that they did not hear the words of the god of death, and then turned their eyes back to the wizard, "So? You want to give the black shadow to me Take care? Although Hana and I like her very much, why does it all seem like your petty revenge."

"As you wish."

The mermaid gave the wizard a sideways look. "how long?"

"I don't know." Death's empty mask faced Morrison: "However, I'm sure you should go."

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