【R76】Tide wave

At first, Morrison thought that the "leaving" mentioned by the god of death was just a daily parade. After all, the territory controlled by the octopus wizard was much larger than that of the mermaid.

But when the mermaid circled outside the octopus' lair for the fourth time without getting any response, he denied his previous thought: After all, if it was just to patrol the territory, the wizard could use magic to monitor every corner, and the other party would not Let your unique advantages be wasted.

So where will he go?Small emotions bothered Morrison. He fumbled for his backpack, and it seemed that he had to read the same story upside down several times recently.

Just as the merman was about to return empty-handed again, a commotion of hammering on rocks caught his attention.Morrison swam to the source of the sound.Is it the other wish-wishers, or is the Octopus Wizard himself back?Flapping his tail fin and darting past the coral-shrouded corner, he realized the noisemaker wasn't anyone he'd expected.

Right now, the narwhal McRae, who has nowhere to go home, is full of resentment, mumbling obscenities in his mouth, a large number of transparent bubbles overflowing from the breathing hole on the back of his neck, and rushing towards the sea in a neat but loose sequence. move.The mermaid looked at the young fellow with some amusement, but did not interrupt McCree's cursing.Morrison waited for a while, and when he found that the narwhal hadn't noticed him, he flipped his side fins and sent waves of tides to the other side.

Almost at the same time, McRae felt something strange, and when he turned his head and saw Morrison, his entire expression lit up.McCree hurriedly swam towards the mermaid: "Mr. Morrison, do you know where the old man slipped off?"

"You have lived with him for so long, even you don't know where he went, how would I know." Morrison truthfully answered the question posed by the narwhal.

"Didn't he reveal anything to you?" The persistent guy refused to give up, "This old man has sealed off the emergency passage for me to go home." McCree pointed to the inverted triangle hole hidden under the sea anemone , punched the smooth and hard surface with his fist as if exasperated, and the black stone stuck in the entrance still laughed at his wasted effort.McCree's fingers were a little red, and the narwhal shook his hand, pretending not to care about the pain: "Another question, when can I go home?"

"You're a really tricky guy today." Morrison explained to the young man in front of him word by word, hoping to convince him, "I don't know. Jesse, that neurotic guy didn't tell me anything. "

"Perfect." McCree crossed his hands over his chest, clearly not the answer he wanted to hear.However, when facing Jack, the young boy still tried to maintain a more polite appearance. "It seems that our most evil octopus wizard under the sea probably has some terrible plan to destroy the world."

"I agree with this point of view."

McRae was uncharacteristically silent for a while, and just when Morrison thought their conversation was over, the young man asked again: "Is Sombra living in your house now?" The guy who turned over the bottom of the sea suddenly became a little hesitant, he scowled, and even his tone became cautious: "Then can you... well... just forget it." Followed by a series of incoherent self-denials, he used his spare time to Guang glanced at the mermaid, and immediately showed a nonchalant expression after being discovered. "I don't think there's room for a whale in your guest room."

The mermaid laughed embarrassingly: "Come on, you're not that huge." He stepped forward and rubbed his self-righteous head, completely turning McCree into a brown and shaggy brown aquatic plant. "It doesn't matter if you have one more." Morrison, who kindly took in the vagrant, said.

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The newly-adult narwhal seems to be particularly in tune with the girls. Every day, they don’t forget to bring their two little followers around to make troubles—chaotically planing the water plants of the sea dragon brothers, normality, tossing passing crabs and jellyfish, daily meals, or covering the nest The sponge clusters at the entrance are torn apart, impromptu performances out of interest.There was even a time when Morrison caught McCree in action: He held one in each hand and tried to smuggle two excited, squeaking critters to the surface.

"If you dare to do this again, I'll tear off the other half of your fin." The father who always silently dealt with the aftermath finally roared, and McCree could only obediently clamp his tail and stay with the girls obediently to accept the slap in the face " love education".

But overall, McRae still shared a lot for Morrison.He dived deep with the girls, looking for shellfish or fat flounder buried under the sand.Hana admired the ferocious and precise predation methods of narwhals, but Sombra scoffed at McCree's so-called tumbling forward. She preferred to assimilate her skin into a color similar to that of the outside world before attacking in concealed places.But due to his youth and inexperience, the camouflage time is always short of breath, and the hunting is also more defeated than victorious.

At this time, McCree will sneer without grace (“Ha, octopus style.”), and of course, Sombra will not admit defeat (“Is it very easy to rush too fast and get the horn stuck in the crevice of the rock?”) Okay?").The You Come and Me front has not shown signs of stopping until the end of dinner.The extremely naive dialogue made the mermaid's frontal nerve jump, and Morrison became more and more aware that the nest had collapsed from the bottom, and finally it was completely reduced to a cub nursery: he not only had to take care of the daily necessities of every little one (including Mike Ray), and to deal with the aftermath of the quarrel — Morrison shoos the girls back into the bedroom after violently disciplining the instigator.

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McRae poked his head out from the guest room and found Morrison packing fairy tale books in his backpack.Recently, he has been spending more and more time in the girls' rooms every night, and finally put them to sleep. The mermaid, who has been busy all day, shows signs of going out again. "Where to Death?"

"No, go on patrol."

McRae's eyes moved from the book-filled rucksack to Morrison's calm face. He shrugged and ignored those "superfluous and obstructive" books as much as possible: "Patrol? Pirates are not given by the army. Has it been wiped out? Everyone has been talking about it recently," he added.

"There's always going to be leftovers that need to be dealt with." Now the streamlined blisters that Morrison has drawn seem inscrutable.After watching the other party turn into a distant blue dot, the narwhal yawned and retreated into the guest room.

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The moon and stars fall into the sea water, embellishing the gems on the scales of the mermaid.Morrison began to float up, and the giant milky white luminous body became clearer and larger in his swaying vision, as if he could hold the moon into his palm just by reaching out his hand.The blue tail fin pressed down hard, and while rushing into the embrace of the air, the cool temperature in the night wind made him shiver involuntarily.

Peaceful days are always alike.

The upper body of the mermaid exposed to the sea level is covered with moonlight, from the forehead to the chest is shimmering with water, and the scales hidden in the sea are shining with bright spots that only metal can have.At night when every ocean sleeps quietly, the long-tailed creature entrenched on the sea becomes the only elegant and calm host of the venue.He looked around with his tide-stained eyes, and after confirming that there was nothing wrong with what he saw, he immediately dived back into the sea, so fast that it seemed that the figure that flashed by under the moon was just the fantasy of the poet who plunged into the water.

After the pirates were annihilated by the army, the poaching tools that threatened the creatures in the sea also lost their users and were forgotten in the sea, slowly rusting, but even so, some careless guys would fall into the trap—the mermaid took the initiative Work together to dismantle deadly traps.When the last rope hanging from the hook net broke under the claws of the mermaid and sank slowly, this sea area finally turned back to a harmless and docile home.

Today has almost come to an end, and when Morrison swung his scales and turned around and was about to return to the nest, the gently turning ear fins suddenly caught a familiar sound—somewhere not far from him, Something seemed to be churning.

A memory popped up at an inopportune time. When Morrison was young, he had seen a killer whale devour a water bird resting on the sea surface.But now, the same scene has been reduced several times. Although it is impossible to tell what the object is, at least the weak vibration maker cannot be an extremely destructive sea killer.

Curiosity drove the mermaid towards the source as fast as possible. After bypassing the jagged stalagmites on the cliff, Morrison quickly found the target, and suddenly he realized what the thing that was struggling deep in the foam was.

a human being.

Arrows and bullets rained down the sea level, trailing straight white lines.All the attacks came from above the cliff, and the target they captured was self-evident-that human should not be treated like this.Before the brain had time to extinguish this slightly heroic and stupid idea, the mermaid had already rushed out.

Morrison has seen "him", or only his back.In the naval battle a few weeks ago, it was this man in white military uniform who commanded the ship to defeat the pirates in one fell swoop.But now he fell alone in the ocean he had saved and waited to die—Morrison kept dodging the stabbing attack from above, and stretched out his hands to firmly clasp the waist of the human.

Humans struggled frantically in his arms, raising violent water splashes one after another, but in the end they could only be dragged into the sea by the mermaid in vain. "His" dark brown eyes were full of shock and pain, and his mouth opened subconsciously. A large number of water bubbles overflowed, forming a fog that blocked the line of sight.To Morrison, this little resistance was not as painful as Hana's beating when he made trouble. He dragged the human to the dark headland, and quickly passed through a not too long reef tunnel. With thrust, the two of them broke through the seawater's membrane almost at the same time.

Morrison took the humans to the cave where he had rested.The cave is dry and secluded and the temperature is suitable, and the roar of the waves outside is isolated.One of the entrances and exits is hidden on the bottom of the sea, and the other is suspended above the cliff. Except for the seabirds who build their nests inside in spring, the only thing that accompanies the cave is a beam of light cast on the ground.The seawater is framed in a circular shape, calm and peaceful, and the rest is solid and flat land. The only traces of water left on the ground are just white spots of salt frost.Morrison struggled to lift the man onto the ground, and the sound of retching and coughing immediately filled the cavern.He was kneeling on the ground, supporting his trembling body with his right elbow, and a light red liquid flowed out from his side covered by his left hand. He was injured, and the sea water mixed with blood was dripping down from the military uniform. , forming a lake under the man.

The human was short of breath, and he tried to sit up straight, leaning his back on the rock.The head is raised upwards, and the face is hidden in the shadows, leaving only a rough jawline for the mermaid.The chest was heaving violently, and the blood-stained fingers began to untie the round object on the clothes—there were large and small wounds all over the human brown skin, but the one on the side waist was the most serious, and it still spewed out tirelessly blood.

In this way he will really die.

Morrison swam to the shore closest to the man, supported his body with his arms, and threw the thick fish tail out of the sea.The moment he lost his buoyancy, his body seemed to weigh as much as a thousand catties, and the mermaid's eyes turned black, and he almost fell back again, but fortunately, he rolled towards the open area beside him in time.

The ground rubbed against the scales fiercely, causing a faint pain.The black mist hazy in sight finally dissipated slowly, and the mermaid propped up her upper body in a bit of embarrassment.Morrison asked himself mockingly, why did he do this for a certain human being—he could have waited for the guy in front of him to drown before approaching, so that he might be able to collect a soul ball for Death—but when he saw When looking at the painful eyes of the other party, sympathy has the upper hand again.

Morrison pulled a shell from his rucksack.This is what Angela left him. The yellow ointment can heal the wound quickly. Although it is not known whether it will be effective for humans, but the situation is urgent now, and Morrison can only put all his eggs in one basket.He pushed the shell to the human side: "Take it and use it."

The man in front of him was unmoved, all he did was stare at the mermaid without even lifting a finger.Moonlight spilled into the cave from the gap above, and fine white dust floated under the transparent light.Morrison said it again suspiciously, but the other party still didn't listen.

It seems that humans cannot understand the language of mermaids, Morrison silently remembered this in his heart.He took the snail shell back into his hand, motioned for the other person to scrape out the ointment with his fingertips, and then pointed to the wound on the man's waist.

Now humans understand.

He rubbed the medicine on the wound clumsily, clenching his teeth tightly, as if he was enduring some severe pain.But soon, the wound turned white and shrank like withered coral.

The bleeding finally stopped.

Morrison left the snail shell with the human being, and the medicine made by Angela began to work, and the other person only needed to rest in the cave for three days to fully recover.Thinking of this, Morrison took out some shellfish from his rucksack—although the amount was not much, it was enough for an injured and weak human being.

When everything is done, the merman dips his blue tail fin into the sea.Just as he was about to leave the cave, the human grabbed his arm unexpectedly.The handsome man knelt in front of the mermaid, his palms were hot like the iron teeth of a trap hidden under the rocks, the strength was so great that Morrison forgot to struggle for a moment.

Fortunately, the humans immediately let go of their hands.

His lips opened and closed, and a low and steady foreign language flowed out from his throat.The mermaid shook her head with a wry smile, wanting to tell the humans that the communication between them would not work, but the humans still said something reluctantly.Suddenly, Morrison realized that the other party was only repeating two words.

The man said, pointing at himself.

These two words are not too long, and the same syllables are also used in the mermaid language.After thinking for a while, Morrison tried to repeat.By human standards, Morrison's pronunciation sounds like a babbling child's.

A smile crept onto the corner of the man's mouth.

The mermaid sank to the bottom again.

Morrison didn't understand what the human being had just said.

What exactly does Gabriel Reyes mean.

TBC