Quick Transmigration: After Fake Death, All the Protagonists I Flirted With Went Crazy

Sunlight streamed into the room, making the boy feel somewhat uneasy.

He raised his hand to shield his eyes from the sunlight, then slowly opened them. The warm sunlight fell on him, giving him an urge to go back to sleep.

But his survival instinct told him that he didn't have the right to be willful.

Today, he still has to go out to sea to make a living.

They were trying to obtain even a small amount of survival supplies.

The boy frowned and opened his eyes; the small room could be seen from beginning to end at a glance.

The glistening water droplet shimmered with tiny sparkles in the sunlight.

Then I looked up again...

? ? !

Where is his fish?

The boy suddenly sat up and flipped himself off the bed with a somersault.

They searched the small room inside and out, but still couldn't find the fish.

That leaves only one possibility...

Her emerald eyes were fixed on the water stains by the bed, her expression unreadable.

That fish...left on its own?

That's true, there's nothing here that can attract him.

Her blue eyes scanned the room, a deep sense of powerlessness rising within her.

He was one of the best mermaids, so why would anyone want to be associated with him?

How could he possibly hope to keep him?

The boy rubbed his fingertips together, sighed softly, and prepared to change the bandage on the wound on his shoulder.

The remaining potions from yesterday definitely won't cure him.

Looking at the little bit of gauze left in his hand, the boy sighed softly.

Buying gauze is another expense.

However, an eighteen-year-old boy has to worry about daily necessities like firewood, rice, oil, and salt.

The boy, his face full of worry, unwrapped the blood-stained gauze, secretly calculating how many gold coins he would have left after buying the gauze.

The family had already incurred debts to pay for my grandmother's funeral.

Although the uncles and elders in the village did not urge him, he couldn't very well continue to owe them money.

The boy was lost in thought, pondering whether or not to go fishing on a fishing boat heading out to sea.

Going out to sea is more arduous and dangerous, but the rewards are also much greater.

It seems there are fishing fleets heading out to the open sea recently. Should I go with them?

I want to wrap the new gauze around my shoulder.

Looking down...?!

What about his wound?

The boy looked at the smooth skin on his shoulder, which seemed untouched by any injury, paused for a moment, and then dejectedly put down what he was holding.

If the wound can heal so quickly, then it can only be nourished by magic.

Is this considered repaying a debt of gratitude?

***

With his emerald eyes gazing at the sea, the boy sat on his worn-out little stool in front of the wooden house, looking towards the ocean, and sighed sadly.

He felt that he might be being kept by that mermaid.

I haven't seen him since he saved the mermaid.

Every day, the fresh, plump fish would appear in front of the wooden house on time.

Alongside the fish were various treasures from the seabed.

A pearl bigger than his fist.

Beautiful and lovely seashells.

There are also various utensils made of gold.

……

His wooden hut was almost overflowing.

harm.

The boy sighed sadly again.

But he never saw him again.

What happened?

That single pearl was enough to pay off all his debts.

***

Meanwhile, Gu Yao, who was being nagged by the little fisherman, looked at the group of shrimp soldiers and crab generals gathered in front of him, pressed down on his restless spirit sword, and a slight smile appeared on his lips.

Although he was alone, his aura was much stronger than that of the dozen or so people opposite him.

With slender, long fingers pressing on the restless spirit sword, he looked at the group of people surrounding him and sneered.

"Are you here to die?"

Bouvier looked at the mermaid opposite him, who seemed to have fully recovered, and felt a chill in his heart.

But with the arrow already on the bowstring, there was no turning back.

If we don't fight today, we'll be killed tomorrow anyway.

Among the merfolk, it's a world of survival of the fittest, where the victor reigns supreme.

He closed his eyes briefly, gazing at the breathtakingly beautiful face before him, and coldly uttered a single word, "Kill!"

Its beautiful eyebrows relaxed, and even its gorgeous ear fins opened slightly, as if sensing its owner's excitement.

Gu Yao licked his lips and looked at the mermaids rapidly approaching him. The fighting spirit unique to this race within him was completely activated.

He ignored the restless spirit sword.

Sheathing the spirit sword, his humanoid hand transformed into webbed claws, the black claws gleaming with a cold light, and his azure eyes flashing with a fierce light.

Bouvier lowered his eyebrows and looked at the person in front of him warily, his hand turning into a claw.

The atmosphere was stagnant for a moment.

Even the ripples of the sea seemed to have slowed down a bit.

Mermaids are ferocious, and blood is the thing that most easily evokes their vicious side.

Seeing the mermaid in front of him fling his subordinate away with her tail, Bouvier took a deep breath, his tail fin swung rapidly, and his webbed claws revealed sharp spikes as he fiercely stabbed at the person in front of him.

His azure eyes glanced at her indifferently, revealing a deep sense of mockery.

The heavy and hard fish tail was obviously the best choice. The pale blue fish tail reflected seven colors in the sunlight, beautiful and gorgeous. But at this moment, it became a deadly weapon. The sharp barbs on the tail fin carried magic and stabbed hard into Bouvier's arm.

Then he swung it violently.

The crimson blood instantly stained the entire sea surface red.

In the past, this would have attracted fierce white sharks and killer whales from the ocean to join the fray and compete for food.

This area has now become a vacuum.

Even small fish and shrimp that pass by keep their distance.

Looking at the deep, bone-revealing wound on his arm, imbued with the enemy's magic, the two forces intertwined and churned, tearing the already horrific wound to shreds and leaving it a bloody mess.

This was the first time Bouvier had felt so frustrated.

He used to think that even if there was a gap between him and Salsis, it wouldn't be that much.

But when that beautiful fish tail swung towards him, he realized how foolish he had been.

He had no chance to fight back.

Even though he retreated rapidly the moment he realized something was wrong, he still almost lost his hand.

Looking at his trembling arms, Bouvier looked at the familiar face in front of him.

His azure eyes were calm and lifeless, as if he were looking at a dead man. A hint of surprise flashed across his eyes, as if he was surprised that Bouvier was not dead.

But that's okay.

That eyesore is about to die too.

Gu Yao moved his wrist, his tail fin suddenly swung, and black spikes emerged from his webbed claws. Even in the water, his speed was unbelievable.

The seawater turned even redder.

A king is still a king.

The person in front of him, who resisted to the very last moment, did not elicit any pity from Gu Yao.

The bloodshed in the battle only fueled his violent thoughts.

He sized up the person in front of him from a distance, his bright blue eyes shining unusually.

It's been a long time since anyone has been able to play against him for this long.

The mermaid's life was so long that Salsis found it somewhat boring.

He had fought against all those races that had a reputation for ferocity, but he felt that they were all just overrated.

In the entire ocean, there wasn't a single opponent to be found.

As for humans on land, they are nothing more than small fish that he can crush with one hand.

He had no interest in crushing the small fish.

The person in front of him was truly unexpected.

But that's it.

A hint of regret flashed in her azure eyes, but in an instant, a smile appeared on her beautiful face. She licked her lips with her scarlet tongue and delivered the final blow to her opponent.

Decisive and efficient.

He originally intended to keep the person alive to torture him slowly.

But Bouvier's abilities were quite unexpected to him.

In a good mood, I was naturally willing to give him a quick death.

Sharp webbed claws tore through the seawater and attacked the vulnerable throat. Bouvier wanted to dodge, but he was powerless to do so.

He could only watch as the sharp spikes tore through his neck.

It's as simple as cutting a block of tofu.

In fact, mermaids have very high levels of skin defense all over their bodies.

However, this is only in comparison to humans.

When faced with an opponent stronger than oneself, if one cannot avoid an attack, then death is the only option.

This is the survival rule of mermaids.

Crimson blood gushed out of the holes in a frenzy. Gu Yao disgustedly pulled out his webbed claws, the five dark holes like black holes that were taking Bouvier's life.

The battle between mermaids has come to an end.

The victor stands on his throne, looking down on the cowardice of the defeated.

As the heavy body sank, the eyes that had once held desire and greed became lifeless.

The moment those eyes closed, azure pupils flickered slightly, gazing down at the broken body, and spoke softly.

“Torn nella tua terra ancest.” (You will return to your ancestral land.)

This is the king's promise.

Those eyes, which should have been still, lit up for a moment, then went silent again.

There is no life at all.