Mermaid Wharf

"You should respect me as a teacher, my dear little prince." The purple-haired mermaid flicked her finger on Velija's forehead, then glanced at me with a half-smile and said, "It seems that your lack of charm is not enough. Not enough to appeal to this pure musician.”

Veliga wiped the water droplets from her hair, glared at him angrily, and said, "You don't need to worry about the matter between me and Mano, Mrs. Percy, who is nosy; Mano was just very tired last night. We will definitely spend the night together tonight, he is much more powerful than that Nordic bear man you dated!"

The purple-haired mermaid looked at me who had stiffened into a rock beside me, raised her eyebrows and said, "Oh? Worse than Jorn?"

Wei Lijia snorted, and took it for granted: "Yes, I met him last night, and it is much better than yours!"

The seabirds that landed on the railing were startled by Veliga's not-so-small voice, and they didn't bother to pick up the bread crumbs left by the sailors, and flew away with flapping wings.The purple-haired mermaid looked at Bjorn who was still eating breakfast in the distance, then glanced at my lower body calmly, and sighed faintly: "Really, then I'm really envious..."

……

Listening to the more explicit conversation between the two, I felt a sense of suffocation covering my whole body again. Fortunately, Veliga didn't have a stalemate with the seductive mermaid named Percy for too long, and rushed towards me after a while. "Good morning, Mano." He hooked my neck, blinking his bright dark green eyes, "Have you had breakfast yet?"

Only then did I come to my senses, and I weakly avoided Percy's uncontrollably amused eyes. "Good morning, Velija. I didn't see you when I just woke up, I thought you had gone back..."

"No, no, I went back to the tribe to get some things, and I brought you breakfast!" Velijia said and lifted up the bucket that had been carrying by her side, lifted the lid and brought it to me.I looked down into the barrel for some unknown reason, and saw a bunch of strange black jelly stuffed densely at the bottom of the barrel, shaking its limbs towards the water surface. He squeezed one out, handed it to my mouth and said, "It's still fresh, taste it quickly."

The black and unknown object was struggling frantically in Velijia's hands, and a little red mucus overflowed from the top of its limbs. Seeing it made me break out in cold sweat, and smoothed the goosebumps on my arms. "This is... breakfast?"

Seeing that my expression became more and more terrifying, Percy on the side explained to me kindly: "This is the favorite snack of mermaids, the nutritious Suna fish, and only a few days in this season will go with the ocean current every year." Migrating here from the Garland Islands should be as rare as that cigar you just coveted."

Hearing him mention the cigar just now, my eyes became resentful again.

I looked at Wei Lijia, and Wei Lijia's head shook like a rattle: "No, no, it's just a very ordinary snack. I think you eat it very poorly. I was afraid that you would not have strength at night, so I caught it for you to eat. You Don't overthink it."

As he said that, he was about to stuff that terrible fish into my mouth again, and I was so scared that I couldn't move, so I had to watch it getting closer and closer to me; but before Villiga's fingers touched my lips , the body suddenly trembled violently, Suna fish plopped into the bucket, and curled up its limbs in the bucket as if rejoicing.

"Water... I..."

Percy picked him up knowingly, took the bucket at my feet and poured it on his tail. "I told you not to go ashore casually before reaching adulthood." He helplessly patted Veliga on the back to comfort him, "Suffocate and dehydrate at every turn. If something happens to you, how can I explain to the king?"

There seemed to be fishermen out of the boat in the shallow water of the ferry. Percy looked into the distance, and then gave me a wink: "Mano, let's go first."

He jumped off the deck with Velija, turned into snow-white waves on the calm sea, and quickly disappeared into the distance; and I was choked by that nightmarish wink again, standing on the deck holding the bucket of Suna fish at a loss.

Seemingly noticing the movement on my side, Bjorn, who had finished his breakfast, came over and patted my shoulder, just about to say something, but his eyes were firmly glued to the bucket in my hand. "My God, isn't this a Suna fish?!" He picked up one and looked at it in surprise, his eyes were shining with a certain light, "Little Manuo, where did you get this delicious food from the world?"

I pinched my nose and shook my head, a little dumbfounded: "Do you like to eat this kind of thing?"

"Of course." He was still staring at the ugly creature cowering in fear in the bucket, with salivation written all over his face, "You don't know how precious this thing is, even mermaids rarely eat it, basically Only their royal family can enjoy it at any time in the world, and I haven’t eaten it for many years, it’s ten thousand times more delicious than some sea urchin bread.”

Said and stared at me with burning eyes: "If I can eat a bite of suna fish, I can not have sex for three months."

I kept silent and avoided his eyes.

It seems that he really wants to eat this ghost thing.

I thought for a while, and slowly hugged the bucket full of Suna fish tightly, watching his eyes turn around with my movements, and then said slowly: "Actually, to my most respected bosun It’s not impossible to eat some... But as you said, Suna fish is really precious, so how about it, you exchange Isan cigars with me, this barrel is yours.”

I thought Bjorn would at least struggle a bit when he heard this condition, but he only hesitated for a few seconds, then readily agreed, went back to the nacelle and rummaged through his trunk, and took out a whole A box of Ethan cigars was exchanged with me, and a tin hookah was also included.

I have to say that I am a very unprincipled person.Although I was frightened by the courtship of the young mermaid yesterday, but now I see a certain iron cock being forced to pluck its feathers, and weigh the heavy cigar box in my hand, and realize that I already like Velija very much .

Bjorn happily hugged the bucket of terrifying Suna fish, and suddenly remembered something and said: "By the way, Little Mano, Tangba and the others found some old things of former sailors in the poop, and they may be auctioned off tomorrow afternoon." , do you want to go and see first?"

Hearing the news that another antique was found on board, I immediately lifted my spirits and nodded excitedly.

Although I have only been working on the Royal Ghost for less than three months, life at sea is extremely boring, and only the occasional auction can lift my spirits and find a little fun.The sailors who used to work on this ship have the habit of buying souvenirs during the voyage. Among the old things left behind after resignation are many gaudy little groceries, such as sand paintings in honey-colored glass frames, classic compass, I even like the customs charts of some mysterious island tribes and thick dictionaries in small languages.

However, most of my colleagues are not interested in these. After all, I am the only sailor here who has gone to college. They are not very literate, and they only like rough bone tools and knives, so every auction can be very smooth. However, thanks to the auction, my monthly salary is so pitifully low that I can't afford even the most common cigars.

Skipping shifts is really not a good habit, but I was curious, and after repeated entanglements, I sneaked off the deck and told Bjorn that if someone who checked the post found out, he would say that the second officer asked me to sew clothes for him.

I quietly sneaked into the stern building, and found seven or eight dusty boxes lying on the bottom floor in a mess. It seemed that they had just been moved out of the corner by the cleaners.I took a look at them and chose to open a smaller box.

The first things that caught my eye were a few bald charcoal pencils, a collection of English poetry with wrinkled edges, and an old violin with broken strings. Just one glance made me feel good about this person I had never met.I looked through his things one by one, and the more I looked at them, the more I felt that this person had very good taste.

When I pulled open the newspaper that wrapped a telescope, I subconsciously glanced at the date on it, and found that this was news ten years ago.Thrilled by this discovery, I examined the mildewed sailor suit and badge of the man named Angelo to confirm my thoughts.

He wasn't from the Royal Ghost; he was more likely a crew member of the Polar Delight, the predecessor of the ship a decade earlier.

When I realized this possibility, my blood froze in an instant.

……

The reason why I became a sailor was never to like some sea adventures, but to find my sister who disappeared ten years ago.

Ten years ago, when this ship was the Polar Joy, it was just a private passenger ship funded and built by the Duke of the Sea. There was a major accident on its first voyage, and all the nobles and civilian sailors on vacation on the ship disappeared, including me. My younger sister, Mo'er, who was traveling with her tutor at the time.

However, this incident did not cause much commotion at the time, and was quickly suppressed by the Royal Sailing Company, which built it, in conjunction with the local government, claiming that it had encountered a shipwreck; after that, the no longer honored Polar Joy was renamed the Royal Ghost , was bought by Viscount Garcia, a nobleman in the bay area, and after the transformation, he gave it to his idle son Garcia Jr. to do some freight business, which is now Captain Garcia.

Although most of the relatives of the missing person chose to accept the huge compensation and gradually forgot about it, I stubbornly believed that Mo'er was still alive, and when I came to work on the ship that was the culprit, I could always find a clue. Maybe one day in the future, she will meet a grown girl in a certain port.

And now I've finally found a clue, in a remnant of this apparently artist sailor.At least I can be sure, judging from the fact that there is no trace of sea water washing on these papers, they are by no means shipwrecked.

I reached out and fumbled at the bottom of the box, and after a while I found a thick thing that looked like a diary.

Before I had time to open it, I felt a chill behind my back, and the light sunlight shining on my body was blocked by a slender shadow.

"Mano, what are you doing here?"

Captain Garcia stood at the door, his wide hat brim slightly raised, and his eyes that could not see emotion under the dark goggles were staring at me faintly.

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