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The Merman, My Man by Black Velvet Chapter 146

I checked the preparations I had made and suddenly felt more confident and fearless. I felt like a seasoned adventurer, just like Robinson Crusoe!

After that, I had to take a crucial step to determine whether I could successfully escape this cave. I had to dive and swim in the sea with my newly grown gills to help me breathe underwater.

I approached the pool that Dicken had used to bring me deep underwater. Then, I crouched down and dove into the water decisively. When I confirmed that I could breathe underwater without any issues, I swam downward as fast as possible.

At that moment, some part of me couldn’t bear to leave, but the rush of water currents didn’t allow me to ponder further. I seemed to be swimming into the deeper parts of the ocean with the instincts of an actual fish. I swam at a speed that no regular human being could, then I saw the light above me and broke through the water surface.

I wiped away the droplets of water on my face with the back of my hand as I found myself at a shallow part of the sea. The land was right ahead, so I crawled toward it.

I took out the knife and observed my surroundings vigilantly to prepare myself for an attack either from wild animals or Laura and her troop. I entered the jungle right by the beach and planned to climb up a tall tree to look through the looking glass for Peter and the rest, as well as any boats or ships nearby.As I was climbing a tree, I heard a deep neigh coining from a distance away. I was startled. Even without turning around, I knew it was Dicken. He was catching up to me. I quickly dove into the shrubbery to hide. As I touched the wet mud on the ground, I had an idea. I grabbed a handful and started to smear it onto the spots on my body that might have been emitting my scent.

I had figured out one of the ways Dicken could find me; as long as I was within a certain distance from

 

him, he could figure out my general direction through smell. The sense of smell of a merman was far more sensitive than any other creature.

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