The Merman, My Man novel Chapter 124

The Merman, My Man by Black Velvet Chapter 124

Jack and the others were ultimately able to let go of their animosity to Dicken because of my outstanding eloquence in reconciling. They eventually decided to let Dicken join our team. Even Dicken’s enormous monitor lizard succumbed. As soon as he ordered it back to the marsh, it crawled back.

The jungle reverted to its original state when we first arrived. We had to slow down and find shelter in this abandoned building because Peter was still in a coma and needed treatment for his wounds.

Dicken appeared to be very familiar with this relic. He moved freely through these old buildings as if he were walking around his garden. It only took him a few seconds to locate a partially visible ring building not far away.

I suspected the structure was a man-made pool, similar to the ancient Roman baths. Because this floating island would sink to the seafloor at a specific time, the bottom of this island should be the same as the bottom of the merman’s cave, and they were linked to the sea.

I couldn’t help but imagine the structure of this island. The interior of this island should be hollow, with a plethora of holes to allow it to drain quickly. This island was also much lighter in weight when compared to others of the same size. This structure could be the reason that this island appears at a specific time and then sinks to the bottom of the sea.

Were these geographical features man-made or natural? This truly was a miracle. It was as fine as a honeycomb and as refined as a nuclear submarine.

How many more secrets did the merman have?

I couldn’t say anything because Jack’s words choked me. It was as if I had been hit by a stone that I had lifted. “Oh Jack, are you aware you’re sending me to the tiger’s cave?” I replied awkwardly.

”Huh? What exactly do you mean? He seemed to be close to you just now… ” Do you not want to be near him?”

Jack frowned suspiciously, and a strange expression appeared on his face. I was the one who had said the merman was gentle, but now I was afraid to approach him. Peter clearly desired to inquire. I took the grilled fish from him and walked slowly towards Dicken, fearful of being discovered.

As I got closer to the poo1, I noticed that the stone wall was about sixteen feet high. Dicken is now submerged in the water, and I haven’t been able to locate him. I could only walk along the stone wall before I came to a halt and had to descend a stairway.