This sudden surprise caught me by surprise and scared me so much that I almost died of it. I looked down and looked, good fellow, it was a human hand, and its skin was unusually fair, very unnaturally white, as white as snow on the top of a mountain.

It looks like a woman's palm. Of course, there is a difference with manpower, and the big difference goes. It has sharp, pointed nails, and the fingers are not completely separated like we are, but are connected by a flesh-colored film, like the webbing on a duck's paw.

The sharp nails clung to my ankles, and I thought to myself, if it weren't for the cold, my pants were much thicker than usual, and with this force alone, my ankles would have been scratched on the spot.

I looked down at the palm of my hand, and in my eyes was a soft and white arm, and the owner of the arm was a very beautiful little girl, and when she saw me looking at her, she smiled sweetly.

Even though I am 54 years old, I can already be regarded as an old man, I have never seen any strong winds and waves, but when I see this sweet smile, I am still in a trance for a moment, I am sighing, there is such a beautiful smile in the world.

I saw her grasp my ankle with one hand and climb the gangway with the other.

In my trance, her whole body climbed up very slowly, and I was indifferent to it, I don't know what happened at that time, I just felt that my eyes could not be taken off her face, and my mind was only blank, and I completely lost the ability to think.

I saw her getting closer and closer to me, her lower body like a swimming fish had clearly surfaced, and even she had opened her mouth, her mouth had jagged teeth, as if she was about to bite my calf in the next moment, until this moment, I was still intoxicated by her smile, unable to extricate myself.

If it weren't for her sudden screaming and screaming that made my eardrums hurt, maybe I wouldn't have had the opportunity to write today's diary now.

The strange scream suddenly woke me up, and a sense of crisis arose, directly enveloping my whole body, and I instinctively wanted to reach out and cover my ears, but I knew that I couldn't let go of my grip on the gangway, and once I let go, I would fall into the sea.

It was only then that I really believed in mermaids.

At that moment, I don't know where it came from, a strange force came from, one hand firmly grasped the gangway, even if it was hanging the weight of two people, I still grasped it firmly, and the other hand that let go subconsciously pulled out the saber at his waist and slashed at the slender wrist on his ankle.

The mermaid saw the swinging edge, perhaps because of a strong sense of crisis, she subconsciously let go of the hand that grabbed my ankle, but it was too late, the extremely fast blade instantly cut off her wrist, and a burst of bright red blood sprinkled on the hull of the boat, on the sea, on her face, and on my ankle.

She screamed and fell into the water, and the cacophony disappeared for a moment.

At this moment, I hurriedly climbed the gangway and quickly fled back to the deck, under my thick cotton coat, the thin shirt was completely wet with my sudden cold sweat, sticky to my back, very uncomfortable. But I didn't care about my clothes at the time, so I crawled and stood up on the deck.

Many people gathered around, and it was clear that the piercing scream just now had drawn everyone's attention to the place.

"Everyone get ready for battle, push the artillery out, polish the blades, and the long pulper continues to row, pick up speed, there are mermaids under the boat!"

Almost as soon as I finished speaking, the merfolk under the water seemed to cry out loudly in order to meet what I said, and the piercing scream was as strong as a burst, and everyone was pierced by the sound of the eardrums, and they covered their ears and fell on the deck, and the torches in their hands were either thrown out or firmly held in their hands and stuck to the deck.

With almost all my life's strength, I struggled to restrain the utterly uncomfortable sound, and scurried into the cabin to the lowest level, paddling with both hands, each holding the long pulp.

The merfolk's piercing shrill screams were much softer in this place than on the deck, at least not to throw away what they were holding to cover their ears tightly.

I gave them an order to row hard to get out of the merfolk's entanglement.

When I got back to the deck, the shrill screeching continued, but the sailors and the mages were ready to deal with it, and they gagged their ears with strips of cotton, and one of the sailors, seeing me back on deck, handed me two strips of cotton cloth as well.

I endured the heart-wrenching sound, rolled up the strip of cotton cloth in my hand, and stuffed it into my ear, and the uncomfortable feeling eased a little.

Before he could breathe a sigh of relief, there were many screams from the side of the ship, both human and mermaid.

I approached the side of the ship to see that there was already a white-knuckle battle on both sides, and I don't know how the merfolk climbed the flat wall of the ship, and actually stuck to the side of the ship, and started a fight with the sailors.

In the center of the deck, the mages also joined the fray, and one by one the colorful spell balls flew over the people's heads, either falling into the water or hitting the merfolk's bodies.

The mermaid's sudden attack was really scrambling for a while, but once we stabilized our position, their attack was difficult to do.

After all, we are really stepping on the deck, there is a point of strength, so that the strength, maybe in the water, people's strength is not as good as theirs, but once out of the water, their attack power will be greatly reduced.

Soon, the merfolk attack stopped, and they jumped back into the water, and the whole sea fell into calm once again.

In order to count the results of this battle, I ordered everyone to come to the cabin.

Compared to the dense fog on the deck, the cabin was not much affected, and under the light of the fire, it was very bright and clear.

The battle may have lasted only about ten minutes, and we can't be sure of the casualties of the merfolk, but most of the people on board were missing.

The deck has already been cleaned once, even if the field of view is small, and under the carpet cleaning, there is no dead end.

We found that there was not a single body on deck, but we were 43 people less.

In other words, they were all dragged into the sea by merfolk with no bones left.

Despair hung like a shadow over the entire ship, and from the 212 people at the time of the voyage, including me, now only 169 remained, that is, in just ten minutes we lost a fifth of them. If you count the people who prepared the guns and rowed the long pulp in the cabin at that time, I am afraid that the proportion has reached one-third.

The sky is getting darker and darker, and we can only roughly estimate the passage of time when we can't see the sky, although the time estimate is not accurate at all, but one thing is certain, it is dark, and today is over.

Let's hope we can get out of this fog tomorrow. (Captain's Diary)