Godfather and Godson

Chapter 139: Merpeople Pt.2

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They swam on for what felt like at least another twenty minutes. The Mermaid who he found out was named Ariel lead him over a vast expanses of black mud now, which swirled murkily as he disturbed the water. Then, at long last, he heard a snatch of haunting mersong.

Harry swam faster and soon saw a large rock emerge out of the muddy water ahead. It had paintings of merpeople on it; they were carrying spears and chasing what looked like the giant squid. Harry swam on past the rock, following the mersong until finally the village opened up to him.

A cluster of crude stone dwellings stained with algae loomed suddenly out of the gloom on all sides. Here and there at the dark windows, Harry saw the numerous faces of mermaids and merman swimming around in the water, carrying on with their day.

Some of them turned to look at Harry and Ariel as they swam up to the village premise; two merman emerged from the side beating their powerful, silver fish tails to come up to them, drawing them to a halt. Harry took special notice of their spears clutched in their hands.

"Halt," one of them called out, holding a hand out for them to stop.

"What do you want, Kaerius?" Ariel asked the merman as she crossed her arms over her chest.

"Who is that," the other guard pointed his spear at him.

"This is..." Ariel begin, but came to a stop. Turning around, she looked at him, "You never did tell me your name."

"Oh..." Harry said as he started to quickly think on his feet, he did not think that far ahead. He was slowly finding out, he was pretty bad at his undercover work, better to lead men from the front, because he wouldn't be talking his way into secret doors.

"My name is Harold..." Harry said, feeling foolish once again at his awful naming sense. What merman even has that kind of name.

"This is Harold from the Coral Blue Sea Village," Ariel happily pointed at him. "You guys both have similar names," she noted, looking between him and the other guard. Harry raised a single eyebrow at his unbelievable luck while looking at the guard who was actually named, Harold.

"Harold is on a mating migration," Ariel continued. "What would my father think if he found out how rude you were to our guests."

Looking between themselves, with unsure expressions on their faces, finally, they relented as the guard named Harold said, "Fine, you may enter. Our Merchief, the ruler of the Black Lake Merpeople colony, would be glad to see you and would love to hear about your travels from all the way beyond the sea."

'Shit,' Harry thought, when he heard what the guard said, they wanted him to tell them about his travels! Fuck!

Nevertheless, he put on a joyful expression, and uttered, "I thank you for welcoming me into your village!"

"Your father is waiting for you," the other guard turned to look at Ariel.

There was a look of trepidation that passed through her face, but it was quickly gone as soon as it had come. She did her best to put on her best face, but Harry wasn't too sure.

"Come on," the mermaid said as she started to swim into the village.

Harry sped on along with Ariel as they entered the village proper, he stared around taking in the sites, and soon the dwellings became more numerous; there were gardens of weed around some of them, and he even saw a pet grindylow tied to a stake outside one door. Merpeople were emerging on all sides now, watching him eagerly, pointing at him especially, talking behind their hands to one another.