An Aura Farmer's Guide to Another World-Chapter 26: Sexy mermaids

I stood before a red sea, its tidal waves swirling like wine in a glass.

My gaze fell upon two individuals working on a wooden boat. Despite a minor burn at its center, it was the most intact among the thirty vessels on the beach.

The remaining twenty-nine vessels had been reduced to burnt charcoal and broken wood.

"Hey!" a voice called out to me. It came from one of the two inmates working to repair the boat.

I paid no attention to the voice, my gaze remained fixed on a castle situated at the heart of the Red Sea. The twilight sky provided a vivid and colorful backdrop, crafting a scene reminiscent of a fantastical dream.

The castle was constructed in the architectural style of medieval Europe, featuring numerous towers rising from its stone walls.

"Excuse me!" the voice called out to me once more.

I paid it no heed; instead, my gaze shifted to a beautiful mermaid gracefully swimming in the red sea.

She gazed at me, her boobs exposed, revealing her pink nipples. The mermaid parted her lips to blow a kiss in my direction, accompanied by a playful wink, inviting me to join her in the sea.

My dick remained calm as if I had turned into a monk, and I averted my gaze.

Observing my dissatisfaction, the mermaid plunged further into the depths of the water before reemerging dramatically.

She shook her damp hair and smoothed it with her fingers. Her curly hair gleamed with the color of a ripe lemon, yellow and nearly golden.

Without warning, the inmate who had been calling to me stepped forward and seized my collar.

His breath reached my face, carrying an unpleasant odor of rotten tomatoes combined with cheap perfume.

"Snap out of it; that mermaid consumed eight individuals, and I witnessed it with my own eyes."

I composed myself as though the inmate were a ghost and steadied my gaze. He stood at five feet tall, and although he was directly in front of me, he was not tall enough to obscure my view.

From the sea, two additional mermaids appeared, swimming towards the first. They glanced back to confirm my gaze before grabbing the first mermaid's boobs.

They seductively sank their teeth into the nipple of the mermaid and sucked it. A sweet, soft moan escaped the mermaid's mouth as she endured the foreplay, her gaze never leaving mine.

She licked her lips and beckoned me with her index finger, extending an invitation to partake in what might become an interspecies orgy.

The inmate standing before me waved his hands over my eyes, but I showed no reaction.

He persisted and snapped his fingers in an attempt to attract my attention.

"My partner and I are working on repairing a boat; come and join us. Once we have fixed the boat, the three of us can sail to the castle."

I raised an eyebrow in response to his words and leaned forward to meet his gaze.

"Only two inmates are permitted to pass the test. What do you intend to do with me once we arrive at the castle?"

After hearing my response, he touched his nose and stepped back.

"Don't worry, we... We'll figure something out."

With my Ocean eyes, I caught a glimpse of his fingers forming peculiar hand signs unfamiliar to me.

Observing the location of his partner stationed on the damaged boat, I noticed the partner slowly bending forward, evidently attempting to retrieve something from the floor.

"Interesting," I muttered.

The prisoner before me offered a smile and slowly rubbed his knuckles together in a deliberate rhythm.

"Are you in?

As he spoke, his partner produced a pipe and placed one end into his mouth.

His cheeks swelled as he blew into it, releasing a sharp needle that was nearly invisible to the naked eye from the pipe.

Tilting my head to the side, I evaded the incoming attack. Simultaneously, my right hand held the katana, still sheathed in the scabbard, and drew it in a precise horizontal arc.

Within a fraction of a second, mere moments after I evaded the needle fired at me, the head of the inmate standing before me was sent flying into the sky.

Black blood gushed from his neck like water from a broken pipe. His body dropped to its knees, then finally crashed onto the dirt.

As his associate prepared another needle, I extended my index finger and pointed it at him. Closing one of my blue eyes as though looking through the scope of a rifle.

'Bang!'

His head was blown off as if struck by a 50 BMG caliber bullet.

"My soul is grieving right now; I don't have time for clowns cosplaying as dangerous criminals."