The siren Tyre had moved into Lord Cecil's official residence and became neighbors with Heti and Rebecca.
For the siren, who had been living in the deep sea, the human world was new and interesting. Although the sirens would occasionally go ashore to explore, it was something that only the energetic and curious ones would do. For Tyre, whose greatest hobby was to hibernate until she died, she obviously would not have such an idea of wasting time and energy. If she had not swam in the opposite direction, she probably would not have come to this land on the west side of the ocean.
But now that she had swam to this place by accident and seen the human world, Tyre suddenly felt that it was quite interesting to run around outside occasionally.
The houses built on dry land, the crops that grew in the air and soil, and the strange cultures and traditions of the human beings did seem to be a little more interesting than sleeping at home all day long.
Gawain, on the other hand, arranged a "bed" for the siren that met her requirements.
In the guest room on the first floor of the official residence, Gwen ordered people to bring in a large wooden box that occupied one-third of the room. He asked Heti to reinforce it with magic and then filled the wooden box with water (and of course sprinkled salt). Of course, it was not as good as the real ocean, but Tyre was quite satisfied with it: the siren was only obsessed with sleeping. As long as there was a place for her to stay, it was fine.
"Not bad, it's enough for sleeping." The siren stirred the water in the wooden box with her fingers satisfactorily. "Thank you for your hard work."
Gawain looked at the layout of the room. Since such a huge 'fish tank' was placed in the room, the space for furniture in the room had naturally shrunk. Now, other than a set of tables, chairs, and a cabinet, there was only a small single bed left. The single bed was deliberately left behind by Gawain. "Actually, you can try sleeping on the bed. It should be a unique experience."
"I'll try, I'll try." Tyr waved his hand impatiently. Then, right in front of Gawain, he leaped backward into the large wooden box filled with clear water. The wooden box splashed with water, and a long tail emerged from the water and waved slightly in the air. "But I still like to sleep in here."
Gwen was stunned when he saw the tip of the tail. It was not the fish tail he had seen before, but a tail that looked like a sea snake!
Amber could not help but exclaim, "Wow — why did you change your tail?"
"Oh?" Tyre froze for a moment and turned his head to look at the sea snake tail behind him. He was also surprised. "It seems to have changed it wrong... Forget it, it doesn't matter. Anyway, I don't have to swim around here. It's more convenient to move my tail..."
"So you Sirens can change their tails at will?!" Gwen once again felt that he had mastered an incredible new knowledge (although this knowledge seemed to be useless). "I thought the upper body of a human and the lower body of a fish was the standard form of a siren..."
"The people on land are so narrow-minded." Tyre pointed at Gwen with the tip of his tail. "That's because your imagination is not enough. I can change my upper body into a fish and my lower body into a human! If you don't believe me, I'll show you... "
Before she finished, Gwen imagined the scene of a fat fish with a pair of white legs running past him in his mind. He suddenly had goosebumps. "Stop, stop, stop, no need, no need. I just know that you sirens can change a lot..."
"... You're so surprised." Tyre shook his hair and sank his upper body into the water, leaving only his head above the water and looked at Gwen. "Do you have any other questions? If not, I'm going to sleep... I swam from the Endless Sea to here. I'm exhausted. "
"Last question." Gwen quickly asked before Vivian fell asleep. "About 700 years ago... Do you know what I experienced in the sea of the sirens?"
"You have experienced it yourself, and you still want to ask me?" The siren looked at Gwen in surprise.
"I've been asleep for a long time. When I woke up, I found that my memory didn't match the reality," Gawain explained casually. "Besides, the worldview of humans and sirens is different. What I've experienced may be different in your eyes …"
"700 years ago..." Tyre rolled her eyes and looked like she was thinking. Her tail swayed on the edge of the wooden box unconsciously. "To be honest, I don't really know. At that time, although you passed by our sea, you only had a little contact with us sirens. And I was busy going home to sleep at that time, so I just glanced at you from afar and left. About you, my sisters, who were communicating with you, told me after they got home. Let me think... Ah yes, at that time, you were looking for something called the 'Apocalyptic Artifact,' but in the end, you and my sisters didn't seem to understand what the 'Apocalyptic Artifact' was, so my sisters followed your request and took you to a place shrouded in a strong magnetic field. As for what you experienced in that sea... I don't know. "
Apocalyptic Artifact? A sea shrouded in a strong magnetic field?
Gwen regretted that Miss Tyre could not provide enough information. But from her description, even the sirens who had direct contact with Gwen Cecil could not say more. The sirens just showed him the way. The real important information was the two key points mentioned by Tyre!
Is the sea shrouded in a strong magnetic field the legendary Eternal Dark Sea? Then what is the relationship between the Apocalyptic Artifact and the tower that reaches the sky under the starlight? Is it referring to the crystals that can help enhance satellite signals? Is the crystal that Gwen Cecil brought out from the tower the Apocalyptic Artifact?
"Are you familiar with the area of the sea shrouded by the strong magnetic field?" Gawain asked again, unwilling to give up.
Tyre thought for a moment and said, "It is outside our territory. Although it is not far away, we never go there. The strong magnetic field is only a small problem. The biggest problem is that there is something called the 'Ancient Guardian' that wanders there and randomly attacks intruders. To be honest, when you insisted on going there, we thought you were crazy. I did not expect you to come back alive... and resurrect? "
Now there is an Ancient Guardian...
The continuous emergence of new information gave Gawain the urge to go out to sea immediately, but he knew that the productivity and technology in his territory could not support him to complete such an impulsive ocean adventure, not to mention that there might be some kind of "ancient guardian" with extremely powerful combat power in the Eternal Dark Seas. But he still said, "If there is a chance in the future, I hope you can take me to that place again."
"You humans are really adventurous creatures." Tyre yawned lazily. "But let's talk about it when there is a chance. I don't plan to go back for the time being. It is not easy to swim so far and find such a place. It would be a waste to go back directly."
While speaking, the siren looked up at Gwen and said, "And swimming is tiring. I want to rest."
The subtext was that she was too lazy to continue to answer the question.
"Alright, you rest first. We'll talk again when we have time," Gawain nodded and took half a step back. "If you need anything, you can tell Betty. Or you can come to me directly. I've already shown you the way here."
"Got it, got it."
Tyre shook her tail impatiently and then stretched in the water. She then straightened her body, flipped her belly, closed her eyes and began to sleep.
Lying in the water with her belly up, she slept as if she had suddenly died. Fortunately, she now had a snake tail. If she had a fish tail, it would be a bit scary.
Gwen left Tyre's room with Amber and the others. When they reached the corridor, Heti broke the silence. "Ancestor, what do you think of this siren?"
"What do you mean?"
"The siren is a mysterious and ancient intelligent creature. Although there is no evidence, most legends about them are described as' dangerous, strange, and mysterious. 'Do you think this siren... is credible?"
Gwen rolled his eyes. "Do you think her appearance has anything to do with the above three adjectives?"
Heti was speechless.
"Of course, I also know your concern." Gwen changed the topic. "You can't judge a person by their appearance. It's the same with fish. Oh, and sea snakes. But anyway, this siren has the knowledge and information that I urgently need. I have a kind of obsession about the deep sea. It's not easy to explain it to you, but I have to keep Tyre here. In addition, I have carefully studied the legends about the siren and found that almost all of them came from the coastal fishermen or sailors of the Typhon Empire and the Silver Empire. And these two groups... to put it bluntly, even if they see a big fish when they go out to sea, they will make up a lot of stories about the gods and ghosts. The legends they left behind are too exaggerated. We have to believe them, not all of them. "
"I understand." Heti nodded. "Since you have thought it through, I have no more questions."
"Okay. But remember, pay more attention to Tyre's movements. On one hand, it is necessary to be vigilant and on the other hand, it is to prevent her from doing anything shocking. After all, she comes from the deep sea and her worldview is very different from human beings. "
"Yes."
"Also, have you dealt with the witnesses and the soldiers in the square today?"
"Yes." Heidi nodded and said, "I told her that he was an old friend of yours from another race who came to see you after hearing the news of your resurrection 700 years ago. I also told Miss Tyr about this, and she agreed to cooperate."
"The convenience of being a legendary hero..." Gwen chuckled softly. "I feel that no matter how many bizarre and strange things happen, as long as it is related to me, ordinary people will easily believe it."
Amber rolled her eyes. "After all, you can even lift a coffin. What else is impossible?"
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