Cecil Palace, in a special guest room.
The room was unusually furnished. There was no normal bed or bedding in the room. Instead, there was a large pool half-buried in the middle of the room. Next to the pool was a large wooden bucket filled with white and delicate granules. Around the strange pool and the wooden bucket were normal tables, chairs, and daily necessities.
The weird layout of the room gave people the feeling that someone had built a pool in the bedroom.
Betty, in a black and white maid dress, was standing by the pool. She held a long-handled wooden spoon in her hand and scooped some white granules from the wooden bucket. She sprinkled them into the pool and stirred them carefully.
Suddenly, strange ripples appeared in the water of the pool. Then, the ripples quickly expanded, as if there was a sudden storm in a windless room. The pool water rolled up layers of waves, and in the continuous splashing sound, the surging water continued to condense, gradually forming a female body with a coquettish snake tail and long blue hair in the center of the pool.
Betty maintained her grip on the spoon as she blinked her eyes at the figure emerging from the pool. When the figure fully materialized, she let out a small cry of surprise and bowed deeply. "Good afternoon, Miss Tyr!"
Tyre, who had successfully completed her resurrection, used her tail to support herself and raised her upper body in the water. "Little Betty! Is Gwen in? "
"Master... Ah, His Majesty is in the study." Betty thought for a moment and corrected herself. "There are no guests there now."
"Oh, okay, I have something to ask him. You go ahead, I'm leaving!"
Tyre said quickly as she climbed out of the pool. But just as she was about to head to the door, she stopped. The siren noticed the wooden spoon in Betty's hand and stirred the water in the pool with the tip of her tail. After feeling it for a while, she waved her hand. "Too little salt. It's not salty enough. Add more..."
As she spoke, she quickly moved towards the door and soon disappeared in front of Betty.
Things happened a little too quickly. Betty only reacted after a while. She looked at the direction where Tyre left and then looked down at the wooden spoon in her hand and the salt bucket by her feet. She bent down, picked up the bucket, and began to pour the salt into the water.
Tyre quickly moved into Gwen's study. The noise made Gwen look up from his book.
Seeing Tyre suddenly appear at the door, Gwen was stunned at first. Then he could not help but say with a strange expression, "Someone just reported that you suddenly jumped from the highest central tower of the Magic Net outside the city and fell to pieces all over the ground. Is this a new skill you invented to get home quickly?"
"What do you mean by jump? I fell because my tail froze off..." Tyre waved her hand, but then she looked thoughtful. "Sigh, but what you said makes sense. It's such a cold day. If I were to go out, it does seem like I can get home quickly if I die outside... Oh, no, I'm not here to talk to you about this!"
"No matter what you say, put your tail in first." Gwen glanced at the long tail behind Tyre. The siren lady had almost reached his desk, but the latter part of her tail was still outside the door, swinging restlessly in the corridor. "Stay outside and block the way. If anyone comes and goes, they will step on you."
"Oh, okay." Tyre replied as she curled her tail back into the room. She even closed the door with the tip of her tail. After she had curled herself up very ladylike, she nodded to Gwen. "I just communicated with Antavern. I know something that may interest you."
"You can pique my interest?" Gawain was stunned for a moment. Thinking about what kind of relationship he had with the Siren Kingdom on the other side of the Endless Ocean, he couldn't help but laugh and crack a joke. "In the depths of the Endless Ocean, I'm afraid the only thing that can pique my interest is the mutation of the Lord of Storms or the destruction of the Sons of Storms."
Tyre nodded. "Yes."
Gwen: "... Huh?"
"Something may have happened to the Sons of Storms, but we have not yet figured out what is going on." Tyre did not seem to notice the wonderful expression on Gwen's face. She just went on. "Two days ago, a group of strange amphibious intelligent creatures suddenly appeared on the 'Sunny Beach' on the west side of Io. The Great Witch of the Deep Sea named them 'Naga'. Now, our queen suspects that those 'Naga' may have mutated from the Sons of Storms."
Gwen: "... Huh?"
"Some of the Sons of Storms' identifiers were found on those 'Naga'. Some of the Naga were even wearing the robes of the Sons of Storms," Tyre added.
"Wait a minute, I need to calm down." Gwen rubbed his forehead. He never thought that this deep-sea salted fish would suddenly bring him so much explosive news. This deep-sea visitor seemed to be good at doing things that stunned him, a time-traveler. Whether it was her sudden death or the occasional deep-sea intelligence, she could always do it easily.
If Gwen always shocked the world with his foresight, then Tyre was obviously here to shock Gwen.
After calming himself down, he exhaled and looked at Tyre. "Well, let's talk about it one by one. First, let's talk about the 'Naga'. How did they appear? Then, we will talk about the Sons of Storms."
Tyr didn't hide anything, because the strange things that happened at sea weren't considered secrets here. She immediately told him everything she had heard.
"... They should have sneaked from the bottom of the sea to Io at night. We have set up surveillance devices in Antaverne and several major towns, but those 'Naga' seemed to have bypassed the surveillance blind spots by accident.
"Those Naga looked a bit strange, a bit like a mix of humans, sea snakes, fish, or underage sirens with terrible shape-shifting skills. The great witch initially guessed that they were the result of human mutation, but she could not find the reason, nor could she find any traces of the curse.
"... They seemed to be very excited, as if they had returned home after coming to Io. But they did not attack any of the siren sisters. In fact, they showed extraordinary closeness and obedience to the sirens. Of course, this was when they were a little calmer and could communicate with the sirens. Most of the Naga who had just arrived at the beach were in a state where it was difficult to communicate.
"... According to the accounts of the few Naga who had calmed down and could talk, they were on a 'pilgrimage' to Io because they heard 'Eva's Call'. But they could not remember what happened when they were human, and could not remember how they mutated into that appearance.
"The great witch said that as time went by, some of the Naga might become more awake and recover more memories, but everything is still uncertain."
As Tyre spoke, she raised her hand and summoned a water ball. The water ball twisted in the air and gradually condensed into a lifelike "water sculpture." The sculpture showed the appearance of the creature called the "Naga."
It seemed that the communication established by Tyre and the siren kingdom through the global magic resonance could not only transmit sound, but also images. The image of the Naga should have been transmitted to her from the other side.
It would be great if he could crack the technology of the sirens to establish communication across the endless sea with the help of magic ripples.
Some divergent thoughts flashed through Gwen's mind, and then his attention fell on the water sculpture in the air.
The image of the Naga was even weirder than he had imagined. They had scales and fins, webbing and gills, and all kinds of distinctive amphibious characteristics, but they still maintained a certain degree of the posture of a human's upper body and face. It would probably leave a deep impression on everyone who saw it.
Looking at the clear fins and the long tail that was between a sea snake and a sea fish, Gwen sighed softly. "Very obvious deep-sea characteristics."
Tyre nodded. "Yes, they have mutated and are fully adapted to survive in the deep sea. The previous Sons of Storm could not. Although those humans were very good at ocean-related spells, they still had to settle on land."
Gwen frowned. "Is it still not 100% certain that these Naga were mutated from the Sons of Storm?"
"In fact, in my opinion, the evidence is quite obvious. But the great witch is a scholar. She and her deep-sea witches are particular about rigor. It is said that they have not found the key evidence of the mutation of the Sons of Storm into the Naga, nor have they observed the specific process of the mutation, so they can't draw a conclusion for the time being."
"Then let's assume that the Naga are indeed mutated from the Sons of Storm," Gwen said casually. "You just said that some of the calmed down Naga claimed to have entered the siren territory for pilgrimage?"
"Yes."
"You also mentioned the 'Call of Eva'..." Gwen frowned. "I have heard you occasionally mention the word 'Eva', but what does' Call of Eva 'mean?"
"First of all, let's talk about Eva. This is a term used by us sirens to refer to the collective consciousness of all the sirens on a planet," Tyr said, carefully choosing his words to make it easier for Gawain to understand the concept. "You may think that she is the 'god' of the sirens, but as you know, we don't believe in any specific god. This Eva … you can think of it as the collective will of the sirens. But according to our theory, the collective consciousness of Eva should be a virtual, conceptual product. She exists in an invisible way and acts on our race in an abstract way. In theory, there should not be such a thing as the 'Call of Eva'... "
"But a group of crazy cultists have said that they have heard the 'Call of Eva', and they may even have undergone unimaginable mutations because of the call and run to the siren territory for pilgrimage." Gwen's expression became serious. "It should not exist out of thin air, right?"
"... Yes, I think so too. The Queen and the Great Witch should also think so." Tyre frowned in distress. "But why don't we sirens feel the so-called 'Call of Eva' at all?"
Gwen looked at the visitor from the deep sea in front of him, but his mind was quickly combining all kinds of information and clues.
The first thing to pay attention to was the identity of the Sons of Storm before they became the so-called 'Naga'.
They were crazy cultists.
Their actions were closely related to 'God'.
It didn't matter if they wanted to disobey God like the All Things Will Die Society, or if they wanted to please God like normal cultists, their actions were mostly based on "God".
So, what did the 'Call of Eva' have to do with God? Or rather, what did the sirens represented by Eva have to do with God?
Gwen's mind instantly came up with a lot of irrelevant words such as the food chain, the sashimi of the Lord of Storm, the hungry salted fish spirit, food and diners, and so on.
He could not help but knock on his forehead and collect all the words running around in his mind. Everything came down to one point: the sirens had eaten the Lord of Storm.
As a traveler who had read all kinds of stories in his previous life, and as a satellite spirit with rich observation experience, a vague answer quickly emerged in his mind.
This answer was bizarre and shocking, but it was in line with the logic of this world.
It seemed that the position of God could be usurped.
The All Things Will Die Eventually dared to create a fake God, which was enough to show that the position of God was not as indestructible as mortals thought.
Gwen could not help but look at Tyre with a strange look.
Tyre was stunned by this strange look, the tip of his tail stood up and wagged. "Hey, what do you think?"
"How many people are there in the sirens? Well, or the fish mouth or something... "
Tyre thought for a moment and said, "A few million, we are controlling the size of the population."
Gwen's mouth twitched.
If the situation was really as he imagined, if the group of salted fish in the deep sea had unknowingly usurped the position of the Lord of Storm, then this picture was really a bit strange.
Was it the sirens with a population of a few million that had usurped the position of the Lord of Storm, or was it the concept of Eva?
If it was the former, then what was the state of the new Lord of Storm, who needed a population of a few million to be considered a "God"?
If it was the latter...
Then, would the conceptualized Eva become the physical Lord of Storm? Where would this new God appear? The real world? The world of water elements? Or the mysterious and distant Divine Realm? Would she... still be the collective consciousness of the sirens?
In any case, there might be the secret of God hidden in this, hiding the mystery of their birth and destruction.
In a state of high-speed thinking, Gwen looked at Tyre, and Tyre returned a puzzled look, at the same time playing with the tip of his tail in boredom.
This is really the God of the Deep Sea...
Damn!!
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