When Chaoying meets Little Siren

Val liked the color of his hair, which shimmered softly in the low light of the deep ocean.

His Majesty Aum's hair is combed neatly and meticulously even in the sea.

It looks nice to the touch, like silk.

Val thought.

"What did you bring me, Amos."

The stern-looking His Majesty looked completely human. He let the sea water support his body, and the sea was his home field.But he doesn't seem to be in a good mood right now.

He had just used a trident to cut open a submarine like a fish maw, but he was still injured in the battle. The imminent confrontation between land and sea was about to be broken, and he was busy next.

Orm's eyes fell on Val's face, and he raised a little interest.

"She doesn't look like you."

"Ms. Amos said, I'm special."

Val puffed out her small chest, quite proudly.

She has no fear in the face of such power, because she...has no such concept at all.

What is His Majesty?Is his surname His Majesty Aum?Like Jason's last name is Todd and his first name is Jason?

Amos didn't smile.

His body is not like Val, with soft skin showing on his forearms, abdomen or cheeks, his whole body is covered by dark blue scales, and the hard scales spread all the way to his eyes.

"Yes, Your Majesty."

"She was a miracle, she was our crowning achievement."

At this time, a dark shadow gradually devoured the light above their heads like a solar eclipse.

It was a small civilian submersible probe, without the intention of attacking, swimming slowly like a whale.

It is always like this, making noise, creating sound waves, nonchalantly and casually disturbing the perception of his people, making them disoriented and even produce a physical reaction of rejection.

Aum clicked his tongue and was about to step forward when Amos stopped him.

"Show Your Majesty, my Bellona."

Amos said softly.

"That iron box, destroy it."

Val obediently closed her eyes and listened.

She heard the sound of fishes waving their tail fins, and the low and long singing of killer whales not far away; she heard the heart of Mr. Amos vibrate like a stone being thrown into the water, and she heard the low moan like a mechanical operation.

She found it, its frequency.

Will spoke.

The sound waves spread rapidly around her like an unstoppable giant wave. Even if it wasn't their frequency, the dizziness caused by being implicated made Amos and Aum slightly distracted.

They looked at the huge iron monster.

The weakest part has opened a crack, and the seawater is rushing in. The vain pressure change makes the seawater rush upwards. Weier, who has not yet adapted to the undercurrent of the seabed, let out a "huh" and felt amused. Almost floated up with that force.

Om grabbed her by the shoulders.

She becomes upside down with her tail up.

Orm: ...

Val was having a good time without knowing it.

Look Jason!I'm upside down!

After being happy for a while, she remembered that she was still in the deep sea and Jason was on land.

Reluctantly, Amos reached out and held her back.

"Train her, bring the landman back, complete this mission, and you will get the position."

Aum looked at the little siren who was suddenly depressed for some reason, and said lightly.

Still a kid.

No matter how bad Atlantis is, it is impossible for children to go to the battlefield.

"Yes, Your Majesty."

A gleam of joy flashed in Amos' eyes, and his tone was firm and loyal.

"—Fisherman Nation, I am loyal to you."

Looking back at Little Val, who was taken away by Amos, she felt a little regretful and reluctant.

She really likes his hair color, none of her shells have his color.

But behind the majesty, there is a small cluster of flame-like colors, quietly burning in the darkness behind the reef.

Such a beautiful color.

On the way back to her shell nest, the scaled guide spoke.

"Berona, did you know that land and sea are going to war."

The child looked confused.

"War means bloodshed, death and pain."

The image brought by those words made Val frowned.

"No." She bit her fingertips.

"Why?" She asked puzzled. She didn't understand why war was so bad, and there were still people who would go to war.

"Because someone is hungry, he has no food, and if he doesn't fight for food, he will die."

Will asked again.

"What is dying?"

He is very patient, just like every mentor who teaches ignorant children.

"That is, you will never see the people you like, the people you hate, they will leave you forever, and you will leave them forever."

That's bad.Val just imagined it and felt sad.

She shook her head and said, "I don't want them to die."

She pursed her lips: "I don't want to die either."

After thinking about it, she asked again.

"Then what is loyalty?"

In what Teacher Amos said to His Majesty Aum just now, she roughly understood the meaning of each word, but when they were combined to form a sentence, she couldn't understand it.

And allegiance is a new word, she decided to ask the most difficult one first!

Amos smiled.

"Allegiance? It means nothing to us."

"This conversation, as a little secret between us, can't be told to anyone, okay?"

He turned back to what he and Orm had been talking about.

"What we need to bring back now is a landman who wishes to start a war, Val."

His expression was a little sad.

"I hope we can stop him."

"By giving him food?"

Will asked seriously.

Amos smiled.

"Yes, bring him back...and feed him."

— Use power.

Amos was in his heart, adding with a smile.

"Very high."

Val stood at the door, murmuring.

They found their target in a seaside tavern.

It was a sturdy man who was nearly two meters tall, with long brown and black hair hanging loosely, his upper body was naked|naked, his muscles were built like stones on the bones, and the tattoos of black dye were all over his body.

Taller than Bruce.

The man turned his back to them and yelled something loudly. When he was thirsty, he picked up the wine bottle and blew it on the bottle. All trembling.

"So cool."

Val murmured again.

Amos smiled helplessly.

Amos walked in, leaned over and whispered something in his ear. The man's eyes, which should have been soaked in alcohol, were clear, the color of melted gold.

He put down the newly opened wine bottle heavily, and casually said goodbye to the people around him.

He saw her.

The untamed beast-like eyes briefly glanced at her, his beard was still stained with alcohol, and behind him was a noisy place full of people, but he was like a tiger walking out of the jungle silently on its flesh pad.

The sense of oppression his body brings is too strong.

Arthur took a look at the little one, who was dazed, silly, white and tender, not at all looking lethal, nor at all like the person who should appear here.

He remembered Mera telling him yesterday that this was from their side.

Obviously still a kid.

"You should go to your mother." He squatted down and his voice was like a bell.He smelled the familiar fishy smell and the salty smell of the waves, and the sea breeze brought him clarity, as always.

Val stared at him blankly. Behind the man, she saw Teacher Amos gesturing to her behind him.

She began to listen, then spoke.

Arthur only felt his viscera churning, he covered his abdomen, and the bloody smell overflowed his throat.

He tried his best to turn sideways, and saw the black-haired man who came to call him approaching calmly.

Shit own people.

This fucking is a trap.

The man seemed surprised that he wasn't down yet, groped for a rusty baseball bat beside him, weighed it, and patched the back of his head with it.

He fell.

Like him, the child was also beaten by the stick. She took a step back in a daze, looking helplessly at the man and then at him.

And those flustered light green eyes were the last bright colors he saw before his vision fell into darkness.

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The author has something to say:

1. Amos's concept of war is not aimed at the land and sea war that Omi is about to launch. He doesn't regard this as the ultimate goal at all, but something else.

2. For someone like Val who is serious about the oath, agreeing with her to keep a secret together can bring the relationship closer.

3. Life mentor Amos.www in various senses

4. Because this article focuses on psychological growth rather than ability growth, I arranged a thick and long golden finger for the little girl √ Fighting, killing and killing solves everything is too boring. The principle of ability is similar to the damage of infrasound to human organs. But since I don't know about it, it's just "similar" to w, so it's assumed that everything has its "frequency", and the frequency emitted by the little girl matches that unique frequency, and the object can be destroyed; except In addition, this ability also refers to □□-327-Mermaid.

5. Fisherman's Country vaguely appeared in the movie, but since there was no corresponding appearance in the comics, only their appearance settings were borrowed, and all other settings were private.Everyone can also regard this entire race as a private setting.

6. As an author who only likes to raise cubs, I don’t know how to write about this kind of conspiracy for fame and fortune. Let’s make do with it. If there are loopholes, you can bring them up. I will correct them within the scope of my ability.

7. The civilian submarine that Vail destroyed was self-driving, so there were no human voices or people inside. The consequences of killing people in DC are quite serious. The little girl is only 13 years old, and she has not yet reached the time to owe her life debt.So let's take this as her protagonist's halo, ww the halo of me, whoever I attack will never die!

Wait, this halo seems to have collided with the halo of the old bat. (meditation)