"Are scammers' pitches this innovative now?" Arthur asked disdainfully.
"I'm not lying to you, Arthur. We know you're of mixed sea-folk blood, that you possess great power, and that you recently saved a submarine. You did very well. But I think you'd become even more famous if you helped save the Capitol Building."
"That's enough," Arthur said. "You just recited what was on the news. You think that can fool me? You damn scammer?"
"Don't be so hasty. I heard your half-brother on your mother's side, Orm, is planning to compete for the throne of Atlantis..."
Hearing the conversation on the phone, Mera perked up her ears as well. She gestured to Arthur, but Arthur waved her off.
"How do you know that?"
"We're not scammers. We really are a government agent organization under the National Security Agency. Naturally, we know something about the sea folk's conflicts."
"Then why are you looking for me?" Arthur was already starting to believe them, but he still asked.
"The Capitol Building has been sitting in Metropolis for too long. We've tried all sorts of methods to move it back to its original place, but none worked. The longer this drags on, the more unstable the political situation becomes. That benefits no one. We truly need someone to move it back."
"Of course, we aren't asking you to work for free. If you're willing to help, we can help you reclaim the throne of Atlantis..."
Mera's eyes instantly widened. Arthur waved at her again and said coldly, "You agents are the best at lying. You make all sorts of promises, then once I've actually finished the job, you'll definitely welch on them. Not only will you refuse to pay up, you'll probably make me take the blame too. I won't fall for it."
"No,