"What you mean is..." Jeffrey felt both excited and afraid.
"This is also why I did not choose the mixed descendants of Muggles and Deep Ones," Tierra said. "They would not value the descendants of Muggles and Deep Ones as much as they value the mixed descendants of wizards and Deep Ones."
"Wizards and Deep Ones are both small races hidden in the shadows of the human world, which makes the overlap between them extremely precious."
"Despite your background, the Deep Ones' priestly class and their Father God and Mother God may distrust you, but you can win the affection of most ordinary Deep Ones," Tierra said. "You are the bridge between us and the Deep Ones, while Muggle industry's pollution of the oceans is our bargaining chip."
"From Journey to Surtsey: My Dialogue with the Toadmen, we learned that most Deep Ones are already deeply dissatisfied with humanity's pollution of the oceans. Well, 'deeply dissatisfied' is a euphemism. They are extremely angry. In the book's first draft, Professor Frolov mentioned that the Deep One he encountered declared—"
"When the stars are in position, chaos shall rise from beneath the earth. The Great Ruler shall awaken. He shall return to His throne and unleash floods and lightning upon the blasphemers!" Tierra said in an extremely low voice.
"Apparently, the Deep One who encountered Professor Frolov said many other things as well—things so horrifying that he was unwilling even to record them with pen and paper," Tierra said. "This was also why, after Professor Frolov, the author of the book, returned from Surtsey, he immediately resigned from the University of Iceland and devoted himself to environmental protection."
"Then where is Professor Frolov now?" Jeffrey asked.
"He was locked up in a mental hospital," Tierra said. "After resigning from the University of