How Many Moms Is That Now? / Exusiai's Thoughts

This is probably not a deception from Demons, otherwise it wouldn't have been just a simple auditory hallucination for so long, and even magic couldn't block it out.

Typhon felt that Magellan was the person she knew who, besides Mizuki, was most likely to attract all sorts of strange and bizarre things. He could run into Collapse Demons just by going out. As for Mizuki... he could only say that she was incredibly lucky with women. She could bump into beautiful women wherever she went. If it weren't for Typhon and Muelsyse protecting her so fiercely back then, she probably would have been kidnapped and run off to who knows where long ago.

"Perhaps it's because of what Mizuki left me."

"Ah, now that you mention it... I'm so envious."

Looking at the transparent crystal Magellan took out from her chest, Typhon couldn't possibly say he wasn't envious at all. This ice crystal allowed Magellan to freely enter and leave the Snowfield of Sami, and even those Demons could not threaten her.

Those tentacles of Mizuki, buried beneath the Sami Snowfields, are Magellan's protectors.

"Then how about you ask Mizuki to send you one next time? I feel like he'll be back soon."

"Never mind... well, I'd still prefer him to give me a ring!"

Typhon's eyes lit up when the topic was brought up.

"Ealchi told me that if a boy gives a girl a ring, it means he wants to be with her forever!"

"What if Mizuki doesn't give you a ring?"

"Then I'll give it to him; it's the same idea anyway."

Looking at Typhon's serious expression, Magellan only found her cute. When they traveled together before, Mizuki liked to rub Typhon's head and play with it, mainly because her reactions were very funny.

Typhon always wanted to hit Mizuki but couldn't. Even Ealchi's cold and melancholy face would show a beautiful smile at that time. Muelsyse was already jealous at that time, so she would help Typhon throw snowballs at Mizuki from time to time.

"A lot of people have come to the camp these past few days. I heard even the Ursus people want to join, but they're only responsible for the other side of the defense line. Otherwise, a fight would definitely have broken out in the last couple of days."

As a Sami, Typhon was well aware of the conflict between the Sami and Ursus, which was mainly a problem with the Ursus people. They despised everything about the Sami, from the people to the culture. Compared to the Demons, the Ursus probably caused more trouble for the Sami.

"Who can argue with that?"

Magellan picked up a cup of hot coffee, about to drink it, when he suddenly noticed what appeared to be a strange face in his cup.

She couldn't help but move closer, and the face gradually turned downwards, transforming into a whole person, Sea Siren the size of a palm.

"Oh my god, I almost lost my life here. I'll never Izumik again."

Chapter 182 How many mothers is this?

"Phew... I'm finally alive! Thank you!"

A sip of hot soup sent a warm current rushing from his throat to his brain, then down to the tip of his tail, so comforting that Sea Siren #233 couldn't help but slap his tail against the ground.

Sami is a freezing place, hardly habitable for Sea Siren whose entire bodies are made of water. Number 233 was happily wandering around, since Sea Siren are generally not very sensitive to temperature. Unless it's thousands of degrees or just over a hundred degrees, it probably feels the same to them.

But the body's sensations are never wrong. Even if the Sea Siren herself disregarded this level of cold, that's the downside of being made of water. As she walked, she found herself frozen, along with her not-so-bright brain.

"So... Miss 233, are you really not a member of the Sarkaz race or a special being from Phidia?"

Out of basic vigilance, Magellan questioned the Sea Siren before him. Although the siren seemed quite rational and even thanked him, there was no way around it; the Sea Siren's figure was conspicuous even on Terra.

The Terra are incredibly diverse, divided into dozens or even hundreds of major families based on racial characteristics, which can then be further subdivided into even more categories. But even the Sarkaz like Miss Sea Siren. Magellan felt this was quite different from the evolutionary theory he had learned.

Moreover, she felt that the Sea Siren's life form was very similar to that of Muelsyse, but no matter how Muelsyse transformed into water, a part of her original body would still remain, and she would still be vulnerable to injury, and she could not replenish herself quickly by drinking water like Muleseth did.

"No, I'm Sea Siren. My body is just a collection of water. As long as there's enough water, we can freely transform into anything—a snake's tail or a fish's tail, I can even turn into a tracked vehicle or a giant lobster! Do you want to see?"

Seeing that the Sea Siren seemed quite enthusiastic about it, Magellan quickly shook her head. Just the idea of a creature with a human upper body and a snake lower body was already making her brain go blank. She simply couldn't imagine what it would be like to have a human upper body and a lobster or even a tracked vehicle lower body. For the sake of her mind and worldview, it was best not to see it.

Typhon scrutinized Sea Siren #233 from head to toe. She was certain that the person in front of her had not been corrupted by the Warp, nor that she and Magellan had been corrupted and thus misunderstood each other; rather, this was simply how the person truly looked.

But the name is rather strange; it sounds more like a serial number.

"Does 'number 233' mean... there are 222 people ahead of you who have the same number?"

"Yes, there are over three million sisters behind me. They were supposed to be numbered according to birth order, but our eldest sister made a mistake. We hatched when we were scattered by the volcano, so we had to be numbered randomly."

"Broken apart by the volcano?"

"Yeah, it's the kind where you stand on the crater and it erupts. Ah, now that you mention it, I'm craving lava again. In this weather, a bucket of piping hot drink would be the real treat."

Listening to what Miss Sea Siren said, Magellan felt his brain was screaming in agony, saying that if this continued, his entire worldview would be shattered.

As a scholar, Magellan knew that some creatures could survive in volcanoes, and that some special Originium Slug could even use their shells to withstand the high temperatures of magma. Terra was full of wonders, after all.

But I've never heard of anyone drinking lava as a hot beverage. What kind of living environment do these Sea Siren have?

"Um, Miss Sea Siren, are you from a world outside Terra? I mean... the starry sky?"

There may be life above the stars. This was something Magellan once heard Rhine Lab, the head of Kristen Lab, say. Many people said that the head was cold and inhuman, but Magellan felt that it was only because Kristen was too immersed in her dreams.

Now, looking at the Sea Siren before him—a species clearly not naturally born in the Terra— Magellan couldn't help but think of this.

"The starry sky? Ah, don't misunderstand, I can indeed say it exists in another world, but it doesn't come from the starry sky."

Miss Sea Siren quickly shook her head. She didn't want to be seen as some strange being. Imitating the Doctor's way of thinking and inheriting the research institute of the deep sea, the Sea Siren's understanding of this world and the starry sky far surpasses that of the current Terra civilization. Mizuki uses the Sea of Life to connect the Sea Siren, and the Sea Siren, who share thoughts, have a broader vision than the Terra humans.

"I come from the Sea of Izumik. Terra is now completely enveloped by Barrier Layer, and I can't possibly get through alone."

Sea Siren's thoughts are always easy to guess, because most Sea Siren have snake tails. When they are happy, their tails wag rapidly; when they are unhappy, the tips of their tails draw circles on the ground; when they are thinking, their tails draw circles in the air. Magellan looked at Miss Sea Siren, and even though he didn't understand the habits of Sea Siren, he could tell that she wasn't lying.

"Izumik ...I've heard Ealchi mention it; she said those Demons have been calling out this name!"

Typhon suddenly realized that there was some connection between the Sea Siren in front of him and the Demons, while the Sea Siren herself seemed completely baffled.

"Is the Demons calling for Izumik in such a hurry to die?"

Miss Sea Siren was deeply shocked. After all, in her understanding, although Demons were troublesome, it was unrealistic for them to cause serious trouble for Mizuki. Especially after Chernobog delivered five Internal Guards to his door as snacks, the entire Seaborn were undergoing adaptive evolution against the Brood. Even if they could not directly counterattack, they could at least make the Demons so afraid to come out that Demons would block the door.

Not to mention that the Sea Siren's adaptability and evolution speed are hundreds of times stronger than the Seaborn's. Within Terra's territory, within the Sea of Life's range, it has all kinds of buffs and resistances at their maximum. What is there to be afraid of?

"What exactly is this Izumik you're talking about?"

Typhon had many conjectures about Izumik, but since there was a Sea Siren who could give him the answer directly, Typhon might as well ask her directly.

"Oh, Izumik, in terms of family relations, he is the father of all of us Sea Siren, that is, my dad."

"Then he must have over three million daughters?!" Magellan was immediately shocked. "Does that mean he'd have to collect three million dowries?"

"..."

What a novel perspective! Even Miss Sea Siren was speechless. By the way, why would anyone immediately think of bride price?

"What dowry? We Sea Siren are all celibate and don't get married. Izumik isn't short of money either. But... it's so cold here, isn't it called Sami again?"

Miss Sea Siren looked around and could only thank Mizuki for not throwing her into outer space through the Barrier Layer. Otherwise, she would probably have been frozen like some perfect creature and could only wait for the day when she was lucky enough to crash into the fountain and be resurrected, or for Izumik to be in a good mood and pick her up.

"This is indeed Sami, didn't you know?"

"I don't know. Izumik came by, not me. He just left me there. I was planning to wander around and explore, but I ended up freezing. Luckily, a deer happened to be passing by and knocked me to pieces, and then you guys picked me up and used me to make coffee."

Miss Sea Siren looked around, then looked up at the dark clouds in the distance.

"No wonder I feel so uncomfortable. Ah, it smells worse than the sewers. Even the rainwater in Izumik hasn't been dealt with yet."

After stroking her chin and pondering for a while, and weighing the difference in strength between herself and the enemy, Miss Sea Siren finally accepted the fact that she couldn't defeat the other side. She figured it would be better to just call in more Sea Siren later.

"By the way, do you have any extra antifreeze here?"

Sea Siren #233 pointed to the tip of her tail, which was starting to wriggle and could no longer be shaken; relying on the internal water flow to resist the freezing wasn't very effective.

"This place is so cold. Next time, I'll ask Izumik to help improve the ecological environment."

Temperature is mainly affected by topography and latitude. While the Sea Siren can't change the terrain of Sami, they are more than capable of modifying the ecological environment.

However, we still need to quickly replace the antifreeze on our bodies. It wouldn't be pleasant to get frozen again, and Sea Siren certainly doesn't want to go through that again.

"Oh, yes, I'll go get it for you in a bit. You also need to tell Mr. Tin Man about your matter."

"Thanks... wait a minute."

Perhaps still a bit groggy from the cold, Sea Siren didn't notice the translucent, ice-like crystal hanging on her chest until Magellan got up.

"Do you recognize this crystal Izumik?"

"I don't recognize it; Mizuki gave it to me."

"But Izumik's other name is Mizuki."

Sea Siren #233 suddenly paused, immediately beginning to ponder a crucial question: Which mother was Magellan?

And this Typhon in front of me, it's no surprise he knows Mizuki and they're on good terms.

(Tsk tsk tsk, I really didn't expect that he could meet women he knew no matter where he went)

Sea Siren #233 thought it was outrageous, but then she thought that since it was Mizuki, it wasn't so outrageous after all. After all, Mizuki was capable of anything, especially when it came to attracting women.

"You're saying that Mizuki is Izumik... wait, doesn't that mean he's already the father of over three million girls?!"

"Achoo!"

Mizuki couldn't help but sneeze, but it probably wasn't because he had just been caught in the rain. It was more like someone was talking behind his back. He subconsciously pondered for a moment and discovered the Sea Siren's traces. At the same time, he saw Magellan and Typhon's faces through the shared vision between him and the Sea Siren.

Although somewhat surprised that Sea Siren #233 had actually met Magellan and Typhon, Mizuki was hesitant to speak directly with them for the time being. He was afraid of scaring them, and besides, Magellan's words had left him speechless; his Mai-Mai wasn't like this before.

However, she needed to put all her thoughts aside for now. The main Gladiia, who was in front of her, was, after all Specter and Skadi's companion, but Mizuki felt that she wouldn't like being called "older sister."

"In conclusion, it's not that I don't want to, but you Aegir are still thinking about exterminating the Seaborn, so how could they possibly lift the blockade against you?"

"Furthermore, the Church of the Deep has been established in Aegir for so long, you should know best that its level is not low."

As she spoke, Mizuki took out letters from her pocket that the tentacles had searched the various Church of the Deep strongholds that day. The letters detailed how the Church of the Deep communicated with people on land and at sea, and how they set traps to make Skadi, Specter, and Gladiia trapped like fish in a barrel.

Gladiia frowned as she picked up the letters. They were damp and had an unpleasant smell, but what was most alarming was that Gladiia recognized the handwriting on some of the letters.

The Church of the Deep probably never imagined that these letters could be intercepted so easily, so they didn't use too many encryption methods to cover up their conspiracy. Just glancing at the names on them was enough to shock Gladiia.

Specter and Skadi might not know, but Gladiia could definitely recognize who the handwriting belonged to. They were all renowned scientists and artists from the deep sea, Aegir, who had been involved in almost every field, and many of them had been identified as Deep Sea Cultists in the past.

Gladiia even saw several names she used to see often; they were all outstanding scholars from Aegir who had signed the Abyssal Hunter Project.

This was betrayal, a shameful betrayal. Gladiia's thoughts were completely disrupted, but she remained calm and took a deep breath. Mizuki could tell that she really wanted to hit someone, after all, this plan had shattered her pride as Abyssal Hunters.

"Excuse me." Gladiia picked up the letters and got up to leave, leaving only Mizuki behind, but Exusiai soon came in.

"No fight broke out?"

Everyone was eavesdropping outside the door, worried that something might happen between Mizuki and Gladiia, but to everyone's surprise, they both remained very restrained.

"They're not that impulsive."

Mizuki gently hugged his girlfriend and lightly nuzzled Exusiai's chest. Exusiai's chest had now reached a fairly standard size, and Mizuki felt quite good about it.

Exusiai has a cake-like scent, leaning towards sweet and sour, like her favorite apple pie. Lemuen's scent is more like strawberry cake. Perhaps all Laterano people are like that.

"After today, Ms. Gladiia will probably need a long time to adjust to her new state."

Mizuki couldn't help but feel a headache for Gladiia. She was thinking of going home to help her family solve their problems, but she found out that she had been sold by her family.

The Church of the Deep is truly despicable.

Chapter 183 Exusiai's Thoughts

[Dad, how many mothers have you found for us, this Medivh and that Typhon?]

When Shuiyue heard Sea Siren #233's question halfway through her shower, Mizuki regretted not throwing this guy away even further, preferably to the Winterfang Mountains north of Sami. Although she had always known that Sea Siren was somewhat outspoken, it was rare to find someone like 233 who could make you want to punch her just by opening her mouth.

Remember when they first met, these Sea Siren called Exusiai" auntie" and "grandma," which almost made her furious. From that moment on, Mizuki knew that these Sea Siren were definitely not decent people.

However, he didn't expect that the Sea Siren and Magellan would actually be able to retrieve 233, and now it seems to be quite familiar with Typhon and Magellan.

"Well... I'll have to meet Typhon and the others sooner or later. The Doctor should be happy to have them on Rhodes Island. But that scene... the Sami really are preparing for war."

Although Mizuki had observed Sami's troop deployment from the Sea of Life some time ago, she could tell that they were planning a desperate battle.

The ancient Sami never succumbed to fear and darkness, Mizuki could do now was to help them curb the spread of Demons with a rain.

Mizuki had a vague feeling that all the problems would be solved if she returned to Sami, but on the other hand, her deep-seated intuition made her instinctively not want to return to Sami so soon.

What are you thinking about?

Muelsyse transformed into water, nestled in Mizuki's arms, and reached out to poke his cheek.

"Regarding Sami, Mai-Mai, Typhon, and Ealchi are all over there; we haven't seen them for several months."

"I would be even happier if next time you mentioned your friends, you didn't just mention women."

Muelsyse rolled her eyes at Mizuki, quite displeased with his womanizing ways, but she also knew that Mizuki wasn't truly promiscuous most of the time.

However, he really does attract attention wherever he goes, especially from women. Muelsyse didn't even want to ask how many female confidantes she didn't know.

"Yes, I'll try."

After drying her hair, Mizuki stood up from the bathtub. Muelsyse didn't plan to follow her out either; she felt more comfortable in a place with water than in bed.

As for the other reason, it's simply because she doesn't really want to face Exusiai in her true form yet. Although she admits she's slightly inferior, the two are still rivals in love, and Muelsyse herself isn't used to it yet.