The Mermaid Elder's face was rosy. Beneath the golden sun, she looked like a statue of a holy goddess.
The Mermaids were blessed by heaven, their men handsome and their women beautiful-with the exception of that freak, Lillian.
Realizing he had changed the subject on her, the Elder rolled her eyes with alluring grace.
"What exactly are you planning?"
The Old Chief clasped his hands behind his back. "We are followers of the Child of Calamity. I've always told the tribe that our tails turned black because our Lord was evolving, ascending to a higher form of life. But is that really true?"
"I don't understand."
"I've felt panic. Fear."
"We've forgotten our own history, just as humans have forgotten theirs. We've been swept up in a vast conspiracy of the true gods."
"I don't know what happened, but I can sense something wrong with It. Its condition is far too unstable."
"Even we, Its devout followers, have begun to change."
The Old Chief said, stressing every word:
"Melissa, we are Mermaids first and followers of our Lord second. I cannot let our Lord drag us into the dark abyss."
"Lilith has a special constitution. She never awakened a Sequence Talent until a few months ago, when she awakened for the first time. Our Lord hasn't affected her."
"Lillian doesn't seem to be a devout follower."
"Only by having the two of them leave, quietly and without drawing attention, can I secure a little hope for our Mermaid race."
"Melissa, I can feel something momentous approaching. Heaven and earth will change. We must leave ourselves a way out."
"That boy in disguise is the legendary Blasphemer. The previous Blasphemer once visited our Mermaid Island..."
"So I used the Catfish to reveal some information to them in advance."
"But with Lilith