Chapter 665 – Raid on Atlantis (7)
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Square… Square…
A fishman with burns on his gills was carving something into her bottom.
Soiled blood painted primitive patterns. In various places of the pattern, dead fishmen with fishy-smelling blades inserted into their chests filled the paint of the patterns.
Square…
The fisherman, who had been writing the fish head with a brush as if he were grinding it on a grater, raised her head.
A small fishman resembling him entered his bulging eyes, his tongue sticking out and dying. And the blade caught in the young fishman’s web.
【Uuuuu…】
The natural cries of creatures flowed sadly.
… Knock, Knock!
By the time sadness turned to anger, the pattern was completed with the power of a strong grip. The horrendous fishy smell dazzled the nasal passages of the Yi tribe, which are sensitive to blood.
As he rose, his people, who had trembled as if surrounding something dreadful outside the pattern, bowed their heads. The burnt fish man thrust his hand into his chest.
There is no sea here to warm the clan.
The scaled limbs are dry, and the air of a different density than the seabed pierces the gills. It would be a lie if I said I didn’t miss the bottom of the sea they used to refer to with the word ‘world’.
But here was the night sky. There were stars. Unlike the darkness where even the existence of the stars was forgotten, there was a constellation to guide them.
However, this choice was unavoidable.
Even those whose expression for not starving has been forgotten have never been so hungry.
They sleep more than other races. Every time I tried to fall asleep holding on to my hungry stomach, the noise, light, and something hot that exploded was extreme stress.
The hourglass of Atlantis was overturned. Now I just measure the time left until I die.
The enemy has fled, and now there is no way to return to this land until we seize the victory.
After waiting for the right time for a long time, they were put at a crossroads of choice.
At the crossroads of fate named coincidence, whether to be annihilated by foreign enemies, or whether to break the egg shell at the risk of one’s life like a premature baby who hadn’t woken up yet.
“… Tha Uearthy.”
The fisherman, who was touching the burns of the gills, remembered the face of a certain human.
The fork in the road for her to step on was determined.
He howled as he opened his chest and tore it open.
【Uuuuu──!】
【Uuuuu──!】
【Uuuuu──!】
A chorus stretched out into the sky like a prayer. Ultrasonic waves in the range that only fishmen can hear resonated terrifyingly, causing sea creatures to tremble and run away.
When faced with difficulties that cannot be overcome by one’s own strength, life seeks someone to rely on.
A god who would look down on them——even if it meant paying a price appropriate for it.
─Jjoeok.
The sea of stars laughed and opened the door.
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“… Acquire!”
Entering Shade’s dream, I sneezed as if my nose hair had been tickled. ─Sigh. As I was stealing my nose, Tirsi looked at me with a bubbly expression.
“Do you sneeze and runny nose in your dream?”
“Heh. Maybe. Children even dream of peeing.”
“Maybe I sneezed in real life.”
Shrugged her shoulders. It could be.
Of course, there is no reason for a good graduate student like me to be criticized anywhere, and it is certain that it is a simple physiological phenomenon. I stole the bridge of my nose and waved the flag like a guide.
“Come on! The hand of the person who did not enter my dream!”
There was no answer. I crossed my arms in satisfaction.
“All come. Then let’s set off.”
“If you go to a seminar, just follow me wherever I go.”
Give Dana a wink and whistle once. I don’t know how to do it in real life, but in a dream, the way to generate ultrasound is to lie down and eat rice cake.
─Food Duck!
The crow, which looked like a dot in the sky, plunged at a speed that made the perspective strange. In the first place, if you ask how meaningful the distance is in your dream, there is nothing to say.
“Beep-!”
Brunak, who was cute but crowed not like a crow, took no notice of me and flew straight to Nefertiti. It was almost like a hawk snatching its prey.
“Beep! Subtract! Bum bum!”
“… Yep, Brunak. Hi.”
Nefertiti petted the playful guy. Lalilura, who likes animals, wandered one meter outside of them, her eyes shining.
“Is this kid the alter ego of the senior you only heard about?”
“It’s not an alter ego. Daughter”
“You are the alter ego of the senior!”
As if she would never yield on that point, the bitter Lalilura shouted at me.
“Senior, senior~. What is that kid saying?”
“Mole? Roo?”
How do you talk to windows? I don’t know if it’s an animal, but this guy’s essence is a spear. Even though they did an abomination-style fusion with me, I can’t talk to plants.
– Pair! I clapped.
The attention of the wives who were distracted by my step-daughter was drawn back to me.
“Everyone gather. There will be another time to play with Brunak later, so let’s move now.”
He stretched out her palms and focused her consciousness.
The trick is the same as the power of creation. This dream world was created by my consciousness! If so, it was my will to change this world to my liking.
“Unlock my heart!”
─Patching! A golden key formed in the palm of my hand.
As I swung around, a door appeared in front of me. It was the door leading to the seat of God, which I had seen on the day I entered Shade’s dream for the first time with Nefertiti.
Fran said, patting her cheek as if to stop herself from glancing at Brunak.
“Can I just open it?”
“I’ve never tried it, but they say you can’t do it if you don’t have the qualifications.”
Since the source is the source, the reliability is not as good as the internet sloppy article.
Shall we try it? I put the key in the hole.
─Click.
There was no problem getting in.
However, I was able to know that I had been through various media outlets on Earth. Whether or not this key can be turned is obviously the biggest problem—
─Click.
“Hmmmmy?”
… Are you back?
I was taken aback for a moment, but fortunately or unfortunately, the lock wasn’t completely open. The key, which had turned half way, would no longer be turned.
“Looks like the more qualified you are, the more you can open.”
Veronica speaks while staring at the key. For some reason, I gave up my seat, feeling a little relieved.
“Let’s test it first.”
Veronica, who came in as if taking turns, turned her key without hesitation.
─Tuck!
The golden key in her hand did not move an inch. Veronica, as if she knew it, made no further attempt and she withdrew.
“Although it lacks a lot, the bicorn gods are known as Asgard’s quasi-gods.”
Veronica, reading our eyes, shrugged her shoulders.
“It is a law that no one who sits in a seat can steal someone else’s seat. I wouldn’t know if I really received the qualifications and recognition befitting a successor, but I’m not good enough.”
“Then I guess so too.”
Tyrsi turned her key as if it was comfortable.
─Tuck! Of course, the key didn’t even budge in her hand.
“For me, the throne of my family’s ancestors would be sufficient. To be honest, it’s a pity.”
Tirsi, who smiled friendly at me, withdrew, so now there is only half left.
“Give up.”
Nefertiti gives up in one second after turning the key. Brunak was crying all over as if comforting her.
“Suck!!”
Lalilura, who took the next challenge, almost clung to the door like Spider-Man.
Efforts were imaginary, but the firmness of the key was still the same. Even though our juniors were sweating, the lock did not move even 1mm. Three trees.
But he doesn’t have anything related to it.
“Wait! Isn’t this something strange?!”
As if she had the same thoughts as me, Lari Lura immediately cried out with her face filled with tears.
“If you’re a beauty god, Freya-sama! Aren’t you the goddess who presides over beauty?! But you don’t give me any room at all, even for me, who has no flaws?! I think I will lose my confidence as a woman!!”
“Because Mi Hee-shin’s identity is separate from her appearance.”
As she hugged and comforted Lari Lura, who was whining with her teary eyes, Veronica said.
“She must have been counted as an old god with only her face? If that was the case, her divine throne ability would have manifested the power to intuitively connect with her appearance like fascination.”
“Hinging… So what is that identity… ?”
“Think carefully. What does the word beautiful mean? There are many metaphors in mythology.”
Veronica stroked her chin in an inexplicable way. Her fingers twisted her hair. Larry Lura grunted as if to think and bit her arm.
“Metaphor… What do you mean by analogy?”
“A woman’s beauty is divided between her body and her demeanor. Come on, Fran. You should open it as well.”
“Yes? Me?”
Frank was flustered, but as he was told, he turned her key back.
─Click! The lock in her hand was about a third of the way open. Her francs opened her mouth.
“Uh… ? Am I second?”
We were all surprised, but Veronica was calm.
Veronica said while stroking Fran’s back.
“It’s a simple thing. Aren’t you the most feminine woman among us, Fran?”
“Uh, huh? Uh, thank you?”
“Ten thousand words. Anyway, the word ‘feminine’ like this is a compliment. But ‘girly’ is a word that only sounds like an insult to a man. Aren’t you?”
She goes straight into her kind commentary mode, without going around and explaining like some pair-eyed goddess. Forager Kang Buk-ho readily agreed.
“Of course. Even if it’s different for each person, I’ll be pissed off if I say it.”
“It is an extension of that. In the Age of Gods, ‘masculinity’ means the strength and courage of the body, and the ability as a warrior. Isn’t my love here a good example?”
Veronica touched my cheek and smiled.
“… Brunak didn’t like girlish names either.”
Nefertiti, who had been listening quietly, said a word. If you look at it, it was like that. The silver-billed crow tilted her head as if asking what she was talking about.
“The spear is a weapon. It is also a weapon that is no different from a symbol of masculinity. It’s a bit far from femininity or wisdom.
“Who was Odin who used a spear as a weapon?”
“He was the Giver because he was so perfect.”
Shocking Odin Futanari Theory.
No, women also have a masculine side, so that must mean something like that. Distinguishing between a man and a woman is something that Jammin would do when he is embarrassing himself with a pink pencil case.
“Then let’s think the other way around. The opposite of masculinity, what is femininity?”
“If you think about the meaning of the metaphor of being like a girl… Cunning?”
Tyrsi muttered inadvertently. Smiling Veronica.
“You got it right. That, too, is the face of our master.”
No, it’s a joke, isn’t it?
Elite intelligence, would you say? When I couldn’t manage my expression a bit, Lalilura and Tirsi burst out laughing, saying that they now understand.
“Aha♡! It just makes sense!”
“Really. Certainly, in the old days, it wouldn’t be strange if people looked down on the act of setting up a strategy and using their brains as ‘acting like a girl’.”
“Good thing. Then, look back on Freya-sama’s identity.”
“Yeah! Answer!”
Cried Lari Lura, who raised her hand joyfully, unleashing her signature firearm.
“The most beautiful isn’t just about looks!”
“Yes. Freya-sama’s identity is that. The daughter of the Sea God, the envoy of the Vanir gods, the supreme priestess who bewitched the Asher people with her beauty and wisdom—”
After a moment of silence, Veronica turned her head away.
“Or, you could call me ‘nun’ or ‘priest.'”
“… It is a novel interpretation.”
Dana, who hadn’t said a word before, sighed, pouting her mouth.
