Cthulhu Gonfalon Chapter 146

Chapter 146: Chapter 16

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

The creatures consisted of all sorts of strange beings. There were several kinds of them that could charm people with songs.

As it happened, both rmaids and sirens had this, ability and they all lived in the sea. Therefore, people who had little knowledge of the facts compared the two, or even confused the two.

In this matter, the sirens certainly had no objection. What they cared about was eating people. As for what people thought; well, when you ate bread, did you care about what bread thought?

But rmaids had objections; big ones!

“Eat at?! This is filthy to us!”

Well, what they really cared about was of whether or not they ate people, but the dignity of being a vegetarian.

In marine creatures, the rmaid was one of the few vegetarian species. Perhaps there were one or two exceptions that ate at, but most of them were vegetarian. They were keen to study the flavors of various seaweeds, which led to the famous dining genre, ‘sea combo.’ Because of the difference in living conditions, this catering school had only been circulated among aquatic species, and human beings rarely tried it.

Sui Xiong learned about the existence of the dining genre from Vieille, who was specializing in food and drink. He was also surprised because he thought that the rmaid would eat fish and shrimp at the very least.

Besides the question of diet, there were still so differences between the song of the rmaids and the song of sirens.

The siren’s song was lingering, full of teasing, and people felt tempted. Young n especially, except for a handful of determined ones, could hardly resist this temptation. Every ocean-going sailors heard their songs, few people could turn them down. Often the entire ship would, panting, rush into the water, and try to swim in the direction of the song.

As a result, they were eaten.

Singing was a predatory an for Sirens, and all that were tempted by their songs would be eaten by them.

The rmaid’s singing voice was far-away and lingering, so that people would feel their heart flying, and fall into a kind of sleeplessness. When they woke up, they often felt physically fatigued, but ntally very refreshed.

This was because the singing of rmaids was essentially a spell unique to their group. This spell could regulate the spirit. Although the cost was the consumption of a lot of physical strength that made the body tired, there were no other side effects. Tiredness was easily restored.

Therefore, there were often powerful mages who flew to the deep sea to record rmaid songs with magical props, as a ans of rejuvenation and recovery. This kind of thing rarely emanated, and the price was quite expensive.

As it was today, only tens of thousands of people listened to the voices of rmaids together. In its long history, it was rare.

Many people in the square would be particularly resilient, or wear props that could resist charm. The rmaid’s song could not make them intoxicated; this puzzled them.

These people were well-inford, and naturally able to distinguish between the voices of rmaids and sirens. But even the most educated one had never heard of a rmaid who ran to the shore to sing...

The family of a rmaid was not only temperantal, but full of masters. Even the king of a country or a legendary strongman found it impossible to secretly catch a rmaid to sing to him. In history, there was even soone who was so obsessed with the ethereal voice he moved to live in the deep sea.

A rmaid sang ashore; this kind of thing seed to have happened only in legends. But all involved in this kind of thing were none other than those heroes who left colorful pictures in the history books.

For a mont, many pairs of eyes stared at Ray. Even those with malicious intentions could not help but correct their attitudes, or respect, or want to kill him. Everyone understood that if there was soone in Gars City qualified enough to beco a big hero in history, it must be this handso knight!

The chief priest of the Church of Goddess of Harvest was certainly not chard by the voice of rmaids, but his face suddenly beca gloomy. Everything was going smoothly. How could the rmaids jump out right before the city owner was about to surrender?!

What was even more troubleso was that everybody was tired after listening to the voice, which gave the celebration a natural end, and left no room for prayer.

He had no doubt that Ray would seize this opportunity. The city owner had no strength, but the governor did. The governor would not have been a Watchdog of Gars City if he did not seize this chance.

‘Watchdog of Gars City’ was Ray’s nickna, which soone who hated Ray had co up with. It ant that he was as loyal as a dog, guarding the gates. No one could take advantage of the city.

Originally, everyone thought that the city would be full of adventurers, taking advantage of their own wrongdoings. Many dynamic social organizations sent personnel to seize advantages. As a result, they either fled or died under Ray’s sword.

The chief priest also originally thought so. Fortunately, he had good luck. When he arrived, he saw Ray pursuing a group of believers of the God of Fear: a group of thugs. At that ti, Ray traveled nearly a hundred miles to kill them, and the bodies were brought back to the public.

The chief priest was scared. When they entered the city, they found out that they were accused of forcing residents to borrow money and then plundering their wealth with terror. After confirming the news, he was silent for a long ti. He eventually gave up all the plans he had originally drafted, and beca a priest who was reclusive.

Ray must be a tough guy, because he made a big fuss about this trivial thing! I shouldn’t confront him!

After that blow, he was already discouraged, and once again used his friends’ persuasion to raise his courage...

But the result was this.

“People defeat this God this ti... Perhaps this it is fate.” The chief priest sighed deeply, apologized to Ray, and angrily retreated.

Ray was relieved and knew that he had tackled a major crisis.

After today, Kasalie and the Church of the Goddess of Harvest were officially halted. The Church of the Goddess of Harvest was to behave itself for a long ti. However, ti was in their favor: The longer the delay, the less attractive the Church of the Goddess of Harvest would be in Gars City. Maybe next ti, they would no longer have to rely on the help of His Majesty the Void Mask.

“Your Majesty, your power is really unfathomable!” Ray heartily praised. “Even the nobles of the deep sea followed your assignnt!”

Sui Xiong smiled and silently agreed.

Well, it seed correct: this matter was to his credit, and the rmaids would co to congratulate him.

After a short pause, the song stopped and a rmaid girl dressed formally went to the square to send gifts to the revitalized Gars City, guarded by several n with obvious aquatic characteristics.

“Governor, you, who live in this world, speak for His Majesty who is our guide. Knowing that you are working hard to promote the revival of the city, I hereby wish you success on behalf of the people of the Sea of Storm.”

Ray nodded with a smile and accepted the gift with his own hands. The gifts were not precious, but the aning they represented was not trivial.

The distant sea was governed by the sea kings. Each sea king had his own na. The Sea of Storms was the distant sea of the east, stretching roughly from the dead desert to the Kingdom of the Blue Moon.

The rmaid congratulated him in the na of the official representative of the Sea of Storm, which undoubtedly ant the goodwill and support of the king of that sea. With the support of this strong demi-god who had survived from ancient tis to the present, the revival of Gars City was really just around the corner! Simply being able to safely conduct mariti trade was a huge point of economic growth.

But after Ray accepted the gift, she said, “We are rging all the people of the sea, and will soon develop our power onto the seashore. In order to strengthen mutual cooperation, I hope that we can build an embassy in Gars City, to facilitate the exchange of information. Of course, if you don’t mind, I also hope that we could establish a business center again, so that we can trade goods.”

Ray smiled and nodded. He casually agreed to this matter. However, the businessn who were knowledgeable next to him were already excited. If they had not considered the occasion, they would have already cheered.

Formal diplomacy! Business center! Oh God! The forr ant that Gars City had been qualified for an equal exchange with the Sea of Storm, while the latter ant an enormous and incredibly amazing profit!

To synthesize the two factors...

“Maybe Gars City would not only revive; but expand even further,” a loyal official from a branch of the Riley family excitedly told Kasalie after the celebration. “What the late city owner had not been able to accomplish will be realized in your hands!”

Kasalie was confused, and couldn’t understand what he was really excited about. “The status would be high and the money would be more. This is certainly a good thing. But isn’t that what we were like before?”

The official explained to her with excitent, “For all its prosperity, the Gars City was after all a subordinate of the Kingdom of Blue Moon. But now, as long as we can get support from the Sea of Storm, we could break away from the Kingdom of Blue Moon and beco an autonomous territory!”

“What good does that do?” Kasalie asked.

The official was silent for a long ti and sighed.

She is really dumb. Maybe I can only count on the next generation of city owner. That knight is perfect. The next generation of city owner could only survive even if he has half of his talents.

So, he imdiately felt relieved, and had much hope for the future and his absolute confidence in the city owner. Then he enthusiastically returned to work...