21. Chapter 21
"Artelius?" I pointed to the unfamiliar name in the book and looked at my mother, "Mom, who is he?" ā
"My dear child, this is the name of the god of the sea," the mother smiled and squatted beside me, touching my head lovingly, "Legend has it that Artelius is the god of the sea who guards the island of Cezea, and has the ability to call the wind and rain, a symbol of strength and beauty. ā
"Is he stronger than Ai God?"
"No, child, Ai is the god who controls the sea, and Artelius is just the god who rules the sea."
"Mom, I like this name, can I call it that?" I asked curiously, blinking.
The mother smiled softly: "I'm afraid this won't work, my child, your name was given by Ai God, and you can't change it lightly." ā
"But I like the name, Artelius, Artelius......" I muttered quietly, tugging at my mother's sleeve, "I want to call it that." ā
My mother touched my head and shook her head to decline my request.
I held the mermaid doll in my arms and rubbed its ear fins.
I can't call it by that name, but someone else can.
I looked up at my mother excitedly, "Mom, can my brother be called that?" I love the name, love it. ā
"Brother?" The mother had a strange look on her face.
"I heard you say to your father yesterday that you are going to give me a younger brother, so can I name him Artelius?"
My mother was stunned, but slowly showed a gentle smile, and she took me into her arms and affectionately placed a loving kiss on my forehead: "Of course, my dear Sals, your brother will love this name." If...... You are fortunate enough to get a brother's words. ā
"Hmm!" I smiled happily and hugged my mother back, breathing deeply in the faint scent of her body.
Subtle fragrance......
Twenty years later, the scent has faded to the point where I can't remember, but I still remember my mother's promise - unfortunately, the day after my mother made her promise, a cold gun broke through our door, violently took away my dear mother, and my brother also tragically "died".
Arteles?
I looked at the portrait of the mermaid named Arteles, and the image of the younger brother who "died" due to external resistance suddenly came to life.
He is beautiful, powerful, and possesses abilities comparable to those of the god of the sea, which perfectly coincides with the characteristics of the god of the sea.
Mother, thank you for giving me a perfect gift - my brother, Artelius, a mermaid with some of the same genes as mine.
If one day we can see each other again, I will give him a kind and friendly embrace, and tell him how great our mother is, and how closely bound us by blood.
Unfortunately, even I don't know if we'll ever see each other.
I glanced at the portrait with nostalgia and followed Ben's footsteps out of the room.
It seems that the commotion just now has a great impact, and in just a few minutes, a lot of people have gathered, and Chelson also walked quickly, pushed away the people who were blocking him, and said loudly: "What happened!" ā
Ben pointed to a metal wall and pushed the slippery glasses and said, "As you can see, there's a restless guy resisting. As soon as he finished speaking, there was a violent thud behind the door.
"A bunch of idiots!" Chelson clenched his fists and strode over to the metal wall, "Open the door." Immediately a staff member went to the wall and crouched down and tapped on the ground.
Wait, this familiar position to open the door, is it behind the door......
"Sa...... Les, Sals......"
A string of muffled syllables suddenly echoed in my mind, and a feeling of anticipation and anxiety poured out into my heart like a jar - "I" wanted to see Sals, he was here, "I" wanted to see him!
This strong feeling is relief.
My eyes widened, yes, behind this door was the place where Shi was trapped, and he was calling me and trying to break through the door to find me.
"Wait," Ben called Chelson, turning to stare at me, the angle just blocking my view, "Mr. Eddie, that's all for today, I'll send you back." ā
"What if I don't want to?" I didn't move.
"I think you should know that we have a lot of ways to force you to comply. I hope you don't try. ā
Having said that, I had to submit for the time being, and until I had mastered their abilities, rebellion would only lead to evil consequences for me.
I was held by Ben and a few auto-electronics. The staff of the gun were sent back to the cell, and the cold metal door was completely sealed after the sound of the machine.
I squinted at the security camera on the wall, walked into the bathroom, and glanced at the floor drain, both in shape and in the seam smaller than usual, it seems that as Ben said, unless it is an ant, don't want to get out of the sewer.
But my abilities are not that simple.
Even though I'm limited in abilities, that doesn't mean I can't do anything.
I let out a miniature firebird the size of a mosquito into the sewer, then walked out of the bathroom, lay down on the bed, flipped to the side of the wall with one hand on my neck, closed my eyes, and entered another realm of consciousness.
Spiritual sharing.
This is the ability that I have learned over the years of searching for my mother, and it allows me to share my spiritual power with the flame I generated. In other words, when I need it, I can pour my consciousness into the flame, so that I can see what I need through the eyes of the flame.
It's like a soul possession, now my soul is attached to a miniature firebird, I am a miniature firebird, and the miniature firebird is me, the difference is that we are two separate individuals, and my ontomy has autonomous consciousness and perception.
This ability is quite mentally demanding, and in the process of use, once the body is disturbed by the outside world, the sharing power will automatically disappear, and when the shared body has a problem, such as hitting a wall, the body will also feel pain. Of course, when I was released from the state of mental sharing, the miniature firebird could still fly under my control, but it no longer shared my five senses.
This ability is unknown to March, and in the past, I have often used this ability to go to places I can't go to find my mother's whereabouts, so I have become quite proficient in using this ability.
Now that no one bothered me, my spiritual sharing went very smoothly.
There were no lights in the sewers, and my flight was a challenge: I had to get to the catch well safely in the dark pipes, avoiding the sewage that could rush up at any moment. And in this difficult process, "I" may be extinguished by excess water at any time.
Fortunately, it is not the peak time for water use, and "I" am skillful, and after about ten minutes, "I" finally broke through from the water collection well.
This is already the outer area of the research institute, and "I" didn't dare to delay for a minute, so I immediately flapped my wings and flew to the real yĆ n part of Area A along the route in my memory.
Probably because I was not there, the door to the place of release was left open without suspicion, and there were many staff members carrying instruments of different sizes in and out, looking like they were busy with something.
"I" picked an inconspicuous corner and flew in.
The sound of leather shoes rubbing against metal was heard in the air, and the footsteps were so heavy that it seemed that the person walking was in a bad mood.
Chelson.
He walked very fast, leaving the two people who followed behind him far behind: "A bunch of idiots! Not even a mermaid can subdue it. March," he said angrily as he turned his head to the man behind him, "if that merfolk escapes again, I'll report to the government and send you back to the Sharps!" ā
March? Could it be......
As I had guessed, the man behind Cherson was the one I knew Marge.
He was wearing the same military uniform as Chelson, and his straight clothes and his tall physique made him personally glow with a majestic momentum, and he seemed to be extremely energetic, I couldn't believe that this was still the rough man I knew at the beginning.
Judging by the current situation, March really betrayed me, no, more accurately, he was really an undercover agent lurking beside me.
"Oh, dear Mr. Chelson Leyson," March said, patting Cherson's forehead in annoyance, "do you know how powerful that merfolk are?" The latest evaluation results show that his strength far exceeds that of evil mermaids of the same age, and is even comparable to that of adult evil mermaids. Ai Shen, such a powerful mermaid, the ordinary power grid can't stop him at all......"
"Then increase the strength of the power grid!" Cherson turned his head and pointed at March's nose and said, "A bunch of trash!" Since we know that he is aggressive, we should strengthen our control measures. ā
"But ......"
Cherson rudely interrupted March's explanation: "I don't need to listen to any explanation!" Compared to you idiots, high-tech machines are much more useful than you. Listen, from now on, all the personnel in the real yĆ n department will be evacuated, no one is allowed to enter except the investigators, and then increase the current intensity of the power grid, turn on the automatic reaction mechanism, once the mermaid has any more situation, directly inject him with a large dose of tranquilizer, if he resists and escapes again, he will be destroyed with a miniature pulse cannon! ā
"Chelson," Ben, who had been following him, spoke, his tone was deep and sounding rather unhappy, "I think I need to remind you what a rare real yĆ n body this mermaid is, and once it is destroyed, it may not be possible to find a suitable real yĆ n body for a long time. ā
"Then start Plan C!"
Ben stopped walking, his cold gaze fixed on Chelson's back, and his tone was terrifyingly cold: "I think I need to remind you once again that what you said about Plan C was forbidden by your father, Mr. Leyson. ā
"Shut your mouth!" Cherson's eyes widened, and he scolded angrily, "Now that I am the commander-in-chief of the Leysin Institute, I have the right to make a decision." ā
Ben stopped talking, his sleeves slightly wrinkled, and if I guessed correctly, his fists were already clenched.
March sighed and patted Ben on the shoulder, and persuaded, "Man, let's go, Mr. Chelson Leyson must have his plans." ā
"Really?" Ben sneered and pushed his glasses, "I hope his decision is the right one, I don't want the tragedy of eighteen years ago to happen again." ā
March's body shook and he seemed to shudder: "Oh, please don't mention this, it's terrible." Let's go, man, it's going to be okay as soon as you go. ā
The three of them left, and it didn't take long for the personnel in the real yĆ n department to evacuate one after another, and the metal door fell with a bang, cutting off this place from the outside world.