"If this last sea eye gets sealed, what impact will it have on the current world?"
"Well... it shouldn't have any impact, right?"
Miss Salthefish heard this and said hesitantly:
"Although all the water in the ocean cos from the sea eye, without it there would be no ocean as we know it, even if the sea eye is sealed, the water that's already flowed out won't disappear and will remain as it is.
Plus, the ocean water itself has pressure, and the deeper it is, the greater the pressure. So when the sea eye is around three thousand ters below the sea surface, the surrounding water pressure will prevent any more water from flowing out.
Thus, even though the sea eye hasn't been sealed, it has been inactive for quite a while... By the way, why did you suddenly think of asking this?"
As she spoke, Miss Salthefish suddenly raised her head, looking at Leon with uncertainty, recalling the words of the rmaid beauty from a few days ago.
'If even the Clean-up Bureau can't solve the problem of freezing under the sea, to preserve the ocean as it is, would they throw those problematic ice layers underneath into the Tidal Realm, like your grandfather sealed the sea eye?'
"It's nothing."
Not knowing Miss Salthefish's concerns, but seeing the sudden stirring of her Heart Lake, Leon glanced at her and answered truthfully:
"I'm considering how to treat your grandfather... If sealing the sea eye doesn't significantly affect the current world, then your grandfather just doesn't want to help, it's his freedom to look after himself, and I won't force him.
But if sealing the sea eye would endanger the current world, causing so serious consequences, then your grandfather's actions would be trading our safety for his own, and my way of solving this might be a bit more aggressive."
"No, it won't! It won't!"
Upon hearing Leon's words, Miss Salthefish relaxed slightly, and promptly explained:
"Although my grandfather is a bit wary of humans and your Clean-up Bureau, he wouldn't do such a thing.
His current intention is to maintain the cleanliness of the Tidal Realm, and relocate the Sea Race into it, letting The Twelve Kingdoms and the Clean-up Bureau themselves solve the freezing problem at the sea bottom, without planning to take action against you guys!"
"Got it."
After carefully checking the Heart Lake of Miss Salthefish and her mother and confirming that it's likely a true statent, Leon nodded and seriously extended his right hand.
"Then for this collaboration invitation regarding the freezing problem under the sea, I will agree on behalf of the Clean-up Bureau as the Aquarius Director, and as for your grandfather, as long as the situation is indeed as you said, and he doesn't intend to destroy the current world, I can also promise not to bother him... Oh, by the way!"
Recalling when he was sent away with four votes from Taurus Pavilion, Leon added:
"Our bureau is paying close attention to this matter, Scorpio Director and Cancer Director should have arrived in your Tidal Realm yesterday. When you et them, you must help to explain that it was your initiative to invite , not coercing you to bring along."
"No problem!"
Although Leon's words seed a bit "high in posture" and his request a bit odd, faced with his straightforward frankness and the promise not to trouble her grandfather, Miss Salthefish couldn't help but show a hint of gratitude in her eyes, yet...
"How can this be?!"
For so reason, seeing Leon quickly reach a consensus with Miss Salthefish, the rmaid beauty steering the boat seed anxious, and directly let go of the pearl controlling the clam shell boat, quickly coming over while Miss Salthefish looked on in astonishnt and vehently denied:
"I disagree! It's too lenient! No way, no way!"
"???"
Also unsure of her aning, Leon asked puzzledly:
"What's too lenient?"
"Of course it's going too easy on that old bastard!"
"???" x2
With Leon and Miss Salthefish's bewildered expressions, the rmaid beauty said grimly:
"How can your Clean-up Bureau be so weak? That old geezer is planning to dump all the ice from the Tidal Realm into the current world, it's a challenge to your Clean-up Bureau! You guys should send soone and teach him a lesson!
Even if you don't beat him up, at the very least, you should make him abdicate imdiately, and hand over his position as the head to soone like who is friendly to humans!"
Not??? What exactly are you up to!
Unexpectedly, the rmaid beauty suddenly pulled such a stunt, and receiving Leon's bewildered look, 'Is your mother ssing with ?', Miss Salthefish shafully and indignantly said:
"Mother! Before we ca, you didn't say that! You said grandfather may be annoying, but he is my grandfather after all, and shouldn't be hard, yet now you're..."
"If I didn't say that, would you have agreed to bring here to et Sir Leon?"
"???"
So all those words before were lies? Just ant to keep steady? How could you... Wait! How is this storyline familiar? I take you as my mom to trust, and you treat like my grandfather to deceive?
"Sir Leon!"
As Miss Salthefish was starting to feel confused, the rmaid beauty took the opportunity to speak solemnly:
"I want to report to your Clean-up Bureau! The current head of the sea vortex line of the Sea Race harbors ill intentions! That old codger not only discriminates against non-mainline Sea Race, treating them differently for a long ti, but also harbors resentnt towards humans!
Although he hasn't dared to do anything too outrageous because he lacks courage, you mustn't let such a harmful elent exist... Ugh! Don't cover ! I'm going to... Ugh!"
"Be quiet! Shut up now!"
Unexpectedly, just when the negotiations were over, her mother suddenly pulled this off, Miss Salthefish was so furious that tears welled up, desperately reaching out to cover the rmaid beauty's mouth.
While the rmaid beauty dodged and continued suggesting to Leon:
"Your Clean-up Bureau ought to... ouch... take action! You are rulers of the current world, how can you allow that old... ouch! You should support a new head who is friendly to the Clean-up Bureau! I believe I am very suitable!"
"You, you, you! Don't talk! You mustn't talk!!"
"..."
You're both really...
Nearly drowned myself in a wine barrel, and took to attend the Anti-Traveling Thrush Alliance, and the rmaid beauty, insisting I settle with her father, and then support her to power;
Hmm... thinking about it, there should be another foul-mouthed old codger who vexed his daughter to the point she wanted to settle him, your whole family seems to live like a joke...
As he watched the rmaid mother and daughter tearing each other apart, Leon's mouth couldn't help but twitch, as he awkwardly pulled them apart, then spoke to the rmaid beauty with a sowhat odd expression:
"Mrs. Evangelin, our Clean-up Bureau is a peace-loving organization, generally not interfering randomly, your request... really isn't part of our job description..."
"Ah?!!"
Finding Leon rejecting her proposal, the rmaid beauty was imdiately greatly disappointed, and freed from Miss Salthefish's grip, she asked with gritted teeth:
"What if I'm willing to marry Wendy to you? Would that work?"
"???"
(*ﾟДﾟ*)?!
彡(-_-;)彡
In the stifling silence aboard the clam shell boat, the rmaid beauty forcefully slapped her full chest, promising boldly:
"As long as you help beat that old codger up, I agree to you and Wendy being together!
And you don't have to worry about the Clean-up Bureau's reaction; I've been undercover by that old bastard's side for years, and I have plenty of dirt on him! Just digging up any random piece should give you enough reason to beat him up!"
"Uh... better not, maybe?"
For the first ti facing such an off-the-wall situation, Leon was silent for a mont, feeling unable to bear seeing Miss Salthefish's expression, he turned away from the rmaid beauty and said:
"Our Clean-up Bureau values rules, never mixing personal affairs with official duties, nor using the guise of resolving anomalous events to attack others just like that... hm..."
At this, Leon paused slightly, recalling his own "business trips" in the past, unable to resist clicking his tongue instinctively.
Wait, am I falling for it?
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