<Yes! We’ll take away her legs and give her slippery fins instead!>
<She won’t even be able to breathe out of water! She’ll be gasping and unable to speak properly!>
<Let’s see her call us smelly or lower life forms then!>
“…….”
The sneer faded from Reed’s face. He slowly turned to look at me.
“A mermaid?”
“…….”
“Ailette Rodeline as a mermaid?”
“…….”
After a heavy silence, he seemed to ponder for a moment.
“That would be pretty.”
[‘The Word that Builds the World’ puffs up with pride, as if it’s only natural.]
[‘The Cynic who Adjusts the Balance’ giggles, imagining you as a fish in the pond.]
[‘The Architect of the Tower of Trials’ secretly designs a luxurious aquarium for you.]
[‘The Scales that Judge Souls’ fantasizes about a romantic moment with a glass wall in between.]
The gods must be quite bored these days.
I decided not to scold Reed. Instead, I’ll just imagine…