23. Namor. Revealer

"Merlin?"

In this remote sea area, Namor held the triangular crystal bottle in his hand, and he looked at the dancing white light in it.

This is a memory bottle, used to seal the extracted memories.

Namor is not an ignorant person either, he has heard of this kind of magic from wizards on land.

But he didn't expect that he was actually one of the experiencers of this spell.

Namor was not a reckless person. During his years of wandering, he already knew that he had to be cautious when dealing with wizards.

He didn't open the memory bottle immediately, but raised his head and looked at Arthur in front of him.

He said:

"I know Merlin. He freed me and some poor children from a bad man. I owe him a favor."

"But why did he ask you to deliver the bottle? Why didn't he do it himself?"

"I don't know either, man."

Arthur stood on the water, leaning on his own trident, he said helplessly to the vigilant Namor:

"I'm just a delivery man. Uncle Merlin won't explain things clearly to me, but I know he's busy."

Arthur was talking, and from time to time he secretly glanced at the silver trident in Namor's hand.

He was very satisfied with his new gift, but when he saw the trident in Namor's hand, he immediately felt that the weapon in his hand was weak

Not fragrant at all.

Arthur was not an ignorant person, he could see the magical light floating on Namor's trident at a glance.

The water waves lingering on the sharp spear point are like the sword in the hands of his teacher Vico,

Those are advanced magic weapons.

But how should I put it, that thing may be precious, but it is definitely not as valuable as the vibrating gold trident in my hand.

As soon as he thought of this, Arthur, whose thinking was a little divergent, felt a little more balanced in his heart.

After all, he is only a 23-year-old young man, and he cannot be expected to be mature.

Seeing that Namor was still hesitating, Arthur said:

"What's in that bottle, you can only know if you open it yourself. Speaking of which, I've never seen you before, have I? Mr. Namo, why do I feel that the two of us are very close."

"Because the blood is calling."

Namor said without raising his head:

"We share the same blood, boy"

"child?"

Arthur snorted:

"You don't look like you're only 2 or 30 years old?"

"I was born in 1921, and I am over 90 years old this year."

Namor replied, and Arthur was speechless.

Well, an old man in his 90s is indeed qualified to call him a "child".

"What does same blood mean?"

Arthur asked again:

"I don't remember my father having brothers, so, you mean, you are relatives from my mother's side? You are my mother's younger brother in your 90s?"

"It depends on who your mother is"

Namor stared at the memory bottle in his hand. He seemed to have made up his mind and put his hand on the bottle cap. He glanced at Arthur and said:

"I guess you're Atlanta's son, right?"

"!!!"

Arthur suddenly became nervous, he clenched his trident tightly, and he looked at Namor:

"how do you know?"

"It's very simple."

Namor unscrewed the bottle cap at this moment, and the white, fish-like memory quickly ran along his arm and rushed into his eyes, and then rushed into his mind along his nostrils.

It was as if a missing piece had finally been filled.

At the moment when those extracted memories returned, Namor whispered:

"Atlanna is my aunt, you should call me cousin."

"hum"

One after another flashback images appeared in Namor's mind.

He saw himself talking with Merlin in the secret room in the Mexican swamp, saw Merlin handing him the silver trident, and saw him making an agreement with Merlin.

"You won't remember this agreement."

"You don't even remember that we talked."

"What you have to do is to integrate into that warm family and let everyone trust you"

"When the time comes, you'll know what I need from you"

Merlin's ethereal voice echoed in Namor's ears. After a few seconds, he opened his eyes and subconsciously looked at the silver trident in his hand.

Oh, it turns out that I owe more than just Merlin a favor.

I owe two

And now, it's time to pay off the debt.

"call"

Namor breathed a sigh of relief, and he threw the memory bottle in his hand into the sea.

He moved his shoulders a bit, looked at Arthur who was having a tangled face, a smile flashed across his handsome face, and he said:

"Now tell me, what does Merlin want me to do?"

"I have no idea."

Arthur spread his hands, and he said to Namor and his cousin:

"Uncle Merlin really didn't tell me what he needs you to do, he just asked me to give you this bottle."

"Huh? Is that so?"

Namor stroked his chin, a gleam of light in his narrowed eyes.

I should be regarded as a dark chess piece that Merlin buried in Utopia, but now that he was activated, Merlin did not tell him what he was going to do through his cousin.

This means that either the young man in front of him has missed some key information.

Or, it means that Merlin is cautious now, and it may not be time to execute what he needs to do by himself.

Or, he may have other ways to inform him.

"This is very much in line with the mode of action of the head of the secret service. He absolutely does not put all his eggs in one basket."

Namor curled his lips, he complained, and then looked at Arthur in front of him again.

He lay back on the reef again, and while basking in the sun, he waved to Arthur and motioned for the young man to sit beside him.

"Come here and have a chat, cousin."

Namor said:

"I never knew that there is another person who is so similar to me in this world. I think we must have a lot of common topics to talk about."

Arthur hesitated for a moment, he carried the trident behind his back, stepped on the water, and walked to the edge of the reef.

He sat beside Namor, and he said:

"You said you called my mother aunt? Is there any proof?"

"evidence?"

Namor thought for a while, and took out a pendant from his pocket, which was very similar to the silver trident pendant on Arthur's neck.

He waved the thing before Arthur's eyes, and said:

"Does this count? You should also have the emblem of the royal family of Atlantis. I can feel its breath."

Arthur took off the pendant on his neck, compared the two pendants, and returned Namor's one to him, saying:

"Well, I believe it. Although I don't know much about Atlantis, I don't think you lied to me."

"You don't know anything about Atlantis?"

Namor looked at Arthur, and he said:

"Your hairstyle, beard, you grew up on land?"

"Um."

Arthur sat on the reef, playing with the stones in front of him a little bored, looking at the endless sea in front of him, he said:

"I grew up on land, and I don't remember when my mother was taken away."

"When I was young, I always felt that my father was lying to me. The love story between the lighthouse keeper and the sea queen didn't sound real."

"But it wasn't until one day that I slipped and fell into the sea and was lifted up by a dolphin that I realized that it was all real."

"Namo, cousin, can you tell me, is my mother still alive?"

Arthur's question made Namor blink, and he asked back:

"If you ask like this, it means that you already have the answer in your heart, right?"

"well."

Arthur closed his eyes, and said:

"My father has been hopeful and has been waiting, but me, maybe I'm a little bit more sane."

"How can a mother actually abandon her son and not come back for more than 20 years to see that she is either a cold-blooded person, or it means that she may have"

This lion-like young man was a little sad, and he said:

"I suspect Uncle Merlin and Vico both know, but they choose not to tell me, I understand, but sometimes it feels bad."

"Don't feel bad."

Namor reached out and patted his cousin on the shoulder, he also sat up and said to Arthur:

"It's the same with my mother, she was expelled from her hometown just because she had a relationship with a land person."

"Aunt Atlanta is not bad, at least she died in the sea, in her hometown, but my mother died on land, and she didn't want to go back to the sea when she was dying."

"My hometown broke her heart, and it also broke my heart."

Namor was silent for a moment, and he said to Arthur:

"Arthur, brother, listen to me, I feel now that fate brought us together."

"Fate is howling to unite two motherless orphans"

"Revenge for your loved ones!"

"revenge?"

Arthur looked blankly at Namor, whose face was full of indifference, and said softly:

"You guessed your mother died, but do you know how she died?"

"Let me tell you, brother, your mother was thrown into the deepest trench of the sea with her hands bound by her titular husband, the brutal king of the sea, Ovax!"

"That's the territory of the Trench Clan, do you know the Trench Clan?"

Arthur didn't answer, but from his clenched fists, and the anger and hatred on his face and eyes, Namor knew that Arthur clearly understood how his mother had been treated.

Namor patted Arthur on the shoulder, and he said softly:

"That is the most terrible punishment in the sea, and it is only used to punish those who are heinous, but Arthur, ask yourself, is your mother a heinous person?"

"As a descendant of the most noble blood in the sea, should she suffer such terrible torture?"

"Snapped"

The reef under Arthur's feet cracked a gap under the uncontrollable force, and Arthur's face was like a roaring lion.

He didn't speak, but what Namor revealed had successfully ignited Arthur's inner fire.

He can accept the fact that his mother is dead.

But he can't accept that his mother was murdered

No son can accept it!

"You don't want nostalgia, Arthur."

Namor said:

"What you want is revenge. Come with me, take revenge on that corrupt, damned, long-dead undersea dynasty, and pull the cruel and heartless Ovax from his throne, let him kneel before your mother Before his grave, listen to his confession!"

"Then, chop off his head with your own hands!"

"You want to do this, I can feel it, and you should too, brother, come help me!"

Namor said to Arthur:

"Together, the two of us can create a storm that will blow down the decaying world of Atlantis."

"The dynasty established by our ancestors has fallen, and we, the descendants of Sea King Atlanta, have the responsibility to make it great again"

Namor stood up, he held out his hand to the silent Arthur, and he said:

"Brother, come together."

Arthur looked at the hand in front of him, and the fire inside him roared to hold it.

But at the moment Arthur wanted to raise his hand, a sharp eddy suddenly rose in front of the sea.

"Stay away from him! Namor! You snake born in the deep sea!"

The furious growl of Vico the Seaman rose from the water, and the king's valet jumped from his seahorse.

He drew out his saber aggressively and rushed towards Namor.

But Namor didn't care.

He didn't even take up a weapon to fight against Vico who was coming towards him, he just watched the scene calmly, as if everything was under control.

When Vico's sword came down, a golden light shot up between the two.

"boom"

There was a loud bang.

Arthur, holding a golden trident, stood in front of Namor. He blocked the blow. He looked at Vico in front of him. The face of the teacher who taught him since childhood was also full of astonishment.

"Arthur, you"

"Vico"

Arthur stared at his mentor with eyes like an angry lion, and he asked tremblingly:

"Tell me, Viko, how did my mother die?"

"Don't listen to Namor, Arthur, boy."

Vico put away his sword, he took a step back, and this thin sea man explained to his disciple:

"Namor has been the most wanted criminal in Atlantis since several years ago. He committed terrible crimes in various sea areas. At least thousands of brave soldiers died at his hands, including one General of Atlantis!"

"He is promoting a dangerous and radical idea, he is a poisonous snake, and he is disturbing you!"

"I just want to know, Vico!"

Arthur could no longer listen to these advices at this time, and he questioned:

"I just want to know, how did my mother die?"

"Look straight at me, Vico, you are one of the people I trust the most, I want to hear from you! Tell me! Tell me the truth!"

"I"

At this moment, Vico didn't even dare to look directly into Arthur's eyes.

He and Queen Atlanna grew up together, and the two maintained a deep friendship.

Although due to his status, the relationship could not go any further, but Vico always regarded Arthur as his own son.

How could he tell Arthur the tragic ending of Atlanta?

He could imagine that, one day, Arthur would know about his mother.

But he didn't expect that this day would come so soon, and the truth was told to him by a person who shouldn't be in contact with Arthur.

"There, Arthur, brother!"

Namor put his hand on Arthur's shoulder and said:

"Don't embarrass poor Vico. He is His Majesty's most loyal attendant. He is only loyal to the throne. He and Aunt Atlanna sent me and my mother out of our hometown."

"He is a rare good man in that decadent dynasty, you shouldn't be so rude."

Namor took a step forward and stood in front of Arthur. He said to Vico who was glaring at him:

"Don't look at me like that, Uncle Vico"

"I will always remember your kindness to my mother and me. But there are some things that Arthur and I have to do. Your king is too cruel, and his existence is painful for anyone."

"Go back, Uncle Vico."

Namor raised his hand, and the silver trident flew into his palm with a howl. He said to Vico:

"I promise you, I won't involve Arthur in anything dangerous, he's too young for the war we have to fight, the shady work, the blood on his hands, I will do it for him"

"I will protect my brother just as you have always protected him."

"But Arthur will go back to Atlantis with me eventually!"

"This is his mission, something he must accomplish!"

On the sea where the wind and clouds are suddenly changing and the thunder and lightning are overflowing, a storm is brewing. In the howling of the storm, Namor said sharply:

"Let your king wait, for the ghosts of the past, forged by his own hands, will seek him out"

"We want to hear him howling!"