After being forced to step down, the once-annoying nun eloped with me.

"But now that the devil has put a noose around our necks, how can we not push ourselves?"

Yang Hao is worried that the resistance that demons develop during war will also manifest in science.

He worried that even the United Nations' strongest magical industry wouldn't be able to fully unravel all the secrets of the Demon Rift, so naturally, he desperately hoped that Ysgard could improve its scientific research capabilities as soon as possible.

But Margarita thought it was impossible.

On the one hand, scientific progress, in the absence of a technological breakthrough, is basically calculated in individual steps over ten, twenty, or even thirty years.

With the calamity of the demons likely to descend within ten years, it is simply unrealistic to expect a transformation in Ysgard's research system.

On the other hand... Margarita believes that instead of trying to improve scientific research capabilities, it would be more appropriate to focus on how to efficiently seal the cracks.

But this creates a vicious cycle.

"My prerequisite for sealing the cracks is that my scientific research is sufficient!"

"But my research progress can't keep up with the speed at which the rift is opening!"

"So I need to find a way to close the crack!"

some type of.

Yang Hao and Margarita just stared at Xiao Ya with wide eyes, as did Fen and the others.

After all, this is a vicious cycle with no end in sight. In the worst-case scenario, they will be unable to escape this cycle, leading to an unprecedented surge in demonic power...

But is there really no way for them to break free?

When racking one's brains to think.

Elena, however, proposed a plan under everyone's watchful eyes:

"Thinking: The Sirens' flesh magic has the ability to erode the barrier of the demonic realm. Since flesh magic can destroy the boundary of the demonic realm, conversely, could flesh magic seal the cracks through proliferation?"

...

These words were spoken.

Everyone was stunned—especially Sirencino, whom Elena considered the center of attention. Her mouth was agape, and she was indeed seriously considering this big question.

After a long while, the siren swallowed hard.

"I...I don't know! After all, we new generation Sirens can't even control our own [effort], let alone change the [nature] of magic, so...I...I don't know...but if it's an older Siren, perhaps..."

"Old Sirens?"

"It's...it's the oldest generation of Sirens. If it's them, they should know whether it's possible...right? The other option is to return to our homeland...Allandis. But Allandis is said to have sunk, and even we Sirens..."

The Sirens of Isjugard are not native to the region.

They are immigrants from Allandis.

In a sense, their magic system is a creation of another continent—now that Allandis has sunk, it is only natural that Kino can only rely on the wisdom of their ancestors...

...

Is Allandis a continent that has sunk to the bottom of the sea?

Yang Hao turned to look at Fen and Elena. They were both staring intently at him.

He swallowed hard and reluctantly put forward an idea:

"...Elena. With the help of elven enchantment magic, after the magical puppet has been given a suitable body... will it be able to dive into the deep sea thousands of meters deep?"

The people in Isgard were stunned. Before they could ask "what exactly does this mean," Elena shook her head:

"Definitely: We can sink to the bottom of the sea. Even without Finn's help, we can withstand the water pressure on our own. Unfortunately: But working on the seabed will inevitably require the help of elves, but elves cannot withstand the water pressure of the deep sea—the ocean will crush normal life forms. Even the black dragon cannot."

"Elena, are you telling me to be crushed to death by water?"

"Affirmative: Using you as a metaphor."

"..."

The Edenites can dive into the deep sea, but to expand the speed and scope of their operations, they must rely on the magic of the elves, who can use enchantment magic to forcibly create a space on the seabed suitable for their work.

The paradox is that elves cannot go into the water—the water pressure at depths of several thousand meters, or even tens of thousands of meters, could crush a black dragon's body... let alone an ordinary elf.

So what should we do? How can we gather the knowledge and records we need, or even the life-saving technology, from the sunken Allandis? Are we really left with no choice but to ask those Siren old women? It's not that Yang Hao doesn't want to believe them... but the reality is, how many people can remember all the knowledge like Elena?

...In the end, they still had to focus their efforts on Allandis. But how could they get to Allandis to collect resources?

"Does Bayer Zans have any war machines that can go underwater?"

"It seems so. But that's only something that works in shallow water... Just because it can cross shallow water doesn't mean it can go into deep water."

"And what about the elves...?"

“We are an inland race, my husband.”

Yang Hao and the others were deep in thought. They were racking their brains, thinking hard—Margarita and the others were thinking too.

But in the end.

But Kino, his face pale, stepped forward:

"...If the Edenians can enter the deep sea, perhaps... I have a way. We don't even need to think about sending people into the deep sea to work, do we? Why can't we change our approach... change it, be bolder, and I do have a basic idea that's feasible?"

Why don't we just raise the sunken Allandis?

The siren's words left everyone dumbfounded.

But soon, seeing Nia the Black Dragon leave the meeting room at top speed and bring back a strange piece of meat from a safe in less than two minutes, everyone understood.

"If, if the United Nations can find a way to grant me the ability to reverse the effects of magic... then this legendary [Hateful Flesh] that caused the sinking of Arlandis can also become a propagation pillar that allows the sunken continent to rise."

But... I don't know what to do. So, can you help me?

Sirencino lowered his head.

The most important opportunity is before them.

Yang Hao and Margarita naturally chose to hold onto it without hesitation.

Chapter Four: [True Flesh and Blood Magic] - 8K

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January 20th. When Issugard announced that the United Nations would have full authority over the mining issues and that the two countries would cooperate deeply despite the unusual celestial phenomena, most of Issugard's top politicians were probably in an uproar.

Because the documents Miss Margarita sent them indicated that, in order to further cooperate and to combat the crisis that Ysgard could not overcome alone, the cooperation between Ysgard and the United Nations would not be limited to simple "aid".

Anyone with a brain should be able to see that...

"Miss President, is this an attempt to merge our country with the United Nations?! All because of these strange celestial phenomena?!"

Miss President.

It seems they're planning to betray their country.

To be precise, the president may believe her actions were to save Isogard—but to some politicians, those who harbor resentment towards her, it is simply an act of treason. It is a matter that must be directly condemned, even made public.

This is especially true for logistics giants whose interests have been harmed by the terms of the document. They have personally witnessed the power of the United Nations' teleportation network and understand perfectly well that if the United Nations were to completely monopolize the logistics industry in Isgard, let alone making a fortune, even ensuring their survival would be a serious question...

While it's true that the portals currently seem to have significant limitations, who can guarantee that the United Nations won't create a dedicated logistics portal in the future capable of transporting tens of thousands of tons of goods at once?

If the United Nations are determined to do this... then Ysgard's domestic logistics will be completely ruined.

Of course, there were also those who were optimistic, or those who were detached from the matter, or even those who did not rely on the logistics industry for their livelihood, who discovered some details in the document.

"But as mentioned above, the United Nations' teleportation portals will only cover individual cities... large-item logistics will still be—"

"Idiot! How could large-item logistics possibly have an advantage over a teleportation portal? You're overthinking it! That's just a delaying tactic, a delaying tactic!"

Those whose interests were harmed angrily denounced the situation, while those who discovered that Miss Margarita had not actually killed them completely but had given them a chance could only shrug helplessly and say: Well, you can decide what to do.

After all, no matter how stupid Miss Margarita is, she could never really allow the United Nations to control all the lifelines of Ysgard.

She has secured large-scale logistics transportation guarantees for the country's logistics industry, but these beneficiaries are clearly no longer satisfied with these "petty gains."

One can only say that perhaps Miss Margarita was actually planning to use this opportunity to reshuffle the deck.

The wise man shook his head, no longer wanting to pay attention to those fools who were so stupid as to want to impeach Miss Margarita.

They were more interested in a line of inconspicuous text at the bottom of the document than in the hysterical fools who were destined to be purged.

"Our mine fire pit is now entirely under the jurisdiction of the United Nations... This is no longer just about rescuing the wounded, it's about putting out the fire in the entire mine... Sigh. Oh well. At least we've saved a few minerals."

Politicians lamented.

Meanwhile, at the presidential palace in West City, Miss Margarita was making final preparations in her private conference room. Nia, as her assistant, accompanied her as always, but this time, they were clearly more focused on something else entirely.

"...Although I already knew that Kino was a member of the ancient Siren royal family, who would have thought that her background would be so powerful?"

Nia muttered to herself, lying on the sofa without any regard for propriety, turning over and over the documents in her hands. After studying them for a while, the mother black dragon, who had been unable to achieve her goal, let out a heavy sigh:

"Although I don't quite understand the political structure of the ancient Sirens, the term 'King Zhigao's Bloodline' is frightening enough, isn't it? In other words, she's equivalent to the next 'Fen' in the United Kingdom of Gaparia."

"However, the Sirens don't seem to care much about this... perhaps because their country sank long ago? But even so, Kino was still taken away by those old Sirens..."

"Margarita, is there really nothing we can do?"

Nia looked up at Margarita, who was sitting in a chair with her legs crossed, reading documents. Margarita, faced with her best friend's question, simply shrugged.

“There’s nothing we can do. This has nothing to do with politics or development anymore—in a sense, it’s a domestic matter between the Sirens. What we can do now is to first get rid of the irrelevant people who are hindering the merger of the two countries, and then bring in the right people.”

"Is there really no other way?"

"There's really nothing I can do. After all, I can't get involved in the Sirens' system."

Although the Sirens have been part of Issugard for a long time, Margarita has never been able to find a way to intervene in the core political system of the Sirens. Perhaps the younger generation of Sirens have integrated into the Issugard system, but for the older Sirens, they have not only failed to enter the Issugard political system, they have simply shut the door on it altogether.

If Margarita was the kind of troublesome guest who would try to get something from her host as long as she could get in the door, then the old Siren was an autistic man whose house didn't even have doors or windows.

It may sound harsh, but this tactic actually perfectly prevented Margarita's intrusion... In other words, Margarita really couldn't do anything to the old Sirens' structure.

She can only focus her energy on the most suitable areas.

For example, let the Trinity Guard kill the logistics tycoon, and then transfer the right people to the top.

For example, spreading rumors of national mergers among the public, for example...

...She was already busy enough. Although Yang Hao had been helping with some development matters recently, Margarita was still extremely busy with recent political work.

On the other hand, there are some pretty bad rumors circulating in Isgard these days...