Saga of Atlantis

Chapter 192: Underground [3]

A dead body lay on the chair.

"....."

Caught off guard, I stared at the body chained around its arms and legs to the chair, with no flesh remaining on it.

White lights clicked on as soon as I entered, maybe the computer’s doing, giving me a clear view of the body.

’...Hmm?’

What was even more weird was its body structure; it wasn’t like a human’s. It was bigger and sturdier than a human body.

’...It’s not human,’ I concluded as I walked closer, with the others entering after me.

"...Okay, now this is getting weird," Nadya commented, looking at the dead body.

She still wore her traditional maid dress as she walked elegantly towards me.

Leaving the body, I scanned the room, and it was the same as the previous room—a round room.

Just beside the body lay a large table with mountains of documents placed on it.

On the sides were three smaller tables with orb-like objects placed on them.

A few pieces of equipment were scattered around the room; some were recognizable, while others were things I saw for the first time.

And at the end, along the wall, a ladder led to the hatch on the ceiling.

’...Damn, this room is huge.’

Only after I looked up did I notice how tall the room was.

Maybe fifteen or twenty feet above the ground was the ceiling.

"...Can you guys check what’s on the documents?" I asked, gesturing towards the pile of documents on the table.

They nodded, moving towards the table and picking up the documents.

While Linda stood on the side, not doing anything.

While they did that, I moved towards the dead body to examine it closely.

’...I’ll just assume it’s male for now.’

...well, his body structure suggests so.

The first thing I noticed was how he was chained.

It was tight, and that is when the body had already been stripped of all flesh.

’...Either this guy was way too powerful for his opponents, or the one who bound him hated his guts.’

Extending my hand, I touched his skull, which was cracked in many places.

Like he was punched again and again until his skull couldn’t take it anymore.

And the same went for his broken ribs, fractured arms, and twisted legs... still bound with the chains.

’...Yep, whoever tortured this guy definitely hated him.’

...Anyway.

’Any idea what race he is, Edda?’

[Someone from the sea tribe, that’s for sure.]

Hmm...

With how stupidly sturdy his body is, it could be possible.

"Did you guys find something?" Shifting my focus towards the girls, I asked.

"...Most of the documents contain anatomy," Elyisa replied, showing me one of them.

"..Of what?" I asked, taking the document.

"...Sea tribes," she replied, piquing my interest.

"...Like going back to fuck a certain silver-haired wome—Ouch."

"...Don’t joke about it," I replied as I walked past her while lightly chopping her head, "it’s all in theory, and I don’t have the energy nor the reason to do anything like that."

"...That’s the most concerning part, Neil," she grumbled softly, her voice serious, "...What can make you defy the natural order and do something crazy like that?"

"....."

....I don’t know.

....It’s scary to even think about what could make me do this.

"...Don’t worry, if I get to know something, I’ll tell you first," I reassured her with a light smile.

"..You better do that, mister," she replied, smiling back.

"...Wait, then was meeting with us also predetermined?" Elyisa asked, making me glance at her.

"...Not us but Lady Sylvia," Nadya commented, looking at me, "...What made you go to her in the first place, Neil?"

"...Nothing," I replied, shrugging.

"...Well, she is a milf, gilf, and most probably a virgin as well," Nadya counted on her fingers, smiling at me, "...That’s more than enough to attract a horny bastard like you."

"I do not like gilfs," I rebuked, glaring at her. I wouldn’t let her tarnish my reputation.

[You have one!?]

’What do you know, weird voice in my head.’

"...But the way you ogle our grandma says otherwise," Elyisa chimed in as well, making me shut my mouth.

"...Anyway, we should check out what’s on the other side of the hatch," I ignored her once again as I looked at the ceiling, "...Linda should go first."

"Yes, master," the fox girl nodded her head as she walked towards the ladder.

"...You go first, Nadya," Elyisa instructed, looking at her sister.

"..Why?" Frowning, she asked.

"...You are wearing a skirt, have some decency."

"...It’s not like he hasn’t seen anything," she replied with a smirk.

"...Hey, tell me who should go first," Elyisa shifted her focus, glaring at me.

"I mean, I am happy with any back view," shrugging, I replied, making both sisters glare at me.

"...Fine." Walking close, Nadya kicked my leg, "Go see her ’back view’."

She started to climb the ladder without looking back at me.

"...Let’s go," I said, looking at Elyisa.

She nodded before climbing as well.

At last, I also started to climb with both sisters above me and Linda, who reached the top.

She cranked three full rotations of the hatch, and I heard a click.

The hatch tilted downward and fell open, suspended by its hefty hinge.

I shifted my focus to climbing as Linda entered the hatch.

’Thud.’

"Huh?"

But my gaze abruptly shifted to the ground as I heard something falling down.

’...What?’

It took a second to comprehend that the thing that fell down was a head.

....Linda’s head.

Fear crept inside me as I snapped my head looking up only to notice a silver blade-like thing inches away from the girl who looked down.

"NADYA!!"