"Of course not."
The merfolk statue swayed its tail and responded in a voice as calm as still water:
"The origin is the origin, the world is the world. A world that loses its origin won't be destroyed instantly; it will collapse from order to disorder, little by little fading away due to its own imbalance and chaos."
I see...
Leon fell silent for a moment after hearing this. Instead of immediately urging her to explain the whereabouts of the two directors, he softened his tone and asked:
"Then, your Netherworld..."
"It froze to death, I suppose."
Understanding what Leon wanted to ask, the merfolk statue sat at the edge of a small shell, gazing at the deep blue waters opposite the sea's eye, and said softly:
