Western Fantasy: The Princess Wants to Save the World

Chapter 172 High Priest

Cecilia didn't know how long she stayed in prison.

What’s better than before is that the young patriarch brings her food every day.

The excuse was, "I don't want the remaining power of the patriarch to be wasted on maintaining Cecilia's life."

What a double-minded merman.

Also because the young patriarch brings meals to her every day, Cecilia is now more familiar with him.

The little clan leader is the mermaid that everyone pays attention to, and all mermaids place their hopes on her.

Although Cecilia had never experienced this kind of thing personally, she could understand the young patriarch's troubles.

Cecilia could see what the young patriarch was hesitating about and what he was concerned about.

She couldn't give up the hopes of her people, and she didn't want to give up her true self.

How badly must the child be oppressed before the young patriarch can open up to the "evil guy" in the eyes of the tribe.

And this is based on the premise that we have only known each other for a few days.

Cecilia was eating the meal brought by the young patriarch.

Sometimes it is sea fish, sometimes it is seaweed.

The taste is always good.

Later, when Cecilia left the prison, she found out that the food sent by the young patriarch was all from her own food.

"I don't know the specifics of the mermaids, but there is a saying from the humans that I think makes some sense."

The young patriarch raised his eyebrows and looked at Cecilia.

Cecilia picked out the fish bones one by one and said, "Don't be too greedy and want everything. If you want both watermelon and sesame, you will end up with both watermelon and sesame rotten on the ground and get nothing."

The young patriarch seemed to understand, "You humans' words are really unpleasant to hear."

Cecilia smiled and said, "This is a summary of a fable."

The young patriarch simply waited for Cecilia to finish eating, "Then can you tell me the whole story?"

Cecilia looked at the fish on the plate and said, "Little Chief, I am a slow eater of fish. This fish has so many bones. If I tell you in more detail, you may not be able to go back on time."

After establishing a life-and-death friendship, Cecilia knew exactly when the young patriarch would come to bring her food.

The young chief did not force it any further, "You humans are really troublesome. This fish is so delicious, but you guys broke it into pieces before he was willing to swallow it."

Cecilia did not argue with the young chief about any physiological structure. She concentrated on picking the fish bones on the plate and listened to the young chief start to talk about what happened in the mermaid kingdom.

The young patriarch is not very powerful as the patriarch.

After all, she didn't get the position of clan leader based on her ability.

It’s more of a mermaid’s thought.

After the death of the previous leader of the mermaid tribe, the position of the leader has remained vacant, but the high priest temporarily took over the position of the leader before the appearance of the young leader. The reason at that time was to prevent the mermaid tribe from falling into chaos.

Although he is still the high priest of the mermaid tribe in name, in fact, he is the real tribe leader.

Cecilia also understood this approach.

Cecilia had also seen the fish of the high priest four hundred years ago.

A rare mermaid.

If other mermaids had beautiful tails and perfect bodies like statues, the first impression Cecilia had of the high priest was her face.

It's like a god descending from heaven, so beautiful that it's beyond words.

Cecilia felt more than once that the high priest's face must be the best work of Nuwa.

Oh, there is no Nuwa here.

Unfortunately, the High Priest is a very cool fish.

They had lived in the Mermaid Kingdom for so long, yet they had only seen the high priest three times.

Every time is just a quick pass.

Didn't even say hello.

It was the previous patriarch who cheerfully explained to them that the high priest was just not good at speaking, but was actually a good fish.

After the appearance of the young chief, the high priest was ready to return the power of the chief to the young chief, but was rejected by most of the tribesmen on the grounds that the young chief was too young and ignorant. They hoped that the high priest could still temporarily take over the position of chief until the young chief was able to shoulder the burden of the mermaid tribe.

The high priest reluctantly took on this heavy responsibility again until now.

Cecilia looked at the last piece of fish on the plate and picked out the bones bit by bit. "So you think you are now capable of taking on the responsibility of the mermaid tribe and want to take back the power of the tribe leader from the high priest?"

The young patriarch looked at Cecilia with an expression that said "Are you crazy?"

"I can't even decide what kind of person I can become, and you want me to take charge of the entire mermaid tribe now? Besides, the high priest has managed the mermaid tribe in great order over the years. I don't have the confidence that I can do the same as the high priest now."

Cecilia glanced at the young patriarch and said, "That's my problem. I'm sorry for trying to guess your thoughts with my human mindset."

There is no shortage of examples in human history of how emperors took back power from regents when they grew up.

Cecilia immediately thought that the young patriarch in front of her wanted to take back power.

But after hearing what the young patriarch said, Cecilia realized what a smart fish the other party was.

Yes, according to age conversion, the young patriarch is just a child of fifteen or sixteen years old.

Logically speaking, he should be at his most rebellious, but the young patriarch is surprisingly sensible.

But sensible children often don’t get any candy.

Cecilia put the last piece of fish into her mouth and said, "Perhaps you shouldn't tell me these things. You should go talk to the high priest."

The young patriarch looked at Cecilia with an expression that said "Are you crazy?"

Cecilia explained to her very seriously, "Think about it, according to what you said, since you can remember, it was almost the high priest who taught you. Logically speaking, she is the mermaid who knows you best in this sea."

The young patriarch nodded when he heard this.

This is true.

The high priest was like her mother and also like her father, raising her from a little mermaid just hatched from an embryo to her current appearance.

She and the high priest are both mother and daughter, father and daughter, master and disciple, and friends.

Cecilia put down the cutlery and said, "From what you said, I don't see that she compared you with the previous patriarch. She didn't regard you as the continuation of the previous patriarch. She just regarded you as yourself."

The young patriarch's fish tail, which had been swaying slightly, suddenly stopped.

As the saying goes, those who are involved in the matter are the most confused. There was always a voice in her ears that made her miss the previous clan leader.

She thought that all the mermaids in the sea thought the same.

Including the high priest.

"So, why can't you discuss your worries and troubles directly with the high priestess? I think even if she can't give you a clear answer, she can give you a direction to think about."

Cecilia looked into the young patriarch's eyes and said, "Isn't a direction what you need?"