Another Music Box

"He's crafting something new? Now?" Jebra frowned over the situation. "Was he yelling like a mad man because of some new inspiration?"

Until now, Jebra had seen Angor as someone impassive and calm most of the time. The only reason he could think of for explaining Angor's unusual behavior was that Angor entered some kind of special mental state as an alchemist.

"This is gonna look fun. I wonder what he's bringing out this time?" Jebra hunkered down and observed the surface, relaxed.

The mermaid princess gradually lowered her voice after singing for almost two hours because she felt tired out. And when she didn't see Angor blaming her in any way, she gladly stopped her performance fully.

Meanwhile, the unsettled environment around them became peaceful again. The merman guardians all moved closer to their princess to protect her better.