After having a rather unpleasant conversation with her sister Silver Fox, the White Queen set off for Poseidonia, the capital of Atlantis.
As a member of the Hellfire Club, a compatriot of King Namor, she was given a shuttle submarine that only robed nobles could ride and travel freely under the deep sea.
"As Shaw said, the situation is very tense. When Atlantis and the land world are officially at war and exhaust each other, the mutants will be able to reap the benefits."
The shuttle trailed a stream of waves around the dark and complex terrain underwater and arrived at the royal city of Poseidonia over 2 hours later.
The White Queen slowed down and was inspected by patrol guards.
Through the semi-circular window of the cockpit, she saw a large number of marine life gathering to form an orderly and strange team.
The King of Atlantis was nominally the ruler of the four oceans and the master of the seven seas.
It isn't an exaggeration to say that millions or tens of millions of troops could be assembled with a single command.
'The land world wasn't united, as an open palm, but Atlantis was like a clenched fist, with all its strength concentrated in one place.'
The White Queen remembered Sebastian Shaw's words with some deep thoughts.
This blue planet, where life is nurtured, has far more oceans than land.
The vast bodies of water, which covered about 70 % of the earth's surface area, are home to an untold number of marine life.
After Atlantis sank and fell, the population dropped by two-thirds, and only after 10,000 years of development did it return to its normal level.
Their army wasn't big, and the so-called numerical advantage relied more on harnessing marine life.
Living in the deep sea all year allowed Atlanteans to develop the ability to breathe underwater and to see at night.
They have a natural affinity to sea creatures and carry an aura of +10 charisma.
Those who are gifted will be able to communicate with them, ride with them, become 'Sea Knights' and join the King's Guard of Poseidonia.
Not only that, but the White Queen also learned that the collapse of Atlantis had left many of the original kingdoms scattered, forming tribal settlements.
Such as killer whales, seahorses, and hammerhead sharks, to name a few.
These marine tribes, after several battles, now recognize the laws of Atlantis and obey the King's orders.
"Can one man stand up to a massive attack by a nation's army?"
The White Queen shook her head. It was because she couldn't see the possibility of the land world winning that she ventured to contact her sister in S.H.I.E.L.D, hoping that the other party would leave the center of the storm.
Sebastian-Shaw has recently been rallying fellow members of the Hellfire Club, growing at an unprecedented rate.
The other side also tried to feed the young mutants, who joined the group, a rather extreme racial narrative.
It was almost as if he only changed a few keywords of the Third Reich's theory, then spat them back out.
This made the White Queen feel a little worried, as she had disagreed with the extremist acts of racial extermination and genocide.
'I hope it doesn't come to that. '
Arriving at the ramp in the western part of Poseidonia, the White Queen put on a strange helmet equipped with a breathing apparatus, opened the hatch, and stepped down.
"Shaw wants to see you."
A young man with dyed red hair whistled as he walked by, wearing a waterproof suit and a breathing apparatus needed by land people.
'Pyro,' a young mutant who can control flames.
The White Queen glanced at the other and frowned slightly.
Intuition told her that there seemed to be something wrong with the atmosphere.
Normally, when they see her, these newcomers would have a respectful attitude.
In the Hellfire Club, the core members were named after chess pieces.
For example, she is the 'Queen,' and Sebastian Shaw is the 'King.'
A brat like Pyro isn't even qualified to be a pawn.
How dare he talk to her in that frivolous tone!
"What is it?"
The White Queen asked rhetorically.
"I was out for a spin; I'm a little tired. If it's not something important, we'll talk about it later."
"I don't know. Shaw asked you to go there as soon as possible, don't keep him waiting."
The red-haired kid rookie grinned playfully.
The other party's answer made the White Queen even more suspicious.
She doesn't have the moral integrity of the bald Professor and doesn't mind reading other people's minds and invading their consciousness.
"Where did Emma go?"
"Everyone stays in Atlantis during this time. Don't run around; avoid exposing our position!"
"Pyro, you go to the ramp to watch! When Emma comes back, tell her to come and see me!"
"Hmph! She's too reckless sometimes!"
"..."
The White Queen looked back and withdrew from Pyro's mental world.
Her intuition told her that there might be an even more serious problem.
But by reading through Pyro's thoughts, nothing was found.
'Forget it, just see Shaw. '
The White Queen didn't bother to think much about her superior position in the Hellfire Club.
Except for Sebastian Shaw, who relied on a metal helmet that shields him from mental attacks and is immune to her powers.
Most of the other mutants wouldn't be opponents of her psychic ability.
"Pyro said you wanted to see me?"
The White Queen strode into a magnificent and spacious chamber, Namor's trust in Sebastian Shaw grew, and he treated him like a mentor.
This made many of the senior leaders of Atlantis unhappy, believing that the King had betrayed his kin and thrown himself into the arms of mutants.