Constructing-Style Wizard

Chapter 734: 234. Do it quietly

Approaching evening, the setting sun dyed the sea water red, and the red light columns changed with the ripples, gradually bringing darkness under the water surface.

Inside the magic yacht.

Hadley Grant, as the captain, was sitting in the control room, staring with big eyes at the somewhat uneasy Mermaid Vivian.

Vivian, with a human torso and a fish tail, found it difficult to move after leaving the sea water environment and was particularly prone to dehydration.

She needed the help of merfolk magic to move on land.

A crystal-clear water membrane served as a barrier to separate her from the dry air, locking up the moisture in her body.

With the help of merfolk magic, her fish tail turned into two human legs covered in fine scales.

A dress condensed with magic protected her body well, fully woven from items such as shells, coral, and seaweed.

Due to the language barrier, after Hadley brought Vivian aboard, he could only use gestures and actions to barely express his intentions.

He hastily prepared a guestroom for Vivian, completely forgetting that merfolk used sea shells as houses…

It was not until he had the room ready and entered the control room to see Vivian sitting in a life-sized white seashell that he realized his efforts were unnecessary.

“Uh, do you want to eat something? Uh…I mean, ah-woo, ah-woo.” Hadley made a gesture of stuffing something into his mouth.

Vivian looked at him, wide-eyed and confused, trying to understand his meaning.

Just as the two were having an awkward conversation, the sound of the cabin door opening was heard from the stern of the boat.

the movement at the stern of the ship

Jarvis

relief and stood up, heading towards the water pressure cabin

skeleton coming out of the cabin,

it? Is that huge sea

robe, wiped the water from his body,

I took care of that sea serpent. I’ve searched its nest and stayed in the Blue

was no trouble… I can’t believe you really took care of that sea serpent,”

of him toward Vivian,

took out a magic pouch and handed it to Vivian with “Mage’s Hand,”

I am deeply sorry for the suffering of your clan. I found many seashells in the sea serpent’s nest. Time was limited, so I could only choose some of the more intact ones to

fell

opened the pouch, took a

“Woo-woo…ya-ya-ya…ya-ya-ya…”

were a lifelong magical

served as the home, “magic pouch,” and vehicle for

cause a spatial chaos disaster within the pouch, manifesting as

pouch just meant that

from being magical creations of the merfolk to

magic features echoed the

were equivalent

seashells, he had deliberately checked for ownership with Deconstruction magic and brought back the seashells

took her parents’ seashells out of the magic pouch, clutched them tightly, pressed them close to her chest, and murmured

and then

Hadley asked worriedly: