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 and

goodness, Jarvis has finally

towards the water pressure cabin at the stern

of the

huge sea serpent dead? Did you

magic robe, wiped the water from his body, removed the “Breath

well, Hadley. I took care of that sea serpent. I’ve searched its nest and stayed in the Blue Cave a little longer,

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

past the man in front of him toward Vivian, who was riding the floating seashells into

took out a magic pouch and handed

I found many seashells in the sea serpent’s nest. Time was limited, so I could

magic pouch fell into

held back tears, opened the pouch, took

“Woo-woo…ya-ya-ya…ya-ya-ya…”

merfolk, seashells were a lifelong magical

home, “magic pouch,” and vehicle

couldn’t be placed inside another, as this would cause a spatial chaos disaster within the pouch,

pouch just meant that these seashells had lost their “magic pouch”

creations of the merfolk to

features echoed the passing of

were equivalent to the corpses of her tribespeople

had deliberately checked for ownership with

magic pouch, clutched them tightly, pressed them close to her chest, and murmured the condolence

then

Hadley asked worriedly: