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.

at the stern of the

Jarvis has

up, heading towards the water pressure cabin at

of

that huge sea serpent

wiped the water from his

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

I can’t believe you really took care of that sea serpent,” Hadley couldn’t help

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

handed it to Vivian with “Mage’s

seashells in the sea serpent’s nest. Time was limited, so I could only choose some of the more intact ones

fell into

back tears, opened the pouch, took a

“Woo-woo…ya-ya-ya…ya-ya-ya…”

merfolk, seashells were

“magic pouch,”

inside another, as this would cause a spatial chaos disaster within the

magic pouch

creations of

magic features echoed the

Vivian were equivalent to the corpses

with Deconstruction magic

to her chest, and murmured the condolence verses for the deceased that

silent, exchanging glances and then quietly

Hadley asked worriedly: