Chapter 829: Fate is Uncertain

Chapter 829 Fate is Uncertain
Although Alfonso wasn’t in charge of taking care of the Red Sea Tree, he still had no problem taking Sol into the Red Sea.

This time, the timing of entering the Red Sea was rather coincidental, and when Sol and Alfonso came down, instead of lying down on the seabed and being lazy, the schools of mermaids were gathered around the roots of the Red Sea Tree, gnawing on something with their sharp teeth.

If you look closely, you can see a brown rhizome that hangs on the roots of the tree like a tumor.

These mermaids had a very strange and enjoyable expression, as if they were enjoying a feast.

When Sol and the others passed by, none of the mermaids were distracted from paying attention to them.

Saul let go of Kate and whispered to him, “Let’s split up and look for them, and if you find the presence of a similar odor, you call out to me.”

Cait nodded, he wasn’t as sensitive to the bloodline of the Cyan Scales as Saul was yet. If Floco wasn’t inconveniently attached at the moment, it would actually be fastest to have him come over and search together.

Currently, Saul and Kate could only try to find other mermaids with the Cyan Scale Clan bloodline based on the clues left behind by Floco.

Alfonso didn’t search, he stopped at the place where the tree roots were the densest and watched Saul and Kate’s every move.

The Red Sea Tree was a very important strategic resource that concerned the future of the entire Nefertiti Continent, so he naturally wouldn’t let Saul stay under the surface of the sea alone.

Of course, it wouldn’t be too much of a worry.

The special nature of the Red Sea and the Red Sea Tree made the entire Ruling Court put their attention here.

If there was a state of affairs that was beyond control, even the Ruling Court’s Lord Frim would come over at the first opportunity.

Alfonso was actually protecting Saul by watching him and not letting him make trouble.

Saul knew that Alfonso was watching himself, and although he was nominally looking for the returning mermaids, he was actually still searching for his target.

Thousands of mermaids had gathered under the trees of the Red Sea, and Saul had only been sweeping for a few days before sinking down to the seabed to see if any of them had slipped through the cracks.

Kate, on the other hand, searches for her target by scent near the roots of the tree.

Saul swam deeper and deeper, and had come close to some long-distance canyons and caves.

Alfonso’s eyes were locked on Saul, and before he knew it his hands were clasped together.

Saul didn’t realize that Alfonso above him was inexplicably tense, and was just searching for some places where fish were rare.

He was looking for mermaids that possessed the bloodline of Floco. Such a mermaid would most likely be like the mermaid possessed by Kate, who had been trying to escape the Red Sea, and might appear in a hidden area on the edge of the Red Sea.

Even if they couldn’t escape because the entire Red Sea Tree was tightly guarded by the Court of Judgment, they would likely try their best to get rid of the influence of the Red Sea Tree’s roots on them.

Suddenly, while passing through a place covered in heavy roots, Saul vaguely felt a somewhat peculiar spiritual force.

It was just that that spiritual power flickered away, as if the abnormality that Saul had just felt was just an illusion on his part.

But Saul understood that he was definitely not wrong.

He stood on the piece of tree roots where the fluctuation of spiritual energy had just appeared, and gently stomped the ground with his foot.

The result of the spiritual power probe was that there was indeed a gap below, very narrow, but enough for a thin person to pass through.

Just as Saul wanted to lift the roots to take a look, Alfonso came down from above.

“Anything?”

“There might be mermaids down here too.”

Alfonso took the initiative to step forward and directly lifted a large area of tree roots, bringing up the sediment on the bottom of the sea.

The movement was a bit loud.

Saul raised his eyebrows slightly, but didn’t stop it.

“There’s a mermaid down there.” Alfonso looked down, then said to Saul, “Are you going to go down and catch that mermaid?”

Saul smiled, “I’ll go check it out and come back.”

Alfonso made no other move this time and waited up there. Saul went down and swam around and saw a mermaid lying on the rocks.

This mermaid had a few greenish scales on its tail, which looked to be related to the returning mermaids.

However, when Saul swept over the other party’s mental body, he realized that the other party’s mental power fluctuation was not quite the same as the hidden mental power he had just discovered.

The mermaid that had just been there should have run away.

Saul didn’t look any deeper, even if he went down, he probably would have found one or two ordinary mermaids at most.

The extremely hidden spiritual power just now had definitely disappeared.

Now that he hadn’t tracked the target from just now, he had basically lost it.

Saul grabbed the mermaid he had spotted and came up through the crack in the ground.

The mermaid didn’t resist, looking just as demented as the other mermaids, with no sense of initiative.

“There’s one hidden here.” Saul showed the pulled out mermaid to Alfonso.

“There are so many mermaids here, they were probably squeezed down. And not known to run out.”

This mermaid that Saul brought out was very thin, a shade thinner than the other mermaids.

If Saul hadn’t already discerned that the mermaid in front of him wasn’t the one he had just found, I’m afraid that he would still agree with Alfonso that it was a mermaid that had been squeezed down and couldn’t find a way out, and had been starved and thinned out of its life.

Alfonso shifted his gaze downward and saw a palm-sized greenish-colored scale on the tail of this unusually thin mermaid.

“Congratulations, to have found your target among so many mermaids.”

Could Saul say that his real target wasn’t actually a returning mermaid?
He couldn’t, so he brought back this mermaid that had become a scapegoat fish.

When he left the Red Sea, Saul also brought back some roots and stems of the Red Sea Tree. After all, how can you study mermaids without the cooperation of the Red Sea Tree?
It was a pity that if one wanted to take away a complete Red Sea Tree, one had to apply to the specialized Red Sea Tree Maintenance Team of the Court of Judgement, and then temporarily evacuate part of the seal maintenance of the Red Sea Tree in order to transplant it without damage.

And the head of the maintenance group was naturally the third-ranked sorcerer Royer who loved and cared for the Red Sea Tree immensely.

But Royer wasn’t there.

Saul then had to settle for the second best, choosing a branch with more vigorous vitality and preparing to go back and try sticking it in the water.

Sitting in the return skiff, the mermaid Kate cowered in the corner holding the recently captured returning mermaid.

Although the two mermaids did not have the same bloodline, at least they belonged to the same species, and with Kate calming them down, the new captive could rest a little more peacefully.

Casting a look at Kate, Saul turned back to Alfonso, who was driving the boat, and asked.

“Does this mermaid have a name?”

Alfonso focused on steering the boat without a glance at the newcomer fish, “You found him first.”

Sol turned around, the newly caught mermaid was a male, according to Alfonso’s customary naming style, “Let’s call him Quartz for now.”

The mermaid with the new name stirred, then was once again held firmly in Kate’s arms.

The way back was still dim, just like the difficulties Sol was now facing.

“If you can’t find, or solve, the cause of the mermaid’s illness, you may have to accept Royer’s program on creating new royalty and transforming the mermaid.”

Alfonso, however, said, “I don’t expect much from Royer’s program either. A new royal family? If the bloodline fusion thing was that simple, the Judgment Court wouldn’t have let the current Neverwinter Nights Royal Family exist for so long.”

In the darkness of the flowing water, an exclamation rang out.

“The fusion of bloodlines is not something that can be handled by calculations and formulas; sometimes, it is as impermanent as fate. And destiny, cannot be made.”

(End of chapter)



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