Mittor did not dare to delay and quickly came to the side of the ship, then jumped directly into the sea below under the surprised gaze of the people around him.
After arriving in the sea, Mitor immediately used the ability of the ocean path that he had stolen from the puppet and rushed away into the distance.
This trading conference is too dangerous and is not a place he can stay. For his own safety, it is better to leave as soon as possible.
He didn't want to attract the attention of another angel. The crazy woman before was already difficult enough to deal with.
To be honest, he felt that he would probably die here if he attracted the attention of another angel.
But after speeding in the sea for a while, Mittor suddenly stopped.
He stood in the sea, his eyes penetrating the water and looking at the reef-covered sea area ahead, with a hint of doubt in his eyes.
"Someone has set up a ritual formation here to conceal their traces."
Mitol muttered to himself, then he began to restrain his breath and prepared to go around it.
He is not the kind of person who would go over to take a look even though he knows something is wrong ahead.
If a cautious person encounters this situation, his first reaction will definitely be to avoid it.
It was precisely because of his caution that he was able to survive the search of that crazy woman.
But when he was halfway around, something on his body started to move.
Mittor frowned, slowed down his pace, and took out a seal from his pocket.
It was a conch shell with rippling blue water waves, and its name was The Mermaid’s Call.
This was the seal of his puppet named Randall, but in order to disguise himself more like Randall, he carried it with him.
Looking at the shimmering conch in his hand, Mittor frowned slightly.
He had never seen this sealed object move like it did today. What was going on?
Just as he was thinking about whether to throw away the conch, a soft voice suddenly came from the conch in his hand:
"Dear traveler, I am Rayna Stuart. Can I ask you for a favor?"
"cannot!"
Mittor answered decisively, and was about to throw away the conch in his hand.
The most important thing right now is to leave here as soon as possible. He will not waste time on these messy things.
Besides, in the mysterious world, asking for your help is most likely a scam.
So, to be on the safe side, it is better to throw it away.
The soft voice obviously didn't expect that this person would refuse so straightforwardly, and was obviously stunned for a moment.
Seeing that the conch was silent, Mittor smiled contemptuously, loosened his hand holding the conch, and let it fall into the depths of the sea.
"I will pay you. You are a warlock of the Ocean Path, right? I can tell you the potion formulas for the Ocean Path and beyond."
The woman who was speaking, apparently noticing that the conch had been thrown away, quickly stated the reward she could offer in an attempt to impress Mittor.
Mittor remained unmoved and continued to sneak around the sea area, pretending not to hear the woman's voice behind him.
After noticing that Mittor was getting farther and farther away from him, the owner of the voice became anxious and said without thinking:
"As long as you help me, I can tell you the clue of a first-level seal."
Mittor paused and said, "Why didn't you say it earlier? Wouldn't everything be solved if you had said it earlier?"
Mittor fought back, using his ocean path ability to manipulate the ocean currents to send the conch back to his hands.
Seeing that she had finally impressed this passing traveler, the owner of the female voice was obviously relieved:
"As long as you help me pass on a message, I will tell you the clue to the sealed object."
Mitol glanced at the conch in his hand and said calmly:
"I want to know the clues first, because I can't be sure whether the clues you provided are true or false."
"I have to decide whether to help you based on the credibility of the clues you provide."
The woman was silent for a while, and finally gritted her teeth and said, "Okay! I will tell you the clue of the first-level seal now."
Mitol hummed, "Yeah! You say!"
"Under the ruins of the Mermaid King's Court, there is a first-level seal of the mermaid clan, called the Heart of the Ocean."
Mitol raised his eyebrows, a thoughtful look appeared on his face, and then he said calmly:
"How can I believe that the information you provided is true and not a lie?"
After hearing Mittor's answer, the female voice quickly explained:
"If you've heard of the Mermaid Court Ruins, then you should have also heard about the singing that can be heard there every night, right?"
"You mean, the singing at night is related to the clue of the first-level seal you mentioned?"
As a senior warlock who had been in the Dark Sea for many years, Mitor had naturally heard the rumors about the ruins of the Mermaid King's Court.
"Yes, that was sent by the Heart of the Ocean. The mermaids evacuated in such a hurry that they didn't have time to collect everything."
"That's how the Heart of the Ocean and some other sealed objects were left there."
"In the past two thousand years, most of the other sealed objects have been found by treasure hunters, but the Heart of the Ocean has never been discovered due to its own special reasons. Until now, it is still located deep in the ruins."
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