"Beauty Shell?" Reagan frowned, feeling the situation was a bit troublesome.

The Beauty Shell is a special sea race creature, very small, only about the size of a palm, and extremely rare.

When wizards consume Beauty Shells, they can increase their body's adaptability to water elements, making it suitable for wizards who have in-depth research into water elements.

However, there is a curse of the sea on the Beauty Shell.

It is said that Beauty Shell is extremely important to the sea race, and anyone who eats it will emit an aura that can be sensed by the sea race from a great distance.

Reagan frowned because, in past wars between wizards and the sea race, a peace treaty had been signed stipulating that the sea race has the right to deal with those who have eaten Beauty Shells.

If someone on the ship really ate a Beauty Shell, Reagan could not forcibly protect them, nor could he violate the previously signed peace treaty.

"In that case, you can send someone to find out who ate the Beauty Shell, but you must not harm anyone else," Reagan finally compromised.

Since someone foolish enough dared to eat the Beauty Shell and step into the sea, he couldn't control it anymore.

Reagan then said to Captain Blake beside him, "Call everyone to the deck."

Soon, under Captain Blake's notification, people below the deck came one after another to the deck.

Of course, quite a few people still didn't show up from below, and Captain Blake couldn't call them up either.

Duke and Vivian had actually been waiting at the entrance below the deck, eavesdropping on the entire process.

When he saw those purple little figures near Reagan's body, he couldn't help but feel a bit amazed, not knowing what they were.

A beautiful sea race girl came onto the deck, leaving a trail of water with her long fishtail on the deck.

Many people curiously looked at this sea race girl, and many sailors were even mesmerized by her beauty, unable to take their eyes off some parts, completely forgetting they were just in a life-and-death crisis.

The sea race girl looked at every person on the deck, and when she came to Duke, after making eye contact, Duke clearly felt a bit dizzy.

He realized the other must have done something to him, but he just didn't know what it was.

"He's not here," the voice of the sea race girl was incredibly ethereal. She glanced at the entrance of the deck and slowly went down.

About five minutes later, a scream was heard from deep below the deck, made by a man.

Everyone felt a bit tense hearing the scream; it was just too miserable.

The scream continued, and it was getting closer to the deck.

Soon, everyone saw the sea race girl again, with a blond-haired youth floating behind her.

Duke had some impression of this blond youth, also someone with demonized items, just not much contact.

At this moment, countless blue tentacles extended from the sea race girl's body, deeply embedded into the blond youth's body.

You could see the tentacles wriggling continuously under the blond youth's skin, as if devouring his flesh.

Seeing this scene, Duke couldn't help but take a step back, instinctively wanting to stay away from the sea race girl.

There were at least hundreds of tentacles pierced into the blond youth, many in vital places.

Normally, a person would have died in such a condition, but the blond youth not only was alive but also very conscious.

His screams did not stop, and the intense pain from all over his body had distorted his face.

One of the tentacles even pierced out from his eye, seemingly wriggling in his brain.

Everyone instantly woke up seeing this scene, and the sailors who were previously mesmerized by the sea race girl's beauty were now shaking in fear.

The sea race girl looked expressionless at the crowd on the deck and softly said, "Found him. We will eternally imprison this guy's soul at the bottom of the sea. This is the punishment for daring to offend the dignity of the sea race!"

Silence fell over the deck as everyone watched the sea race girl leave; the surrounding sea race also retreated, and the continuous sound of water could be heard as they submerged into the sea.

Seeing that the matter was over, Reagan took out the test tube, and the purple little figures around turned into droplets of purple liquid and automatically drilled into the test tube.

After plugging it with a cork, he returned to the room below the deck, and many people watched him with respect.

Duke looked at the dark sea in the distance, realizing for the first time that there were indeed many things more terrifying than death.

Compared to the blond youth, the sailors who fell on the deck were extremely fortunate; at least they didn't experience too much pain.

And that blond youth, before he officially embarked on the wizard's path, was to be eternally imprisoned under the sea and tortured continuously.

Duke couldn't even imagine what kind of pain that would be, fearing his soul would become twisted.

He had already made up his mind that if someone dared to offer him Beauty Shells in the future, he would definitely teach them a lesson.

After the matter here was over, everyone gradually returned below the deck.

The sailors began cleaning up the corpses and blood stains on the deck, checking the corpses of those sailors for loot, and the lucky ones could find a few silver coins.

After emptying their pockets, they would lift the corpses, chanting, "Have a good sleep, mate!"

With a plop, the body was thrown into the sea, marking the end of a sailor's life.

The sailors had no sad emotions among them; they were all people who had braved the sea for many years and had long been accustomed to such things.

"Poor Towns. He said before going to sea that after this run, he would have saved enough money to marry Polina, who was still waiting for him at the harbor..." Two sailors chatted while carrying a corpse.

Duke did not linger here for long. After returning to the room and sorting out his thoughts, he continued practicing.

This time, he truly realized how dangerous the world was.

Without enough power, you would be like those sailors who could die unnoticed any day.

Even becoming a Great Knight was just an insignificant role, not worth mentioning.

The blond youth, also a quasi-wizard apprentice with demonized items, was utterly powerless in front of the sea race girl, only to be slaughtered.

Duke did not want to become the next, nor did he want to find himself in such a situation one day.

His desire to become a wizard was now stronger; only by becoming a wizard could he wield greater power.

Vivian was no less struck than Duke; deep down, she still felt a tinge of pride after becoming a Great Knight.

After all, the entire Vera Kingdom had few Great Knights, especially such a young female Great Knight.

But everything that happened today showed Vivian a new world.

She finally understood why her father was so obsessed with pursuing the wizard's path, regardless of the cost to have the family descendants embark on this road.

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