Wizard: Starting from the Skill Tree-Chapter 547: Royalty

The entire scene instantly became solemn and eerie, with the mysterious blue-haired girl becoming the center of the Blade Ridge Camp.

Duke understood in his heart; it seemed his guess was right. This maiden form of the Beauty Shell held a significance to the Sea Race far beyond what he had imagined.

A moment later, a powerful aura rapidly approached.

A Sea Race warrior, draped in a coral battle armor inlaid with magical patterns, exceptionally tall and brawny, wielding a massive silver trident, hurried over with the stride of a dragon and the pace of a tiger, surrounded by a group of elite Sea Race Guards.

It was none other than the Sea Race Commander of the Blade Ridge Camp, Faao.

Faao’s gaze was as concrete as reality, instantly bypassing Duke, firmly locking onto the girl hiding behind him.

When he truly sensed the aura emanating from the girl, this commander, known for his steadiness and cold demeanor, could not control his expression, revealing an extreme shock even more exaggerated than those warriors before. His pupils shrank violently, and his knuckles turned white from the force with which he gripped the trident.

"Everyone retreat! Clear this area! Without my command, no one—including you, Wizard—shall approach within a hundred meters!" Faao’s voice was deep and filled with authority, carrying an undeniable urgency.

The Sea Race Guards behind him immediately took action, swiftly yet politely removing the onlooking personnel of other races, including some human wizards.

Soon, only Faao, Duke, the girl, and a few trusted guards of Faao remained on the scene.

Faao took a deep breath, striving to calm his tumultuous emotions. First, with utmost solemnity and a hint of unutterable reverence, he bent slightly in an ancient Sea Race greeting gesture towards the girl.

Then, he turned his gaze to Duke, filled with complex emotions—scrutiny, gratitude, and deep seriousness.

Faao had already learned that it was Duke who brought this girl here.

"Wizard Duke," Faao’s voice was lowered to ensure only the few of them could hear, "this is not the place for a conversation. Please come with me, and bring...this esteemed presence. We need to conduct a most confidential discussion immediately. You must detail the entire discovery process to me; every detail is crucial!"

His tone indicated that this matter was of grave importance, far beyond the ordinary.

Commander Faao led Duke and the girl to a building in the deepest parts of the Sea Race’s territory.

This, rather than a room, was a naturally formed enclosed space of giant, ancient glowing corals, filled with rich Water Elemental energy. The walls were inlaid with countless night pearls and strange shells, emitting a soft and mysterious radiance, illuminating the entire space like a seabed sanctuary.

After entering, Faao solemnly invited the girl to sit on a jade platform covered with the softest seaweed velvet.

The girl, although a bit nervous, occasionally glanced at Duke.

Yet, to the pure Sea Race environment around her and the powerful, orthodox ocean aura from Faao, she reacted with a natural sense of closeness and relaxation.

She remained silent, but the confusion in her eyes lessened significantly, just sitting quietly, as if she had returned to a familiar environment.

Faao gestured for Duke to sit opposite, yet did not sit himself but stood at a slight distance from the girl, with a respectful posture.

"Wizard Duke," Faao’s voice echoed in the enclosed space, carrying unprecedented seriousness, "please forgive my urgency and previous rudeness. But now, please you must tell me, where and how did you discover...this esteemed being? Please reveal every detail—it is of utmost importance to our race!"

"Who exactly is she?" Duke was somewhat curious about the girl’s identity.

Faao hesitated for a moment, then said: "She is a legitimate member of our Sea Race Royal Family, and an extremely important one... I’m sorry, I can’t say much more, please understand."

Duke nodded; he had somewhat anticipated this result.

For the Sea Race warriors to show such reverence merely by sensing her aura, only a Sea Race Royal Family member could achieve that.

And the girl before him seemed to be an extraordinary presence even within the royal family, but unfortunately, Faao would not disclose more detailed information.

Duke was puzzled over why the Sea Race Royalty would have ties to the Beauty Shell.

If the Sea Race Royalty was born from the Beauty Shell, that would be somewhat unreasonable.

Because if royal family members could emerge from Beauty Shells, the shells would appear too weak.

Ordinary Beauty Shells are only palm-sized; even an ordinary person could pose a threat to them.

Such fragile lifeforms have become almost a delicacy among wizards, just with some risks associated.

From how the Sea Race relentlessly hunts those who’ve eaten the Beauty Shell, one can see how important and invaluable it is to them.

But from another perspective, the Sea Race seems to have no effective way to protect the Beauty Shell.

If it is so important, the Sea Race should concentrate on cultivating and safeguarding it, rather than allowing any fisherman to casually catch it.

Duke deduced from all this that the Sea Race cannot control the cultivation process of the Beauty Shell, nor do they have the ability to produce it themselves.

Yet, the Beauty Shell is extremely important to the Sea Race, which is why they would never forgive anyone who has consumed it.

Feeling the undeniable gravity in Faao’s tone, Duke pondered for a moment, then began narrating from when he detected abnormal energy fluctuations using the Water Flow Shadow magic, omitting the specific principles of the magic, only mentioning it was a Water Element detection technique he excelled in.

He detailed the buried Abyssal Cave, the massive skeletons around, and how, after cautious exploration confirming no apparent defenses, he discovered the unopened Beauty Shell and the process of it opening on its own, revealing the girl inside.

As Duke narrated, Faao listened with extreme focus, missing no detail, and when he heard of the shell opening on its own, a flash of uncontrollable shock and excitement crossed his eyes again.

Just as Duke finished recounting the general process, a faint commotion came from outside the enclosed coral space.

The voice of a Sea Race Guard resonated clearly in Faao’s ear through some transmission method: "Commander, Wizard Lauren has arrived, insisting on seeing you and Wizard Duke to inquire about what happened."

As the leading figure of the wizards at Blade Ridge Camp, Lauren naturally wouldn’t stand by idly, allowing the Sea Race to take his people without seeking an explanation for the situation.

Duke sensed that Faao bore no ill will towards him, so he cooperated readily, as he too wished to understand what was truly involved.