"What else do you want?"
The Mystic Lock had already unfolded. Though this power could not last long, it was enough for Shade to seize the upper hand.
He crossed over the delicacies on the table and the drifting snow in the air, looking at the Fishman captain across from him. He wanted more:
"I want to gamble with you fairly for a few rounds, one stake per round, comparing card values. For the first round, I wager the method to lift the Mermaid's Song curse on the lady beside me."
He smoothed out the cards on the table again. Snowflakes drifted down onto them, yet could not leave behind any trace. Miss Princess's curse came from the same source as the pirate ship's power; the other side definitely knew something.
"Fine! I wager that you leave!"
On opposite sides of the long table placed on the snow-covered street, the situation was completely different from just now. The captain reached for the cards before him. This time, it was entirely a gamble of luck.
"I have Sun 10."
Shade did not move. Instead, a barefoot little girl carrying a basket appeared to his left. She wanted to draw a card, but she was too short; even standing on tiptoe, she could not reach them.
A wronged expression appeared on her face, so she walked to Shade's right side and patted Miss Princess. The latter's eyes widened at once, then she dazedly picked the girl up.
Her Royal Highness the Princess could not understand the current situation at all.
"First wish, Flower 13," Shade said.
The girl in Miss Princess's arms drew the first card. It was indeed Flower 13.
"The answer is the Sea Burial ritual. When the Red Sea waves crash in, stop her from entering the ocean. Once