"Beauty Clam?" Regan frowned, sensing that things had become troublesome.
Beauty Clams were a special kind of Sea Folk creature. They were tiny, only palm-sized, and extremely rare.
After a Wizard ate a Beauty Clam, it could increase their body's affinity for water elements, making it suitable for Wizards with deep research into water elements.
However, Beauty Clams bore the ocean's curse.
It was said that Beauty Clams were extremely important to the Sea Folk. Anyone who ate one would emit a certain aura that could be sensed by the Sea Folk from a great distance away.
The reason Regan frowned was that, in the past wars between Wizards and the Sea Folk, a peace treaty had been signed granting the Sea Folk the right to deal with anyone who ate Beauty Clams.
If someone aboard the ship had truly eaten a Beauty Clam, Regan could not forcibly protect them, nor could he violate the peace treaty signed before.
"Then send someone to find the person who ate the Beauty Clam, but do not touch anyone else." Regan ultimately compromised.
If someone had been foolish enough to eat a Beauty Clam and still dare enter these waters, then it was beyond his concern.
Regan then said to Captain Black beside him, "Go gather everyone on the deck."
Very soon, under Captain Black's orders, the people below deck gradually came up onto the deck.
Of course, quite a few people still remained below and did not show themselves. Captain Black could not summon those people either.
Duke and Vivian had actually been waiting by the entrance below deck all along, eavesdropping on the entire exchange.
When Duke saw the little purple figures around Regan's body, he could not help feeling curious. He had no idea what they were.
The beautiful Sea