Connors was alone in his study, sitting on a chair, holding a book wrapped in gray fish skin, flipping through it gently, picking up a piece of fruit that grew on the bottom of the sea and biting it.

When he's not busy, he likes to read alone in the study in the afternoon, which feels good.

After turning the last page, Connors closed the book, put his hands behind his head, closed his eyes, and entered the 'listening world', the originally silent space was instantly filled with noisy sounds, the sound of his own breathing, the sound of Boole waving his tail fin downstairs, the chatter of the residents not far away and the sound of Avriline teaching little Jasmine magic, and in the distance there was the coquettish sound of Little Scales pestering Joanna to embroider a begonia flower on the clothes on her chest.

No further afield could not tell what it was.

Along the direction of the Abyss Ridge, you can faintly hear a burst of singing, blocking other sounds, there is only this faint singing in his ears, every time he enters the 'listening world', he can always hear this singing, there are no lyrics, just a low hum, the voice is very pure, but very beautiful.

"What the hell is singing, legend has it that there are krakens at the bottom of the sea, and they will use their singing to attract merfolk closer, then bewitch them with their beautiful appearance, and finally bite their necks with their sharp teeth. ”

"It is also said that the Kraken will hide in the deep trench to catch a singing bug, use the sound of the bug to attract mermaids, and then use it to show its fierce side. ”

In short, the legends about the Kraken are all ferocious, and the mermaids who are attracted will not end well, but the merfolk can not be sure whether the Kraken exists.

Could it really be a Kraken, a life that has not yet been discovered?

Connors shook his head, this song was ethereal, it was not easy to find the other party, and if it was really that terrible kraken, wouldn't he go to find his own death.

After listening for two or three minutes, Connors withdrew from the 'listening world', but he didn't open his eyes but leaned back in his chair to take a nap, the day after tomorrow, the teaching of Jasmine's magic knowledge should be over, and he and Avrilin will go to the 'Peach Spring' ruins again, Avrilin wants to rub down the stone wall, and he wants to search for the ruins.

The development of the ruins is a big project, and it can't be known to others, otherwise this ruins will not belong to the small part of the seaweed.

......

What Connors didn't know was that the middle of the kelp was now in a mess.

"What's going on!"

Lituma Kelp, the chief of the middle of the kelp, roared in the hall, shaking a potion in his hand, and in front of him was a box with a pale blue seed stained with fertile soil, apparently freshly dug up.

Lituma is only sixty-two years old this year, according to the age of the Khatam people is in the prime of life, the muscles are bulging, extremely strong, it is he who has set up a trading system, monopolizing all the trade of all the small tribes around by force, it is this system that makes the golden scales in the middle of the kelp more and more, originally only able to support five magicians directly to seven, of course, it can support eight magicians, but there is no way to call his son is also a magician, the resources must be the best.

But for a tribe, it is still a potion at all, and the importance of anything is no better than that of the magic kelp, which is the lifeblood of the middle part of the kelp.

But now there's something wrong with the root of life!

There was a large group of officials standing in the hall, among them was a middle-aged man dressed in emerald silk and couldn't help but tremble, Chagit was the potion officer in the middle of the kelp, in charge of all matters related to potions, of course, there was more than one potion officer, but he was in charge of the magic kelp.

Now there is a problem not only with the potions that have been harvested, but also with the seeds of the potion, will there be a problem with the potions in the next season?

"Chagit, what are you going to say?"

Lituma said gloomily,

"Chief, I don't know, I really don't know!"

Chagit bent down sharply and knelt down to cry in mourning, he did secretly deduct some money for fertilizer, but he had always been like this before, how could something happen this time?

"I don't know, I don't know what I want you for!"

"Goo" Lituma smashed the potion in his hand directly into Chagit's face, and the latter did not dare to dodge, and a red bar was drawn out of his face.

"Do the rest of you know what this is going on, especially the Wizards?"

Lituma looked at the magicians, and his voice was a little respectful, they knew the potion problem best.

"Chief, at first it was only a slight difference in magic power, a few of us thought that Oschi's apprentice mistakenly gave the superior ones as medium and gave them to most of the sea whales, so we didn't pay much attention to it, but then the magic power of the potions taken became less and less, and now it is only the original inferior level, and it may not take many days to become a small potion at this momentum. ”

"The most important thing is that the seeds of the magic kelp can also clearly perceive the decrease in mana, although it is not much, but it will affect the growth of the potion in the next season. ”

"Based on this situation, I had been looking through the potions books I had spent all night before, and none of them had recorded this situation. ”

"But I read in a magician's notebook that this magician was once asked to treat a potion sickness, and this is what happened to him!"

Gusta opened his mouth and pulled out a booklet of white fish skin stapled together from his bosom, and turned one page to it, on which it was clearly written that the magician had been entrusted by the small tribe to solve their tribe's potion sickness, and that the situation he had recorded was almost the same as what was happening in the middle of the kelp now.

However, he was not able to solve the problem.

"Who is this magician, and what is the name of that tribe?"

"Angel's contract in the middle of the kelp has expired, she has already gone to most of the sea whales a year ago, planning to work for twenty years in exchange for the method of the path of truth, as for that tribe is the seaweed minidepartment"

Hearing the words of the Seaweed Division, everyone in the hall fell silent, and since Lituma took over the central part of the kelp, none of the surrounding small tribes dared to resist Lituma's rule.

But the chief of the Seaweed Tribe, a guy who is only sixteen years old this year, made this small tribe that everyone can barely remember was out of the control of the middle of the kelp, and cut off the rule of Lituma, on the other hand, in the past four months, the rise of the Seaweed Tribes is unbelievable, solve the potion problem, kill the ten-meter level monsters, find the second potion, recruit the outcasts, settle in the magicians, withdraw from the kelp small tribe group, establish their own trade as the saying goes, and kill the incoming pirates.

One after the other barely paused, in the hands of a mermaid who was still ten years away from reaching adulthood.

However, the vast majority of these are infringing on the interests of the central kelp.

First of all, the potion is found in the territory of the middle of the kelp, so the middle of the kelp takes it for granted that it should be its own, but according to the regulations of most of the sea whales, whoever finds the potion is whoever, and a territory will be divided, giving these people the feeling that they have stolen their family's money and dug up a piece of meat by the way.

And who is in a good mood.

The transaction of withdrawing from the small kelp tribe group to establish itself is undoubtedly a slap in the face of the middle of the kelp, these days it took a lot of thought just to stabilize the other small tribes, and it is also a lot of benefits to the chiefs of those small tribes, and the heart is really bleeding, as for the last pirate, these officials in the middle of the kelp who know the inside story are even more distressed when they think of it, magic fish clothes, each one is worth fifty or sixty gold scales, and more than a dozen pieces are lost in one go.

Some officials even muttered in their hearts whether this small part of seaweed was in the middle of Tianke kelp, why he was bad as soon as he was good, and now he was even dyed to the lifeblood of his own family, his good, his own bad.

"Humph!"

Lituma snorted coldly

"A kid who doesn't have any scales dares to do it against me"

After a pause, he seemed to know that now was not the time to get angry

"Is the potion problem solved by the seaweed minibe?"

The big thing is important, Lituma said, in fact, he didn't pay much attention and knew that it must have been solved, and he meant how the other party solved it.

"A peculiar plaster that the seaweed minor, when planting potions, can solve the situation. ”

Gusta had obviously made full preparations, and had already asked people to investigate, and the matter of potions was not only the interests of the middle of the kelp, but also the interests of all their magicians, and they had to be treated with care.

"Did you get the plaster?"

Gusta said with a hint of embarrassment

"This plaster has always been in the hands of Connors, the chief of Seaweed Cloth, and it can only be obtained from him after it is used up every time, and it cannot be taken out of the fertile soil, as you know, the fertile soil of other tribes is very difficult to enter"

"Where did Ann get this Connors?"

"It's not clear. ”

It's only been two days, and no matter how hard Gusta tries to it, he can't know it all

After listening to Gusta's report, Lituma fell silent before speaking

"I want this recipe, or enough plaster, which of you will fix it?"

There is no doubt that no one likes to talk about such things, if the seaweed group still belongs to the small kelp tribe group, and there is no magician in the tribe, this is an easy job, it is nothing more than to show off his might and then speak directly, the other party is afraid that the other party will be sent to the hand, but now that people have their own force and are not subordinates who still bring the middle, how can they want it? Not to mention that the two sides have already fallen out, isn't it self-inflicted suffering in the past?

"Father, I'll go, I haven't seen Connors in a long time, and I miss him. ”

Richot's feminine voice came from the corner, his first voice at the meeting, and the other merfolk, especially several magicians, had a hint of disgust and deep jealousy on their expressions.

The black mage is not looking for people to like in the first place, not to mention that Licott is still a pervert, and no magician in the middle of the kelp will deal with him.

"That's fine. ”

For his eldest son Lituma is still very relieved.

"By the way, father, this potion disease can't appear inexplicably, let's check it out. ”

Lituma nodded

"Of course, I knew this, and I had people investigate it when I learned about it. ”

"Then father, I will go. ”

Rikau smiled and swam out of the hall, looking forward to the trip.

"It's been a long time since I've seen Connors, and I wonder what this tempting fruit has grown now......"