Chapter 289: Chapter 291: Dual Bloodlines?! Enormous Gains (5400 words) Chapter 289: Chapter 291: Dual Bloodlines?! Enormous Gains (5400 words) Casilina Abets Storm
Title: Ocean Favored (Inactive), Storm Lord (Inactive)
Age: 17
Level: 15 (Weakened state, Strength sealed)
Profession: Storm Controller (Basic), Tide Master (Basic)
Bloodline: Storm Bloodline (Unawakened), Abets Royal Bloodline (Unawakened)
Introduction: A hybrid rmaid who inherited powerful bloodlines, she was born between the tides and storms. The ocean once cheered for her, the storm once blessed her, and on the day her bloodline awakens, she will beco the most dazzling brilliance upon the sea.
Note: Casilina Abets Storm seems to harbor a secret capable of altering the entire Glory Main Plane’s order.
Upon seeing the attribute panel of this hybrid rmaid, Lide decided at first glance that this girl now belonged to him.
No one else would be effective.
This was his first ti encountering a being with both dual professions and dual bloodlines.
Are hybrid races really this unreasonable now?? It’s preposterous.
She has not only reached Level 15 at such a young age but also has untapped potential so powerful it is boundless.
Compared to her, what are Fierce Octopuses, what are Golden Octopuses? They’re nothing.
She was born between the tides and storms. The ocean once cheered for her, the storm once blessed her, and on the day her bloodline awakens, she will beco the most dazzling brilliance upon the sea.
Even the system has such an exaggerated evaluation for this hybrid rmaid, it’s truly unbelievable.
And what’s most critical is the remark that followed, a secret capable of changing the order of the Glory Main Plane??
Even if Casilina had no other attributes, just this remark alone would make her worth every effort for Lide to take control of her.
This was also why he was so unusually agitated.
Capable of altering the order of the Glory Main Plane?!
What kind of existence is this? Even the rise of the Undead Empire to the north of Green City wouldn’t dare to claim it has altered the Glory order, yet a 17-year-old girl could be terd a ga-changer in the Main Plane.
Is this like stumbling upon a Great Angel out in the open?
Excitent was hard to conceal in Lide’s eyes, the resilience he had honed over the years struggling to maintain composure at this mont.
Watching Lide’s radiant smile, a group of rmaids were sowhat baffled, turning their heads to look at the calm and collected hybrid rmaid Casilina, sensing nothing special about her.
Suddenly filled with burning questions.
Chief Amiya furrowed her brows, secretly taking out the Deep Sea Holy Pearl to input Magic Power and probe Casilina, but the Deep Sea Holy Pearl remained dull and unreactive.
The hybrid rmaid in front of her was rely ordinary, not even comparable to the Golden Octopus outside, which had mottled bloodlines. Why would such a hybrid rmaid excite this powerful Bloodline so much??
All the rmaids couldn’t understand Lide’s thought process.
After verifying several tis and still not detecting anything special about the hybrid rmaid, Chief Amiya could only suppress her inner doubts and proceed with the transaction.
Hybrid rmaids were the most intolerable heretics within the rmaid tribes. These outcasts, not blessed by the sea according to legend, were considered filthy by all the rmaids.
If it wasn’t for Casilina reaching Level 15 and having so utilitarian value, she would have been executed by the Blue Star Tribe.
“Chief Amiya, how can she be restored to normal? And how will you receive the Fierce Octopus?”
Lide gave Chief Amiya, oblivious to the situation, a deep look, suppressing his emotions and with a wave of his hand, signaling Lucy and Ivy behind him to bring Casilina over.
This girl was the most important trophy of this war, even more so than those two pieces of Legendary Materials.
“No need, this hybrid rmaid has simply ingested Lost Grass, which causes a temporary loss of strength. She will recover her power naturally after a week.
Also, if Kachar City Lord needs any, I can give you so extra.”
“As for the Fierce Octopus, Kachar City Lord, you just need to command them not to resist the Magic Conch.”
Lide nodded slightly, Lost Grass? He didn’t refuse the kindness from Amiya.
Hearing the second part, he looked curiously at the Magic Conch in Amiya’s hand, but he had not yet had the chance to inspect its attributes.
Whoo-whoo~
The clear sound of the conch echoed far and wide, reaching over ten kiloters. The three octopuses idly splashing water around the island suddenly stiffened.
Lide saw the situation and couldn’t bother to check the conch’s attributes, his spiritual power diffused and forcefully cald down a few fierce octopuses.
Then… it was done, easier than he could have ever imagined.
Lide instantly felt those fierce octopuses slip from his control, no longer obeying his commands.
Magic conch?
It really was interesting.
Lide gave Amiya a deep look, suspecting she didn’t want to show off such treasures more than necessary, as she quickly stowed it away into her space.
Lide didn’t inquire further, understanding that such treasured possessions would not be brought out for trade unless the tribe faced destruction.
Once this step was complete, the atmosphere among the fishn on the island visibly relaxed.
Through this step, a preliminary trust was established between the two parties. Although everyone still had their guards up, at least they were no longer on the brink of combat as before.
Lide responded with a slight smile and wasted no ti in starting negotiations with Amiya regarding the opening up of trade exchanges.
That was the real reason for his visit to the Sea of Lost, after all. Everything else was an unexpected bonus, and what a grand bonus it was.
Progress went smoothly after the initial exchange.
In the end, both sides decided to find a natural harbor along the coastline to establish a trading post, with Dawn City providing various equipnt and armor to the Fishman Tribe. In return, the Fishman Tribe would use the magic materials required by Dawn City for trade.
The first trade was set for a week later.
With that, the expedition to the Fishman Tribe was officially concluded.
Both sides had obtained what they desired.
The Fishman Tribe acquired an awakened Golden Bloodline fierce octopus and recaptured two others.
Although it cost them four fierce octopuses and two pieces of legendary materials, this was within the acceptable range for the Blue Star Tribe, considering the alternative loss of seven fierce octopuses.
Most importantly, the grand vision painted by Lide had all the fishn excited, looking forward to the next month’s Sea God Festival, hoping for the Sea God’s blessings.
As for whether they would be blessed, Lide could only shrug and wish them well.
Lide’s gains were even more substantial.
First were the treasures—two legendary materials:
Sea Dragon Beast Tusk
Quality: Legendary★★
Description: A tusk shed by a Sea Dragon Beast before ascending to demigod status, which you might use to forge legendary equipnt.
Apolly Sea Snake’s Horn
Quality: Legendary★
Description: The unique horn from a legendary lifeform of the ocean, forging weapons with it can imbue them with incredible properties.
Both legendary items were excellent materials for forging legendary equipnt, and Lide’s long-anticipated legendary gear might soon beco a reality.
This undoubtedly was a significant gain; arming himself or equipping his top fighters would qualitatively improve strength.
He didn’t yet have good equipnt to his na, but legendary equipnt would finally befit the distinguished status of the Lord of Dawn City.
The second gain was Casilina, the mixed-blood fishman with dual bloodlines and professions.
This talented hybrid was an unexpected delight. If nurtured properly, Dawn City could look forward to adding another top battle force.
He had little interest in sea creatures, but Casilina had legs and could move on land, which was perfect.
Most crucial was the secret she carried, one that could change the continental landscape.
Now, despite the lacking clues and a vague introduction, this didn’t prevent Lide from valuing the unknown secret.
Uncovering it could an holding the key to altering the continental landscape.
Such temptation was irresistible.
The third was the perfect fulfillnt of his primary objective—establishing a trade route with the fishn to acquire the urgently needed magic materials for the Crimson Mage Tower.
Although the trading partner wasn’t the initially anticipated Fishman Empire but just one tribe within the vast empire, it was sufficient for Dawn City.
The structure of the Fishman Empire on the Lost Coast was similar to that of the Beastman Empire—comprised of various tribes rather than a unified empire.
The Blue Star Tribe had over 2,000 Fishn and enslaved over 400,000 deep-sea monsters; its strength was not weak among the tribes near the coastline.
In the short term, they could completely fulfill the needs of Dawn City; as for the long term, that would have to wait until after the sea area near Dawn City was subjugated.
“Kachar City Lord, I hope the Blue Star Tribe can engage in closer cooperation with Dawn City in the future. I hope the Blue Star Tribe can truly beco a partner of Dawn City,”
Amiya said, her expression solemn, as she bid farewell to Lide.
The weapons and equipnt of Dawn City had indeed impressed Amiya.
The Fishn were clueless about forging weapons; the Blue Star Tribe had always been in a primitive state of using fish scales and bones as armor.
Forging weapons requires not only a complete transmission of skills but also enough patience and passion. It was no problem for the Fishn to go hunting, but having them stand next to a blazing furnace to smith iron was simply the most painful tornt for the Fishn, who by nature preferred the cool and damp.
Thus, the Fishn could only enchant and process so high-level materials; equipnt like iron armor was virtually nonexistent in the Fishman Tribes.
After plundering the equipnt suitable for underwater use from the Centaurs, which had been developed by the Dwarves, Amiya had tasted the sweetness of having good equipnt.
Weapons far sharper than bone spears and barbed weapons were indeed worth purchasing, so she was very willing to see this mutually beneficial venture.
Lide nodded slightly and took a deep look at the rmaid Tribe Chief.
“I hope that Dawn City can forge even closer friendship with the Blue Star Tribe in the future, and I firmly believe this will happen.”
The Blue Star Tribe was quite the wealthy group, casually able to produce a few Legendary Equipnt, not like those poor Centaurs who could only sell their labor.
A glimpse of a leopard through the spots; the richness of the sea was indeed tantalizing.
Trading with the Blue Star Tribe was just the beginning. The real display of Dawn City’s strength would co once this channel was fully open.
The weapon factories would operate at full capacity to produce equipnt, earning a large amount of resources for Dawn City.
Why does modern Earth have tariffs? And even anti-dumping taxes on certain goods.
The reason is that developed countries have built up a complete industrial system in advance. Their production capacity is extrely exaggerated. If no anti-dumping taxes were levied, they would unscrupulously dump goods onto underdeveloped countries, plundering the wealth of those countries.
However, Glory does not have this kind of protectionism between countries. Whether it’s the Centaur Tribe or the Blue Star Tribe, once a stable trade channel with Dawn City is established, it seems that both buyer and seller are benefiting.
But the reality is that Dawn City is using its complete industrial system to engage in arbitrage and sheer off their wealth.
A Rare Level piece of equipnt produced in Dawn City costs less than two Gold Pucks to manufacture because the raw materials, production equipnt, and workers are all Dawn City’s own; at most, they just need to pay for labor.
However, equipnt that costs two Gold Pucks to make can be traded to the Centaur Tribe for 5 sheets of Wilderness Rhinoceros Skin, and each skin can be made into 5 Magic Scrolls.
The profit from each Magic Scroll is 7 Gold Pucks; five thus add up to 35 Gold Pucks, and even after deducting all costs, the profit calculated at 30 Gold Pucks is an unimaginably large profit.
Now, the weapon factory can produce 1,500 sets of Rare Level equipnt per day, and the daily profit is 45,000 Gold Pucks.
It’s astonishing how exaggerated the plundering of wealth through this mode of trade is.
Of course, the above calculation is just the most ideal state. In reality, the Iron Hoof Tribes have already been swiftly plundered of wealth in their trade with Dawn City. They can no longer produce many useful things for trade and can only sell their labor to help Lide mine Fine Iron Ore Veins in exchange for the equipnt they desire.
This is the highest level of wealth harvesting—unequal trade—and these races haven’t even realized their wealth is being plundered. Instead, they are grateful to Dawn City for bringing them high-level equipnt.
Harvesting wealth is one thing. On the other side, after establishing the trade route with the Blue Star Tribe, Dawn City will truly be able to stand independent from the supply system of Green City.
This is strategic layout.
In other words, even if Green City were to be attacked now and the Crimson Mage Tower could no longer produce Magic Scrolls, the impact would no longer be as fatal as before.
Because Dawn City already has its own production chain; the industrial system of Green City is no longer indispensable.
This greatly enhances Dawn City’s ability to resist risks.
Establishing a trade route with the Blue Star Tribe is of strategic importance that cannot simply be described; its value cannot be simply expressed by how many Gold Pucks are earned.
It has the potential to influence the future developnt of Dawn City.
The sa holds true for the Centaur Tribes in the Iron Hills; after these two trading channels are established, Dawn City will have the ability to stand independently from the human system.
Of course, this does not an that Dawn City will give up on developnt among human forces, but that it will have other forces as risk-sharing partners when human forces encounter risks.
At twilight by the coast,
Frey finished arranging for the 600 Centaurs brought from the Iron Hoof Departnt to be stationed at the natural port chosen by the Blue Star Tribe.
Then he returned to Dawn City with Lide.
Behind them, 500 neatly attired Magic Language Knights flew up into the sky in unison.
During the battle with the Blue Star Tribe, the sky had been a No-fly Zone; airborne units under a no-fly ban were no different than la horses.
Lide, upon seeing this, didn’t force the Sky Cavalry who were joining him in battle for the first ti.
He commanded Oli through the Power of Faith to land the Magic Language Knights on the surrounding islands and forbade them from participating in the war.
Therefore, those Magic Language Knights who were out for the first ti, ready to rub their hands in eagerness for a great fight, could only sigh in disappointnt.
Of course, Lide couldn’t care less, there would be plenty of wars in the future, and these knights, who had not been hardened by society, would co to understand the cruelty of war.
After Lide got onto Castro, he took the lead and flew off.
Two female Bloodline mbers brought the rfolk hybrid Casilina along with them on a Magic Language Bat.
At this mont, Lide still hadn’t communicated with this rfolk hybrid shrouded in great secrets, but since she was in his grasp, he was in no hurry for the mont, figuring that it wouldn’t be too late to laugh about it once they returned to Dawn City.
The warm hues of the twilight painted the clouds in the sky with a myriad of colors, as if they were clothed in a colorful windbreaker.
As the light gradually faded with the setting sun, Lide, sitting on Castro, felt sothing stirring inside him and suddenly turned his head to look behind him at the Sea of Lost.
A resplendent sea of gold.
The waves rolled as if sprinkled with Gold Puck, brimming with dazzling brilliance.
Little islands dotted among the waves like pearls beckoned with allure.
Beholding such a vast spectacle, Lide’s spirit soared, his boldness rising.
anwhile, Casilina, seated on the Magic Language Bat, also sensed sothing and turned her head slightly to look at the stunning sea under the setting sun.
Those sea-blue eyes of hers, usually indifferent and calm to the point of being uneventful, now showed a rare hint of reluctance.
Perhaps once she left the sea this ti, she might never return.
Is this what destiny is?
Casilina murmured inwardly.
Monts later, she turned her head back, closed her eyes slightly, and looked forward no more.
If this was destiny, she would face it head-on.
As a daughter of the sea, she never feared.
The light dimd, bit by bit, and after flying for two Sunshine Hours, with the last tinge of brightness fading from the sky, a cry of alarm suddenly ca from Ivy not far away.
Leading the flight, Lide abruptly turned his head to look at Ivy.
The scene he encountered made him furrow his brow; mysterious wings appeared behind him as he flapped and flew over to Ivy and Lucy, who were sitting on the Magic Language Bat.
The clear moonlight had just stread through the clouds onto the Magic Language Bat, and at that mont an astonishing sight unfolded upon the rfolk hybrid guarded by the two Bloodline mbers.
Casilina’s delicate pale feet had co together to form a singular appendage, from which so indescribable substance began to grow, her feet slowly fusing into one another, elongating and flattening, with small white scales rapidly forming over her legs.
Under the bright moonlight, Casilina’s pretty and delicate face, along with those serene, untroubled sea-blue eyes, now exuded a kind of unspeakable purity.
All eyes watched as her fish tail unfolded gradually; this scene, which could have been perceived as bizarre, instead gave Lide a sense of holiness, as if a priest in a church were praying.
A minute later, the transformation was complete, revealing a perfect rmaid before Lide.
The upper body remained that of the girl covered in a light veil, graceful and captivating, while the lower half had beco a pure white fish tail, reflecting spots of moonlight.
Hybrid rmaid, human by day, rfolk by night.
To encounter such a renowned sight truly widened one’s horizons.
As Lide approached, Casilina’s blue eyes moved ever so slightly, remaining calm and indifferent; her gaze as unfathomable and mysterious as a serene and waveless ocean.
Lide’s expression softened slightly, finding it hard to imagine that a 17-year-old girl could display such indifference, reminiscent of a nun who had ditated for a century, possessing an indescribable tranquility towards the ways of the world.
Lide nodded slightly towards the rfolk hybrid and turned away, not uttering a single word throughout.
Casilina’s sea-blue eyes remained unrippled by Lide’s departure, turning her head slightly as she continued to gaze forward, seemingly finding the pitch-black night more enchanting than anything else.
It was as if nothing had happened just monts ago.
Lide, seated on Castro again, beca lost in thought…
What secrets were hidden within this rfolk hybrid? Why was it said she could change the structure of the Main Plane of Glory?
Was it a thod to ascend to godhood? An Ancient Ruin? A lost world, or was it related to so malevolent life form?
This journey, which had been quite fruitful thus far, had now been quietly enshrouded in a veil of mystery due to Casilina’s arrival.
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