Aqua
The base is incredible. Its size is around a few acres at the minimum, all underwater and with it spanning several floors in depth. And all of it is made with incredibly tough materials.
Not the absolute best materials on the planet, seeing as the construction workers and even blacksmiths of Oceana literally do not have the techniques to work with those materials, but still incredibly good.
There are various different anities throughout the entire base. Including but not limited to a swimming pool, gym, dining hall, personal suite for myself, a couple floors full of guest rooms, and various other anities.
At so point the place makes wonder just how many people these natives are expecting to have live with , considering its enormous size. But at the sa ti, I don’t really care.
It’s all very nice, and the construction workers even set up skills to make sure it self-cleans itself. Making it so I don’t have to do anything to maintain the base.
Although, the dining hall is probably gonna be empty of any real food and staff. Since I don’t actually eat.
But it fits the vibe. So it’s fine.
The vibe is all that matters.
I give a firm nod of my head at that after finishing exploring the base. Only to find the Guildmasters waiting outside of said base for .
And I an Guildmasters.
Not one, not two, but three Guildmasters.
The Guildmasters of the branches from the Cryaxis Ocean, the Fortal Ocean, and the Qualta Ocean.
“Would it be alright if we stationed so hunters here to learn from you?” the Cryaxis branch Guildmaster asks after seeing leave my base.
And the other two Guildmasters look just as interested in the prospect.
I feel what’s probably an imaginary vein twitch on my forehead in irritation before I answer, “Nope.”
“What if we offer to protect your base while you’re off hunting from robbers and monsters?” the Fortal branch Guildmaster asks while narrowing his eyes at and the base behind . “It’s well defended, but not invulnerable. And it’s not easy to track people nowadays.”
I open my mouth to reject him again, only for the third Guildmaster to speak before I can.
“You don’t have ta train em personally,” the short and gruff looking man says while looking clear in the eye. “Just give em’ a recorded guide or sothin’. Then let them use tha facilities ye’ve got here.”
After a brief hesitation, and a glance at the chat that seems to think this is a good deal, I eventually give in and tell them, “Alright. But if any of them ss up my new ho, they’re fish food.”
All three of the Guildmasters tremble a bit when I look each of them in the eyes. But they all nod as well. Agreeing.
Great. Now I have to deal with getting a training…
My thoughts grind to a halt as I rember the Sponsorship nu.
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Right. I can just buy a training manual from there.
Or, better yet, I can even just record one myself when I’m on a job. I can find soone with military training and have them record a video for .
That should work.
“Also, make sure everyone only stays on the gym floors and their assigned guest rooms,” I state with a nod before heading off without bothering with listening to their expressions of gratitude.
Back to my original plan.
Which is just more hunting.
I heard word of a lovely little critter located in a new ocean I haven’t been to yet. But I know where the ocean is.
In fact, I’ve known for a while. Ever since entering the Qualta Ocean and getting closer to its edge.
It’s an ocean known to this world as the Orcal Ocean. With a rather on-the-nose na.
The ocean is nad that way because it actually has a primary monster that inhabits it.
Orca type monsters.
I’ve been so focused on the Kraken part of my Bloodline for so long that I haven’t really thought much about my Abyssal Orca side for a while. And this is a good ti to change that.
Of course, orcas aren’t the only monster in the ocean. Which is the exact reason I’m heading there.
Because there’s been word from the Orcal Ocean’s Hunter Guild branch that a monster from the eight thousand ter depth is getting too close for comfort for the guild.
A monster that is quite interesting to .
The creature is a massive five-headed fish with each head being on different sides of its pentagonal-shaped body. With each one having a different elent.
One head breathes ice, another poison, another electricity, with the last two being high pressure water, and hot boiling water.
And most importantly, these are just biological aspects. They aren’t magic.
Which, of course, limits the creature to the amount it can shoot out, but it also ans that my abyssal servants can copy it.
On top of that, the creature is from the eight thousand ter depth. So its level is around three hundred to three hundred ten.
It makes for excellent prey.
I smile at that thought as I swim through the ocean, only to eventually decide now would be a good ti to find that training instructor. So I summon one of my large servants and have them swim instead. With being on its head.
Then I begin my research. Albeit only after asking a couple people I know.
Specifically my Hydra manager.
Because he’s from a Bloodline family. So he should have connections.
And he does. Within monts I already have a recording scheduled that perfectly suits my needs.
Such a great manager.
I smile at that thought before eventually just lazing away on top of the abyssal servant I’m using to swim. Only to eventually find myself distracted when I hear several orca calls.
Oh?
Now this is another reason I wanted to visit this ocean.
My smile grows wider when I see multiple groups of orcas all swimming towards while making their little whining call sounds. Then they all begin swimming in circles around once they reach and my abyssal servant. With so of them even rubbing their heads against .
“Hey, that tickles,” I warn one of them while laughing. And ignoring the comnts in the chat about this being cute and how people are clipping it.
That said, I begin to feel a little awkward as we continue the journey. Simply because the orcas begin to follow . And their numbers don’t decrease at all.
In fact, they just increase as we pick up more and more orcas.
So by the ti I arrive at the Hunter’s City, I have a massive army of a few hundred orcas swimming around . Terrifying the people in the city in the process.
Oops?
Of course, when the Guildmaster cos out and sees it’s , or more specifically, identifies and sees my na, they calm everyone down. Especially after noticing how the orcas seem friendly.
Towards at least.
They clearly don’t have any intention of attacking the city, which is all that matters to her.
Although the Guildmaster herself – a rather short girl who looks to only be like eighteen years old for so reason – does not look happy with .
I just shrug.
It’s not my fault they love .
I begin petting the orcas so more as the Guildmaster seems to co to a decision. At which point she swims up to , while leaving so distance because of the orcas, and says, “Lem guide you to the velatron. None of the other hunters will get near you with these things with you.”
Interesting.
Wasn’t expecting the Guildmaster herself to be my guide this ti.
“Sounds good, tour guide number eight,” I tell her with a nod, making her freeze up for a mont before she stares blankly at for several seconds.
“Number… eight?” she eventually mutters, only to shake her head. “I guess this is why they said not to apply normal logic with you…”
Then she just begins swimming downwards and to the east from the Hunter’s City while telling to follow her.
I think she just insulted .
And the chat’s just laughing.
Which is also rude.
But I follow her regardless.
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