Curtis didn’t mention anything about the merfolk tribe. Judging from the baleful aura he was giving off, it was clear that things hadn’t been resolved peacefully. As Bluepool was around, Irina didn’t ask.

“Where are you guys going? Are you going to leave Sea Cliff?”

Alva became anxious and rushed over to stand in front of the group. He looked at his village with a struggling expression, then suddenly took in a deep breath and said, “I’ll go too. I want to go with you guys.”

Irina let out a soft “ahh.” Before she could react, Curtis resolved the matter for her.

Carrying her, threw Alva a glance, then spoke...