“Of course.” Bluepool agreed without asking anything. “What favor? Tell me. You can leave it all to me.”

Irina happily said, “Help me look for a snake.”

She then shifted her left leg, pointed to the snake print, and showed it to Bluepool. “He’s my mate. He seems to have fallen into the sea and is in the vicinity.”

Bluepool was unwilling. It was another one of Irina’s mates.

“How many mates do you have on land?” Bluepool asked, jealous.

“Just two. Are you going to help or not? Just say it. If you don’t help me, then I’ll call King.” Irina was just trying to bluff him. She wouldn’t...