Nuri’s POV
I was surprised to see Manolo come to my camp.
As the only descendant of the mermaid, Manolo seldom shows his face in public, but I saw him twice today.
“What's your emergency?” It was dark, and if there was no emergency, I couldn't imagine why he was here.
“May I go to the south with you tomorrow?”
“Why?” I raised an eyebrow.
If Manolo can come with me to find the dragon scale, I won't have to think about bringing my wife.
There may be difficulties along the way. I frowned at the memory of her thin body.
Manolo smiled. “I've been a recluse for so long, and it's time to go south and find the Chief Witch. I have some doubts and need her to read. You know, as mermaids, we have a rule that we can only predict other people's fates, not our own.”
I nodded. “But hasn't the Chief Witch been gone for years?”
“Some say she's dead, some say she's in hiding, but I want to find out for myself.”
