Bailey City, Earl Castle Garden.

Earl Dumbledore was holding a watering pot in one hand and a sleeve in the other, watering the strange flowers and plants in the garden. Babker, the Count's housekeeper, stood behind him with his hands behind his back. The heir of the Count, Bruce, held a book in his hand, sat on a stone bench and watched intently. On the grass beside the stone bench, the white kitten rolled on the ground.

After watering the flowers, the count put down the kettle in his hand, clapped his hands, and patted the dust that did not exist on his hand.

"Is that little girl still not moving?"

Upon hearing this, the butler Babkel replied respectfully: "Yes, Lord Earl, Miss Filia has not gone out and has not contacted any suspicious people in the past few days."

Earl Dumbledore frowned slightly and murmured to himself: "Are we wrong? Which existence has not assigned a task?"

The Count looked at Bruce who was reading a book and asked, "Bruce, what do you think about this?"

Although Bruce was reading a book, he still kept paying attention to the movements of the count. He closed the book in his hand: "It depends on what you mean by your father. Should you take the initiative to attack or wait for him to reveal his feet."

Bruce's answer was neither cross nor constructive.

The Count knew that his eldest son was indifferent to this matter, but I think that no one had done so far, and what was harmful to the Dumbledore family seemed to not exist.

However, a trace of worry flashed in Count Dumbledore's eyes. He could naturally turn a blind eye to such an existence, but at this time it was a turbulent time, and he did not dare to leave any unstable factors behind his back!

Count Dumbledore said lightly: "Babuquel! Arrange a few reconnaissance ships to go to the nearshore for reconnaissance."

"yes!"

The butler took the order and walked out.

...

On the Pier of Bailey Harbour, three special boats slid into the water and headed towards the deep sea.

At the bottom of the water, two fishmen wearing seaweed quickly followed.

Momoore received the message from his subordinates and smiled slightly, and the fat on his face shook: "It was indeed not as expected by the master."

Three hours later.

"What? It disappeared! Say it again!"

The two fishmen below were sweating profusely and said in panic: "Sir! What I said is true. We followed the three small boats, but then we disappeared!"

Momore's face was gloomy and he thought for a moment. If it weren't for his subordinates' neglecting their duties, then the three small boats were strange, and Momore was more inclined to the latter.

"No! I have to report to the master quickly!"

Momoore took out the white dragon scales he carried with him.

"Hmm? It disappeared?"

Amos thought for a moment and spoke, "Okay, I understand, take all your people back to avoid increasing unnecessary losses."

Based on Momore's report, Amos guessed the general situation, because the Earl's Mansion could not hold back and sent a special alchemy reconnaissance boat.

In the vast sea, it is not only too difficult to find several invisible alchemy boats, but it is also easy to arouse the enemy's alertness. Therefore, Amos simply kept his troops and dealt with them when he saw the move.

Amos lay on the Crystal Throne and murmured to himself: "This passive feeling really makes Dragon unhappy!"

On the other side, human scouts were sitting in alchemy boats and appeared on the vast sea.

A mage removed the reconnaissance magic and said to the strong man on the bow of the ship: "Captain, the feeling that he was being peeped has disappeared, we have got rid of those fishmen."

The captain of the Investigation Team, Bran, nodded with a serious expression: "Well, there is indeed something strange on the sea, everyone should be vigilant! The mage recharges the ship, don't raise the sails, and everyone rows to continue moving forward!"

"yes!"

"Team one! team two! team three! search separately, find suspicious situations, report them quickly."

"yes!"

Three small boats spread out and headed towards the depths of the sea.

Being a scout on the sea is more demanding than on land. Every scout on the sea is the elite among the elite, at least all professions, and each profession is prepared and the division of labor is clear.

Just like the reconnaissance ship of the Earl's Mansion, each ship has 10 people. In addition to the captain with rich combat experience, it is also equipped with navigators, helmsmen, mages, thieves and archers, enough to deal with any situation.

Moreover, the crew is fully equipped and has outstanding combat power, and each ship can independently perform reconnaissance missions.

...

Three days later.

The navigator is holding a monocular lens and standing on the rising contractible lookout.

"Captain, the sea water in the distance is turbid, and there are signs of biological activity on the bottom of the sea."

Bran: "Master! Send a signal! We may have found the real master."

The ship mage unfolds a magic scroll and transmits the signal. As long as the nearby ship does not exceed the signal transmission range, it will arrive soon.

The navigator looked at the captain holding his monocular lens, squinted his eyes to observe the distance, and suggested: "Captain, should we investigate in advance!"

"No, wait until the second team and the third team arrive, and the sea water is so turbid, it is either that the creature is huge or the number is numerous. No matter what the situation is, it is not something that a few of us can deal with."

After Bran finished speaking, he turned around and issued an order: "Back back, the team members checked the equipment. The mage could only fill the ship and install backup energy. We might be invisible for a long time."

A few hours have passed.

The other two reconnaissance ships arrived one after another, checked the operation of the alchemy ship magic array, and confirmed that each group of personnel was in good condition, three alchemy ships opened the invisible magic array and marched towards the turbid sea area.

After a while, the scouts were shocked to find that the reason why the sea water was so turbid was because of the noisy little fishmen at the bottom of the sea. The number of fishmen made people's scalp numb.

However, they soon discovered, and even more surprising, they discovered a majestic fishman city on the island.

The captain Bran held a monocular telescope and observed the tall walls of Bailin City. He opened his mouth wide in surprise. After a long time, he came to his senses. His trembling lips muttered in horror: "The disaster of the ocean!"

Bran adjusted his breathing and suppressed the fear in his heart. He understood that the fishman of this size was no longer a private matter of the Dumbledore family, and there were very likely other higher creatures behind the fishman.

Naga? Mermaid? Or those octopus monsters?!

Of course, the butler would not tell the soldiers that the senior management had private speculations, so this wonderful misunderstanding arose.

"Captain, what should we do?"

Bran recalled the books at home, which recorded the description of the disasters in the ocean: underwater creatures were like tsunamis, flooding Nordhill's coastal areas and no one survived.

He thought of his family in Bailey City again and gritted his teeth and made up his mind.

"Team 1! Team 2! We act separately and go ashore to investigate together. At least we have to figure out what we are facing!"

"Team 3, you will return quickly and report the situation here to the Earl and let the Earl prepare early."

"Captain! I, I...!" The captain of the No. 3 reconnaissance ship - Lockman, knew that Bran was protecting him.

"Needless to say, you are the only male in the Willen family!"

Lockman Willen lowered his head in shame and ordered in a low tone: "Go back!"

Bran stood at the bow of the boat and said in a deep voice: "Operate action separately! Find a suitable place to land."

"yes!"
Chapter completed!