The Carter Clan belong to the commoner class. Because they are born with shell armor, many powerful warriors emerge from among them. However, occasionally there are ordinary people as well, just like Julius Caesar. In everyone’s eyes, he is simply a powerless The Carter Clan. In a sea tribe that values strength—especially for a commoner—if you have no power, there’s little hope for your whole life. But Julius Caesar himself is quite open-minded about it.

“Let me tell you something big. Have you noticed how lively it’s been lately? That’s because the third princess of the Sea Dragon Clan is visiting our Mermaid Clan tomorrow. We’ve been running around like crazy lately. This is my last meal before my shift change—who knows when I’ll get to come again!”

“Ah, the Sea Dragon Clan, the one known as the most perfect clan of both magic and martial arts among the six great royal families?”

“That’s right. In our sea tribes, the mermaid royal family are almost all magicians, while the giant whale clan are nearly all terrifyingly powerful warriors!”

“The third princess, huh? She doesn’t seem that old. What’s she coming here for?”

“Sigh, it’s just those noble council matters—nothing to do with us commoners.”

“Hey, Douglas, why the long face? They have their meetings, you guard your gate. Who would be so full and bored as to dare cause trouble for the Sea Dragon Clan on the mermaid royal family’s turf?”

Everyone nodded in agreement. Even during the Divine Moon War, the terrifying water magic of the mermaid clan and the Sea Dragon Clan’s formidable combat power gave the mainland races a hard time. The scariest part is, these two clans are amphibious, making them even better suited for land battles than other sea tribes. That’s also why their status is so high.

“Yeah, no one’s looking for trouble with them, but they’re looking for trouble with us! You all know our little princess—her temper… Sigh, and that third princess of the Sea Dragon Clan isn’t easy either. She’s not even here yet, and we’ve already been warned a hundred times. Honestly, after this drink, who knows if we’ll live to have another.”

Seeing Douglas hesitate to speak, everyone immediately understood. The mermaid clan is the natural symbol of beauty, recognized by both the continent and the seas. The little princess Clara is the embodiment of beauty, the little angel in the hearts of all sea tribes. The mermaid king has only this one daughter, so of course he dotes on her endlessly. The consequences of this are easy to imagine.

Only Julius Caesar was completely lost, but the others didn’t care. They all thought of him as a country bumpkin. To be honest, this tavern is on the edge of the royal city, and Julius Caesar had never even been inside the city… because he didn’t have an ID card and couldn’t enter.

But it’s said that the third princess of the Sea Dragon Clan is also stunningly beautiful, and a genius of the dragon clan. At just nine years old, she’s already shown extraordinary magical control and strength, and is deeply favored by the Dragon King.

You can imagine what happens when two “witches” meet—like needle against needle. The ones who suffer are the people below.

“Old Duo, don’t overthink it. Whether you’ll even get to see the princess is still a question. Always dreaming! If I could be tormented by such a little beauty, I’d gladly accept it, haha.”

“Come on, let’s not talk about state affairs. Cheers, everyone!”

“Ah! Why is there a bottle missing from my treasured XO? Who stole it? My five hundred gold coins!” The boss was nearly hysterical with rage. That was a fine human wine he’d bought at a high price from an auction—damn sea bear.

Julius Caesar nearly collapsed under the table when he heard that—five hundred gold coins! By the Sea God, he could never pay that back in his life. He only earned one silver coin a month working here, and one gold coin could be exchanged for a hundred silver coins.

Maybe it’s time to make a run for it? Disappear!

“Julius Caesar, Little Carter, was it you? Where are you?” The furious boss suddenly remembered that yesterday he’d sent Julius Caesar to the wine cellar to fetch wine—the very wine meant as tribute for the royal family. Though the tavern wasn’t big, its wine was quite famous.

By now, Julius Caesar had already slipped away without a trace. Boss, don’t blame me entirely—the old man drank the most.

For the sake of his future, he had to hide well. There was no way out, and the most dangerous place is also the safest. Julius Caesar ran back to the wine cellar and crawled into an empty barrel. All he could do now was hope the Sea God Poseidon would show him some mercy and save a soul in distress.

The boss didn’t get to fully vent his anger, as the royal city’s transport team had already arrived to take the fine wines purchased from all over back to the palace.

Julius Caesar just felt himself being carried up and down, so dizzy he wanted to throw up, but his life was on the line, so he could only stay put until everything calmed down. The old man had taught him plenty of survival skills, so to be sure it was safe, he’d rather wait a bit longer. Maybe it was the wine fumes, but he got so drowsy he actually fell asleep.

Meanwhile, outside in the mermaid royal city—Casablanca—things were bustling. Rows of honor guards, flower ceremonies, cheering crowds—all of it was for the Sea Dragon Clan’s third princess, Eleanor.

On her first day here, the princess’s first task was to meet countless nobles, wealthy sea merchants, as well as the principal and student representatives of the Mermaid Magic Academy. As one of the four great academies, and a provider of countless talents to the kingdom, its status was naturally special.

In any case, throughout the entire banquet, the little princess had only one job: to repeat, over and over again, “Hello, nice to meet you.”