After clearing his thoughts, Duke stood up, deciding to first meet Yala to understand the more detailed situation on the deserted island recently, and also to see if the Wood Elves have any new discoveries or needs in the cultivation of magic potions and ecological improvements.
He leisurely walked out of the castle towards the vibrant magic potion field in the distance. Sunlight spilled over the gradually lush deserted island, and the sea breeze brought with it the salty moisture and the fresh scent of grass and trees.
Duke walked through the neatly planned magic potion field, but did not see Yala's figure.
His heart thought stirred slightly, and his Spiritual Power swept gently like invisible ripples over the nearby area, immediately turning towards the reef area on the other side of the island, near the coast.
