The mermaid race, the aquatic beings who lived in the deep waters, possessed the ancient transcription knowledge.
Their bodies, which were naturally attuned to magical energy, carried the rune codes in their cellular structure.
The knowledge was not in their minds. It was in their flesh. By studying a mermaid's body, by analyzing the magical patterns in their tissue, the rune codes could be extracted.
Of course for him, it was to fuck them to get a 100x boost of whatever their bloodline had.
And the moment his eyes went to the list, he smiled.
"Now that's a hassle," he said. His voice carried the 'this-is-complicated-but-interesting' tone that was also the 'I-will-deal-with-it' promise.
The list, which the trader had brought, contained information about the available demon women. But at the bottom, in a separate note, was a mention. A mermaid. Traces of a mermaid had been found. The location was not a city or a port. It was a ship. A pirate ship.
