Chapter 25 Bex's Letter_3

"Mr. Bekes, do you not plan to leave that sea territory?" Hill asked, somewhat puzzled.

"Every Magical Beast has its own territory," Bekes said, somewhat annoyed. "I'm still just a little turtle. Entering the Deep Sea, I either have to take refuge with a senior member of my tribe or shrink in a small place, unable to move at all.

In the shallow sea, my territory hasn't even reached Cortez yet!"

"What about that octopus from a while back?"

"The territories in the sea are different: the shores are mine, a bit deeper, the upper layer is mine, the lower layer is his.

He was too stupid; I thought being neighbours for many years, I could persuade him to be honest, but he insisted that I wanted it all for myself."

Hill could only smile helplessly.

"This conch shell can only communicate for half an hour at a time. I'll keep it short.

Hill, can you think of a way to stop the Undead Tribe from harassing me?"