The seasoned priest gave careful instructions, and Bosson listened attentively.
He initially thought it was just another decorative piece like Shell Beads, only to discover it was something that could provide early warnings; this was truly precious.
"These conch shells are very valuable; the longer their sea creatures live, the farther the sound travels when blown. In our Tortoise Tribe, we have three conch shells older than five hundred years, and this is one of them. Captain Bosson must take good care of it."
Zhuangzhuang explained the value of the conch shell with a smile.
Bosson nodded earnestly: "Are there any special requirements for storing this conch shell?"
The old priest stroked his beard: "It is best kept submerged in water."
Bosson turned and gave a few instructions to an Orc behind him, who then left.
Soon after, the Orc returned, carefully holding something smooth and round.