Chapter 470: Treasure Hunt

Chapter 470: Treasure Hunt

However, as they neared the throng, Rosalind's height betrayed her, obstructing her view of the stage and the unfolding spectacle. Frustration welled within her as she strained to catch glimpses of the action, only to be met with obstructed views and fleeting glances. The source of this content nov(el)bi((n))

Sensing her dismay, Lucas, ever the knight in shining armor, hatched a plan to elevate her perspective. Without a word, he swiftly scooped her up, his strong arms cradling her as he effortlessly lifted her onto his broad shoulders. A gasp of surprise escaped her lips, quickly followed by a delightful giggle that bubbled up from her heart.

Perched atop her newfound vantage point, Rosalind marveled at the advantages that came with being in the company of a tall companion. From her elevated perch, she could now witness the lively performances with ease, soaking in every detail and savoring the electric atmosphere. The crowd's cheers resonated in her ears, magnified by the shared exhilaration coursing through their veins.

Now that she was comfortably sitting on his shoulders she could now see three couples holding a large sea shell on their heads. Each couple has one shell and they are moving around in a race, making sure that they would not drop the shell while holding each other's hand! With every step, couples must navigate a carefully designed course, filled with twists, turns, and obstacles.

The challenge lies in maintaining their balance and preventing the seashell from tumbling to the ground. But here's the catch: they cannot use their hands to steady the seashell. It requires a delicate synchrony of movement, where partners must anticipate and support each other's motions.

Laughter fills the air as couples wobble, sway, and sometimes stumble, trying to keep the seashell from faltering. The cheers of the crowd fuel their determination, as they press on, finding their rhythm amidst the whimsical chaos. Each stumble is met with a smile, as they understand that the true victory lies not in flawless execution but in the bond forged through their joint efforts.

Eager to maintain the momentum, the announcer continued, his voice brimming with excitement. "And now, ladies and gentlemen, let me present to you the illustrious list of prizes for this year's Oceanic Treasure Hunt!" With dramatic flair, he unveiled a dazzling array of rewards.

Among them were luxurious vacations to exotic destinations, complete with first-class accommodations and mesmerizing experiences. The list also included exclusive access to renowned historical sites, coveted artifacts, and even a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to join an archaeological expedition led by renowned explorers.

As the final echoes of the announcer's words faded away, a crescendo of gasps and excited chatter erupted throughout the crowd. The air crackled with anticipation. Rosalind found herself caught up in the infectious energy pulsing around her.

Her brows furrowed slightly, and a tinge of disappointment crept into her expression. Why were the rewards so extraordinarily grand? It seemed almost too good to be true. She couldn't help but wonder if such opulence was necessary for a simple treasure hunt.

However, before her doubt could fully settle, the answer to her unspoken question arrived with stunning swiftness. The announcer's voice, brimming with a mixture of excitement and reverence, sliced through the buzzing atmosphere. "Ladies and gentlemen, for this year's Oceanic Treasure Hunt, we have a surprise in store. Prepare yourselves for an experience so extraordinary, it can only be described as once in a lifetime!"

A hush fell over the crowd as anticipation hung in the air like a delicate mist. All eyes turned toward the entrance of the stage, where the announcer's gaze fixated. A regal air enveloped the space as the audience held their collective breath.

"And now, let us extend a warm welcome to the very first couple who will embark on this magnificent adventure!" The announcer's voice brimmed with reverence and awe. "Please, join me in welcoming His Blessedness Brinley Fleur and Princess Ishmael of Sloryn!"