Alice put the fish in her hand into the fish tank.
The tiny fish frolicked happily in the tank, completely unaware it had been placed in a fish tank because it couldn't swim to the edge.
Faced with the massive size difference between the two, Alice finally realized the problem, frowning and saying, "This fish tank is too big."
But... it's not really the fish tank's issue...
"It's okay, the fish is quite large," Martina continued to encourage Alice.
"No matter what! It's still the Third Prince of the Sea Race!" Alice decided to regain her pride elsewhere, proudly declaring the fish's lineage.
Martina immediately widened her eyes, inspecting the fish with a scrutinizing gaze.
However, no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't see a shadow of extraordinary bloodline on the fish.
"But how do I see... it's just an ordinary fish?"
Alice pouted stubbornly, "I don't care! It is the Third Prince of the Sea Race; that's what they call it themselves!"
