At night, the tide that should have receded still maintains the same tide as during the day due to the whirlpool. The moon hangs over the bay, like a pale round hole, and the sky is just a riddled hole above the earth and ocean.

Cover. Networm went to bed after dinner. She always goes to bed very early recently and gets tired easily. Lothar knows this

He knew that it was because the life conceived in her belly made it impossible for the female mercenary to provide all her energy and nutrients to herself. This made the count think that his mother must have been in the same situation at that time, but the difference was that as the Countess of Montenegro,

The mother will definitely receive better care during pregnancy than the current Networm. This makes Lothar feel somewhat guilty.

In order not to disturb his sleeping lover, and to alleviate some of the discomfort in his heart, Lothar quietly walked out of the hut and carefully closed the door. However, he did not leave too far from the house. He had to protect the house.

The count sat in front of the house, looked at the undulating sea, and took a deep breath. The situation in Lost Heart Bay has become worse recently.

If the emergence of cannibals before was only the result of the panic of a few people, the situation has changed now. Food and fresh water are already in very short supply, so scarce that the captains are not afraid to make a fuss every time they discuss the allocation of resources.

If they make a big fuss, I'm afraid it won't be too far away when they really draw their swords and fight for the remaining resources.

Even if the captains who control most of the city's resources are like this, the situation in the city of Lost Heart Bay can be imagined. This is not a city of good men and women. In order to prevent themselves from starving to death, bloody battles are fought in the streets and lanes of the city.

It happens every day in the alley. And for those who are forced to a dead end, when they can't even find a mouse, cannibalism will naturally happen.

Not surprising. In just one month, Lothar and the crew of the Black Arrow carried out more than four ghoul extermination operations, and their work has only been reduced in recent days. And that doesn't mean

As the cannibals in the city disappeared, Captain Halfdan realized that losing the sailors in such endless battles would only weaken his strength.

This is true for almost all captains. The United Council has deliberately ignored the deteriorating state of the city for several days, and only focused its energy on obtaining more material distribution. This is not because the captains are selfish, but because they are too busy to take care of themselves.

to deal with those problems. In fact, in the past few days, Lothar had to

Without personally driving away the hungry people and cannibals who were approaching here, he could not allow anyone who might threaten his family to settle nearby. Fortunately, this place is by the sea, on the side of the dock area far away from the city, not far ahead.

Where the crew of the Black Arrow is stationed, there are not many things that have the courage and life to harass the Earl and his family.

Speaking of this, in addition to protecting his family, Lothar has also become the person that Captain Halfdan will follow every time he attends a captain's meeting. The count's force is recognized by all captains, even if he is insidious and belligerent.

The pirates had to admit that the man who called himself Wolf Spider had skills they had never seen before.

Thanks to his status as a captain's guard, Lothar was finally able to get enough fresh water and some food to sustain him and the networms. As for the sources of other food, the count turned his head and glanced at the fishing nets hanging on the beach.

Not many fish can be caught in the shallows, but the occasional catch is better than sitting in vain.

The sound of the waves was like a lullaby sung by nature. At first, Lothar was not used to this sound, but now he could get comfort from the sound of the tide. His body gradually relaxed, and the Earl leaned back against the door of the hut.

Looking at the silver-white beach not far away from the wooden wall, his eyes slowly closed. At this half-dream and half-awake moment, a man from

Lothar's eyes widened instantly as the figure gradually became clearer in the tide! He immediately stood up and picked up the harpoon leaning against the wall. At this time, the Earl began to regret not taking the battle ax out of the room, because he

Through the moonlight, he could clearly see the appearance of the person coming out of the water. It was a sea monster, and it was a sea monster he had seen several times.

"I thought you were dead." Lothar said and walked towards the figure. His right hand was tightly holding the wooden pole of the harpoon. His body that had just relaxed was tensed up again and ready to fight. As long as

If the other party expresses any hostility, the current count will not give his opponent any chance. The reason is very simple. Behind him is his family.

"It seems that my life is harder than you think. Is this what you think? Earthlings." There are many sirens who would use the term "earthlings" to refer to humans, but only the most powerful huntress in the Sharktooth Clan.

Only by speaking can one clearly express the disdain, hatred, fear, curiosity and other complex emotions contained in this title. Yes, Jacquia, in Lothar's mind, this seawoman should be buried in the undersea cave together with her tribe.

The demon was now looking at him with a sarcastic expression.

"By the way, I thought you were dead too. Three spears penetrated your body. I don't remember that your race has the ability to recover from such injuries." The huntress's ankle was hit by the sea water, and her only left left

His eyes turned dark silver in the moonlight, and the scales on his body also

However, what's interesting is that Lothar only heard sarcasm from Jacquia's words, without any hint of surprise. In other words, she knew that the count did not die from the three penetrating wounds. But, how did she know?

Unless...a bad guess appears in Lothar's mind.

"What did you do to Fioni?" The only source of information that the Count could guess was his Siren friend who had been silenced for more than half a year.

"Him?" The huntress's pupil-less eyes turned dim gray due to the angle, "He is with his lover. Just like you. The only difference is that his lover wants him to die. To be precise,

She wants you to die too." Jacquia said and walked onto the beach.

, losing the reflection of the sea water, more details of her body were captured by Lothar. First of all, her right arm. The huntress's entire right arm was missing, replaced by a similar structure made of a large number of shells connected.

The things on his arms and those shells surprised the count.

"Who is she you are talking about? Also, how come you are with the Shell Man? What happened to Fioni?" Fioni told Lothar before leaving that he and the Shell Man would act together, and the woman

The hunter's arm made of shell people made Lothar even more confused about her relationship with the shapeshifter. Of course, he was also confused by Jacquia's lover of Fioni. The word lover is a beautiful word, but when it is connected with death

, the degree of beauty will become questionable.

"A series of questions. Do you really want to get all the answers from me by asking so many questions? But unfortunately, even if I want to tell you, I have many of the same doubts as you. Who really knows the whereabouts of the shapeshifter?

It's not me, it's him." The huntress said, picking off a shell from her right arm with her left hand and throwing it to Lothar. The count quickly caught it because he felt unusually familiar with the pattern and shape of the shell.

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"Crown of Thorns, is that you?"
Chapter completed!