The lights in the cabin were half extinguished, and in the dim light Naria stumbled forward, occasionally a sailor or two stumbling past her, and roaring impatiently with an incomprehensible expression, except for the short-legged Cosmo, the ship's daily cheerful cook, who stopped and bowed deeply to her as if he were acting.

"Don't worry, miss. He was still smiling and cheerful, "The Mouthy Jayne will never sink - rest assured to the lads on board!"

Naria could only smile at him, "Did you see my companions?"

"No, miss, they're probably still in their room, and you'd better stay with them. Don't worry, don't worry!"

He comforted her as he hurried away.

Naria shook her head and continued on, and although the boat was still rocking violently, she suddenly seemed to be less nervous.

Another figure ran towards her, and Narya instinctively ducked to the side to avoid colliding, but the other man stopped a step away from her.

"It's you...... Where's that paladin?" Sesyana's lingua franca franca with an elven accent rang out in the darkness.

Naria casually pointed behind her, "On deck...... What are you looking for him?"

"The big guy hit his head and we couldn't wake him up. Narya's brief answer startled Naria, who had always felt that Akhan's skull was as hard as a hammer, and that it shouldn't have been his head if it was broken wherever it hit......

"Where is he?" she asked anxiously.

At the door of the storeroom, Rosa looked at him. Sesyana replied. Nodding at her, he ran to the deck, both speed and balance made Narya envious.

Another jolt forced her to cling to the wet planks. It will take a while to move forward.

Even when he lay on the ground, Akan's huge body was still unusually conspicuous, and Rosa knelt on the ground, resting the big man's head on her lap, trying to keep it steady.

If Narya still had any mustard in her heart for this female warrior who had chased and killed Is, it would have disappeared at this moment because of this scene.

Rosa looked up and smiled wryly as she motioned to look at the wooden beams overhead.

"I think he hit it. She said.

The wooden beams that support the frame are strong and resilient. There was a spot on it that was not only completely broken, but also left a visible blood stain.

Naria shook her head incredulously and fell to her knees. Cautiously examining the wound on Akan's head. Between the short blood-soaked hair, the cracked skull had a glimmer of white light, which frightened her hand to shrink, and after a while, she trembled and probed Akhan's breathing.

The big man's breath was a little rapid. But it's still powerful.

"He's strong. It's going to be fine. Rosa comforted her.

Although Fili told them to leave the cabin as soon as possible, in this case, not to mention whether Akan could move from his injuries...... There was no way she and Rosa could drag him down.

The hull of the ship made a series of sounds that seemed to be about to fall apart, as if it had forcibly turned around in the water. Naria grabbed whatever she could hold onto, barely able to keep her balance and not press all over Akhan.

Her heart pounded uncontrollably, and Naria pressed her hand to her chest, a little annoyed by her fear. The silver bird was pinned to her breast...... She almost wanted to call out to Is. But he hesitated, unsure if the situation was really that bad. If Isis is doing something important. She'd better not get him in trouble......

"My old man told me about storms at sea......," Rosa's voice sounded softly, "the Mouthy Jayne has been out to sea, and the storms on the river may be nothing to the captains and sailors compared to the waves that are taller than the three-storied towers of Ston Butch. ”

Naria gradually calmed down and nodded silently, suddenly feeling that the feeling of loneliness the previous few days was completely self-inflicted. Those hours spent in sullen and cranky thinking could be used to meet new people!

She simply sat down and asked curiously, "Is your 'old man' also a sailor?"

"Almost. Rosa chuckled, "If pirates were sailors......"

"Pirates?" Naria's eyes widened in surprise, a little excited.

"That was a long time ago. Rosa said lightly, "He's just a minion...... While fighting with another group of pirates, he was injured and fell off the ship, and floated for a long time holding a barrel, but Norway rescued him...... He wasn't a good citizen after that—"

The story of the Latus family ends with a bang.

The Mouthy Jayne seemed to have hit something, and a violent vibration spread from the bow to the entire hull, and Nalya and Rosa leaned down at the same time, holding Akan down.

The hull trembled with difficulty and moved forward for a while, and suddenly stopped, although it was still shaking, but it was obviously much less, and it no longer rose and fell.

Narya raised her voice, listening in disbelief—was that a delusion? She seemed to hear cheers......

“...... I think we're on the shore. Rosa said.

Norway dragged Tess through the narrow passage of the ship.

Tess was already quite agile among humans, but still inferior to the gifted elves, and the hull of the ship was constantly shaking, up and down, making it very difficult to walk normally, let alone run wildly.

Across the planks, the roar of the wind and waves outside the ship reminded Tess of the roar of the ice dragon - if only the dragon were here now, it could take them away from all danger...... Speaking of which, she hadn't even ridden a dragon yet! it wouldn't be worth dying here......

She tripped a few times in the darkness, and then her whole body suddenly rose into the air - Norway simply picked her up and continued to run.

Tess snorted unhappily, but didn't resist.

She couldn't see the shadows in the darkness...... But she could feel the shadowy, cold killing intent, which still stirred up layers of shivers on her skin.

The last time she ran for her life, she was more worried about whether she would be strangled by Akan's strong arms, but she didn't realize so clearly what a terrible opponent they were facing. Sometimes she even felt that the other party had no breath of a living person at all, like an undead...... No, the undead still have at least the breath of "death", but they are only shadows in the darkness.

Immortal, a shadow more terrifying than the undead.

Several times she thought they had caught up, but she deliberately slowed down, like a cat teasing a mouse......

Norvi had warned her early in the morning that the ship might not be safe. She also thought she was ready for any danger, but surrounded by two shadow dancers, even if Norway took most of the attack, she didn't have the slightest power to fight back.

After the age of twelve, she had never felt so weak and useless, full of fear.

She couldn't even see any of their moves, she just instinctively resisted desperately. And Xiao Mo ...... After having his tail cut off, the little mongoose screamed and fled, and has not been seen since.

She certainly doesn't blame it...... She only hoped it would survive safely. Even if she only had half a tail left, she would never dislike it......

If only she had a chance to live.

There was a faint light in front of her, the wind and rain became louder, and the cold air took away the suffocating dullness of the cabin, and lifted Tess's spirits.

Turning a corner, the miserable white electric light illuminated everything in an instant. Norvi paused, then sprang forward—not far in front of them, a body lay on the ground, half still in the cabin, half stuck under the hatch. Rain and river water poured in from outside the hatch that could not be closed, and the body of the half-submerged elf swayed with the hull of the ship unconsciously, not knowing whether it was dead or alive.

Tess could almost feel Norvi's heart almost stop for a moment, and then start beating wildly again. She broke free from Norvi's arms without a sound, gripped her dagger, and shrunk to the hatch, her back against the wall, staring warily into the darkness behind her, allowing Norway to lean over to probe the mostly dead elf.

Norway quickly straightened up, his eyes burning with rage almost black.

He looked so terrible - it made Tess feel terrible.

Once again, the hull of the ship was thrown high by the waves, and Tess was almost thrown out of the hatch, but Norway pulled her back into his arms, took another look at the body that was stuck under the hatch and could not move, gritted his teeth, and dragged Tess across the corpse and escaped from the cabin.

When they were in the cabin, they already felt that the whole world was being turned upside down in a frenzy, and now they were exposed to the sky, and they felt as if they were in the end of the world. They had seen deadly blizzards on the ice field, but at least the ground beneath their feet was solid and reliable, and now they were on the widest stretch of the Vinz River, where the undulating waves obscured their vision, and no matter which direction they went, there seemed to be no end in sight, and under the dark purple gloomy sky, only a black curtain of rain connected with the black water, roaring fiercely and turbulently. And the small wooden boat they were in seemed to be about to capsize at any moment, or easily smashed by the raging waves.

Novi also seemed at a loss for a moment. No matter how fearless a warrior is, he is vulnerable in the face of such a catastrophe.

Tess shivered in his arms, not knowing if it was because of fear or cold. Out of the corner of their eye, the mouthy Jayne that Naria and the others were riding flashed from the crest of the waves, and then disappeared in an instant.

Her eyes widened in worry, searching for the shadow of the ship. Despite her own preoccupation at the moment, she hoped that at least Narya and them would be safe......

"Tess!"

Norway hugged her tightly and whispered in her ear, "Trust me?"

“...... Don't ask such stupid questions!"

The girl yelled back angrily.

(To be continued......)