The water of the Black River is clear and cold, but it looks almost black in the moonlight. The silver-gray sand on the bank of the river shimmered with a small glimmer, and Falbo picked up a clam shell almost the size of half his palm, and threw it far into the river, and his mood suddenly improved.

He didn't know what Gunner was mad about. Normally they hadn't fought, but the punch Gunner had punched him in the stomach was so painful that he almost threw up......

Falbo rubbed his stomach and decided to forgive Gunna magnanimously. Everyone's pressure has been a bit big lately, he is almost sixteen years old, there is no need to be angry about this kind of thing. What's more, he also punched Gunner a few times...... He didn't lose!

The boy easily jumped onto the rocks by the river, crouched down and washed his face in the cold water, and grinned at the reflection in the river in the moonlight, writhing at the corners of his cracked lips.

A gray-white thing floated silently up from the bottom of the river, and Falbo lowered his head curiously, if it was a fish, maybe he could catch it and roast it......

When he could tell what it was, an indescribable fear rushed over his head from the bottom of his heart, and Falbor even screamed in his throat.

It was a dead man's face, white and swollen, no longer soaking in the river for an unknown amount of time, rotting flesh detached from the bones, floating in the water like rags, eyes just two black holes, and a strange smile on the lips that had lost their lips.

Falbo knew he should jump up and run away. The body did not obey the call at all, just stared blankly at the face, and a fleshy hand stretched out of the water. It was only when they pulled him into the river that he let out a short exclamation.

The sound drifted across the river, and it didn't reach far at all.

The black river was extremely deep, and the icy water instantly submerged the frightened boy, and the instinct of survival allowed him to finally control his limbs, and he struggled desperately, but the hand that held him was so powerful. Tightly chained to his ankles, he couldn't break free no matter how much he kicked and punched.

The throat began to spasm during the suffocation. He opened his mouth involuntarily, unable to stop the river from pouring in from his mouth and nose. He looked up in despair, with only the shattered moonlight above him...... and a black shadow that swooped down.

Someone jumped into the river, and strong arms hugged his upper body from behind. Drag towards the river. Falbo was almost unconscious, just instinctively kicking his legs, he could still feel the cold, stiff fingers, stubbornly trying to pull him deep to the bottom of the river.

For a moment, his head seemed to be out of the water, but before he could even breathe, he was quickly ripped off again, and he could vaguely hear the rescuer desperately shouting "Help!!" before sinking to the bottom with him!

- Gunner's voice.

After that, the whole world suddenly fell silent, consciousness drifted away, and the deep river and impending death seemed to be nothing to fear. Falbo spread out his limbs. Let them float lazily in the water.

A huge black shadow swam past the bottom of the river, flicking its long tail and rushing towards the brothers.

Four or five hands grabbed Gunnar's collar, arms, and even hair. Finally, he was dragged ashore with Falbo, who was holding him tightly to his chest. Gunner rolled his eyes, coughed violently and threw up to the side, but Falbo slumped there motionless with his eyes closed.

People turned Falbo over and over in an attempt to get him to spit out the water, but someone suddenly exclaimed, "What's that?!"

Suddenly, a black fin like a sail appeared on the surface of the river. It disappeared again in the exclamations of the people, and the river rolled up a black whirlpool. It took a while to fade away.

Recovering from his shock, Gunner slammed Falbo on the back in a panic and rudeness, and even put his finger in Falbo's mouth, trying to make him vomit, but it seemed to be useless.

Someone pulled his hand away and said angrily, "Do you want him to die faster?!"

The knight in full armor half-knelt on the ground, pulled off the chain mail from his hand, and pressed hard under Falbo's chin, as if whispering something. Falbo's limbs twitched violently, and he opened his eyes with a choked cough, staring blankly at the crowd in front of him.

Relieved, the people began to ask curiously how Falbo had fallen into the water, and they seemed to think that it was probably the "monster" that had suddenly appeared and disappeared in the river.

"What the hell is that? A water monster? Do you see what it looks like?"

"Don't you see? The one just below him is white!

"Is that a fish? or a dragon? That's big!!"

"Guess how big its mouth is?......"

"Hey, get out of the way and let him catch his breath!!" Gunner waved his arms dissatisfiedly, holding his brother in his arms, who was still in a trance, but the effect was far less than a stern question from outside the crowd, "What are you all doing here?"

Ethan Crofeller's voice.

Almost all of the people who rushed to save people were from the Croiffler family, so it was natural to make way for Ethan.

Ethan frowned at the soaking brothers, and then at the knight who was crouching to the side, still not even taking off his helmet.

“...... Where's Borena?" he asked.

The knight was stunned for a moment, looking around, and uneasiness and annoyance appeared in his light blue eyes: "He came with me...... He just jumped into the water! No one saw him?!"

The few people who had just jumped into the water looked at each other blankly, and in the confusion, no one seemed to find out when Borena disappeared.

“...... Perhaps, by the water monster...... Eat?" someone said hesitantly.

Ethan's face suddenly darkened darker than the night. Before he could speak, the black water stirred again, and something huge seemed to be churning in the river, and the waves rushed up to the banks, and the people cried out to retreat so as not to be swept into the river. More and more people got out of their tents, left the camp, and gathered by the river, staring at the boiling water in fear and fear.

Iss grabbed the fin, but the slippery thing couldn't catch it, and instead made the brainless fish flutter even more happily. The mud and sand at the bottom of the river were stirred up, and his vision was cloudy, and his movements under the water were not very agile in the first place, and after a little distraction, he was slapped firmly by the huge fishtail.

With a suffocation of breath, Isis inevitably became irritated. He's tasked with staring at the undead in the water, not wrestling with a ridiculously large Thunderfish!

It didn't take long for him to dive into the water and he spotted the big guy lounging leisurely at the bottom of the river. Falbor was similarly alarmed when he was dragged into the water and struggled desperately, but it also seemed to know that the shore was more lively than usual, and did not immediately swim to the surface, but only lingered underwater. Iss watched the other man jump into the river, and watched them all dragged to the bottom of the water by an almost rotten undead, and seemed to have no power to resist, so he had to swim out of his hiding place, ready to help them.

Almost at the same time, more people jumped into the river, including Borenna, who was not sure to live or die...... And the fish just couldn't hold back at this time and rushed towards the water.

It was surprisingly fast. If he hadn't grabbed the fish's tail and dragged it for a moment, the few people on the surface would probably have fallen into its terrible mouth.

As he prepares to keep up with Borena, who has been dragged away by the undead, the prunifish, who has lost his mouthful of food, refuses to let him go.

Avoiding the fang-covered mouth, Iss really wanted to roar...... But Long Wei may not be of much use to a fish in the water, and besides, he can't roar out in the water.

If he turns into a dragon, the fish will be nothing more than a big meal for him, but he can't risk being discovered, so he can only suppress his anger and find a way to deal with it quickly. He can hold his breath in the water much longer than a human, but he still has to breathe...... He knew he would run into this kind of trouble, and he should have learned the spell of breathing in water first.

He didn't have any weapons with him. Realizing that human hands were of little use against a huge, powerful, and slippery fish, he ripped off the amulet from his chest. It was made for him by Ingris, and it was able to suppress his strength a little, so that he would not lose control of his emotions when he was agitated, such as his eyes changed color.

Showing his sharp claws, Iss did not hesitate to tear the fin that had just slipped out of his hand, and only then did he feel a little relieved. The injured fin caused the fish to start scurrying wildly, and Iss could barely open his eyes, only to temporarily retreat to avoid the powerful and chaotic current.

A metallic glow flashed in the corner of his eye, and a long sword that had fallen into the river happened to be swept near him, and without thinking, he reached out and grabbed it, slid sideways as the fish rushed towards him, drew his long sword and pulled several long wounds on the fish, and found an opportunity to stab straight into the middle and back of the huge fish's head.

A sword was stuck in its head, and the fish fluttered several times before it began to quiet down.

A spear dragging a rope was thrown into the water, piercing the Thunderfish's thick body with precision, and Iss couldn't help but pout—isn't it too late to do it?

But at the same time, he suddenly realized...... He screwed up.

His mission is not to kill fish!

Trying to keep his eyes open in the clearing water, Borena's figure had long since disappeared as he was dragged away by the undead. Isis didn't even know if he was dead or alive when he was taken away......

More spears were thrown at the motionless Thunderfish, and from the noise of the river piercing, a familiar voice seemed to suddenly reach his ears.

Iss jerked his head up—but he couldn't see clearly, the waves of the water disrupting his vision.

Probably discovering that the thunderfish was dead, many people jumped into the water and pushed the huge dead fish up the river, so Iss had to dive to the bottom of the river, and swim in frustration in the direction where he had last seen Borena, hoping that the elf staring at the other man would not be as unlucky as he was.

(To be continued)