Countdown to Soul Eclipse Night: Two days

Sivir stood on the deck, watching the bow of the ship rush out of Bilgewater Bay against the sea breeze, and make a white wave on the sea, and finally came to the vast and boundless Sea of the Watcher.

Now she's here, thanks to the kind-hearted Tam.

Because of his help, Sivir left Bilgewater in time, and by the way bought several boxes of leather and dry goods, which filled half of the cargo hold, which were sold well in Shurima, and were sure to make a fortune.

"Finally got out of this goddamn place."

Bilgewater has a bad impression of Sivir, and it's not pleasing to the eye, but there's another area that can be considered a real ghost place.

Isle of Shadows!

The direction of the bow of the ship was facing the Shadow Isle to the southeast, the source of Sivir's unease.

But now that the sea is calm, who would have thought that the dark fog would completely cover the sea the next night?

"Turn the rudder right, the sails are full!" Sivir gave the order, and the sailors on standby left to get busy, and soon she saw white sails hanging from the masts, and the pirate sails that had been torn had been replaced.

"Set sail, set sail!"

Everybody has a job to do, except for something that doesn't have long eyes.

"Captain, we're out of Bilgewater now, it's time to pay taxes."

A sailor plucked up his courage and approached Sivir in fear.

They had seen the captain's methods, and the last time he saw that the captain did not understand the market, the sailor with the lion's mouth wide open had been thrown into the sea to feed the fish.

"Paying taxes? I didn't pass through the port, and I didn't go ashore, what tax did I pay? Do you really think I don't understand anything? ”

These sailors were in front of the trouble, and Sivir did not give them a good face, and his voice was as high as an angry wave.

Suddenly looking back, his eyes were cold, if this sailor couldn't say any reasonable reason, I'm afraid there would be no good end.

"Tithing, it's a tradition in Bilgewater, where every ship that goes out to sea drops a coin into the sea to ask the bearded lady to bless her on a safe journey."

In the face of Sivir's questioning, the sailor broke out in a cold sweat, as if he had swam in the sea with a shark, and he was soaking wet.

"I don't owe anything to Lady Beard, why should I give it money?" Sivir thought for a moment and refused.

Sivir still had some money, but she didn't think of following the tradition when she thought of what Tammu had said, and it seemed to her that it was literally throwing money into the sea, and she was about to leave here anyway.

Since Sivir did not have a trustworthy person on the ship, there was no position such as a first officer, and she had the absolute right to speak on this ship.

If anyone disobeys, die!

The sailor did nothing wrong, picked up a life, and returned to his post in a huff, telling the men the news that he had failed to persuade the captain to pay the tithes.

The eerie atmosphere began to spread on the ship.

"It's the first time I've seen a captain who doesn't pay tithes, what happens if he doesn't pay taxes?" A sailor asked.

"Tithes, you know? Everyone knows - if you don't pay tithes, the sea is boiling and the mountains are shaking! It is rumored that the ship that does not pay tithes will encounter huge waves, will run aground, will encounter sea monsters, anyway, in the end the ship will be destroyed and people will die. ”

"Alarmist, aren't these things you are talking about that you may encounter when going to sea?"

"And what if it's a big guy in a wetsuit who drags your boat overboard?"

"Notilus, you say? He's just a teleporter, and I won't believe it if I haven't seen it with my own eyes. Cut, how can a human be so strong. ”

"Don't believe me? Did your former captain tithes in front of you? ”

"Yes! He handed it in every time. ”

"Then you have it, it's better to believe it than to believe it. If you want me to say, let's talk to the captain about this again? ”

"Don't do it, if you want to say it, I still want my life, I finally found a boat to go to sea at this time, I lost all the houses a few days ago, and I'm afraid I won't be able to survive if I don't leave Bilgewater."

The whispers of the sailors in the cabin were like rats, which would not be heard by Sivir.

As the sailboat sailed away from Bilgewater, the air no longer stinking, and Sivir asked at the gentle sea breeze caressing his cheeks:

"I don't know what Jeno is doing, I left like this, will he blame me?"