"With so many messy tools, why don't you bring an extra oar, stupid!"

Ellie meowed, staggering over to bite Loria. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Are you blaming me? How do I know the oars will fall into the water! ”

Loria certainly wouldn't let Elie Meow bite, and she threw Elie Meow back in place.

"It's your fault! Now we're literally stuck on the lake! Go down and push the boat! ”

"Is this the tone in which you should speak to the captain?"

"You've been removed, and the current captain is me!"

"Whew! What the! When did it happen! ”

"Right now, right now, right now! The revolution is complete, former captain! ”

……

Of course, Loria can't really go into the water to push the boat, and Elie Meow is just talking angry - she is also worried that Loria will be dragged away by the big yellow cat in the water.

"At least we know the location and direction."

Loria comforted herself, looking at the compass and the map, trying to figure out where they would drift next.

Lake Lordanmere is controlled by three nations, the western, northern, and central areas of the lake belong to the kingdom of Lordaeron, including the largest islands, and the southern nearshore area is under the control of Dalaran, who has seven islands in this lake area, the northernmost of which is the mysterious island where Loria and Elie Meow live.

In addition to the above, the narrow strip to the east of the lake belongs to the kingdom of Alterac, and the summer winds blowing from the endless sea are slowly pushing Loria's boat towards the lake.

"You see, we're here, and we're heading here, and we'll be here in a few days...... Landing on the west side of the kingdom of Alterac. ”

Loria pointed to the map and explained to Elie Meow, but the latter looked skeptical, "Really? How do you know that the wind direction will stay the same all the time? ”

In the heart of Emethew's first mate, the professional skill level of Captain Pink is already very questionable.

"Of course it's the monsoon, don't you notice that the wind keeps blowing in the same direction?"

Loria rolled her eyes, "Don't question the power of nature. ”

Before humans arrived, before forest trolls lived here, before anyone knew about it, the monsoon came...... It comes every year, and this year is no exception.

The lake was as calm as ever, with only the microwave rippling, as if yesterday's storm had never existed, and Loria was initially concerned about the change in the direction of the wind, but the constant breeze and gently rocking boat finally brought her to sleep.

……

Xiao Luo, Xiao Luo......

Loria is gently pat awakened by Elie Meow, she notices that it is getting late, and when she sees Elie Meow's nervous expression, she realizes that something is wrong around her.

The silky weapon fluttered around slowly, and even with Loria's eyesight, it was difficult to see the surface of the water a meter or two away, and she looked up at the night sky, and could barely detect the faint light of the moon, but could not find where its body was.

They drifted to the fog zone, the perennial fog of the eastern part of Lake Lordamere, and it was thanks to this fog that the humans who fled here after a few years were saved from being hunted by the undead.

"Don't be nervous, it's just some fog, the direction we're going hasn't changed." Loria picked up the map and looked at it, even she couldn't see what was close at hand in such weather, she squinted her eyes for a long time to estimate the approximate location, "We'll be out of the fog at noon tomorrow, and we'll be back to shore soon after." ”

Elie Meow nodded obediently, and at this time she didn't care about the accuracy of Loria's words - she just wanted everything to be as Loria said.

Far from the earth, almost deprived of sight, surrounded by a black mist, it's hard not to be nervous.

"Xiao Luo, did you hear that? Xiao Luo? ”

Ellie Meow leaned close to Loria, grabbed her little vest tightly, and said in a low voice, "I seem to hear someone talking." ”

As soon as Loria tried to comfort Elie Meow that it was nothing more than a voice of her imagination, she heard it herself—a sound that sounded in her ears, as if someone was whispering to them from a distance, and when she listened carefully, it disappeared, and when she thought she was hallucinating, it reappeared.

The voice whispered and whispered, unable to make out what was being said, but her instinct told her that there was a lot of malice in it.

"The Fog of No Return ......"

Loria whispered to herself, and as she said the word, the voices that seemed real and real in the mist burst out laughing.

"That'...... What's that......"

Elie Meow clearly heard Loria's self-talk, and she hugged Loria tightly, her voice full of fear.

"It's nothing, it's just a story of some weak, shady coward hiding in the fog and being complacent."

Loria patted Elie Meow's head and said, and as soon as she finished speaking, the voices that had been vague became clear, and they were roaring...... Loria had heard the legend from the fishermen of the island that the eastern shore of Lake Lordamere was shrouded in fog all year round, and it was naturally prone to accidents, and the souls that had died in the fog for thousands of years could not rest in peace, and they gathered together and hid in the deepest part of the sun-kissed lake during the day, and when night came, they would float to the surface of the lake, blend in with the surrounding fog, and trap the living who accidentally approached them...... Until the living man became one of them.

Etua was scared enough that she didn't need to tell her the story of the original.

As if enraged by Loria, the voices grew clearer, closer, and louder.

"Come, you cowards!"

Loria stood up from the cabin and shouted to the surroundings, "Show me what you are, and show me what you are capable of provoking me!" ”

An ice spike appeared in her hand, a blue-blue magical glow that illuminated the small circle of space around her.

What kind of undead she had never seen before? Even those huge bone dragons flying in the air could not make her afraid, let alone these weak resentful spirits hiding in the mist.

I don't know if it was because of Loria's momentum or the magic ice spike in her hand, the voices that had been approaching began to retreat, and when they reverted to the original murmur, they suddenly burst into laughter.

The wind stopped, and the boat stopped moving forward, and began to spin in place, and gradually, even the spinning stopped, as if it were on absolutely still water, and never moved again.

In several versions of the legend Loria had heard, there were never instances of the Mists of No Return hurting people - they just trapped people and watched them die in laughter. (To be continued.) )