When a person is overly hungry, he cannot eat a large amount at once. Lothar had forgotten who had taught him this, whether it was his own father, or the kings who cared for him, or the knights who served as his instructors. But in short, he still remembers this truth. So, in spite of his hunger, the Count consciously controlled his eating, eating only a fist-sized amount of bread and drinking some red wine, or a liquid similar to red wine, which tasted so bad that Lothar would not have touched it if it had not been for no other source of fresh water. Still, for a man who not so long ago was under the double threat of suffocation and thirst, these things were enough.

"Aren't you going to eat it? I thought you could eat all of this food for your size. Fioni looked at Lothar who had stopped, a little puzzled, he had observed the humans, and even peeked at the crowds of people who were having fun in the taverns under the dark shallows of Heartless Bay. In his understanding, humans are always eating, they don't eat for days at a time like the Kraken and other creatures in the ocean, humans are always eating and drinking, when they are happy, when they are sad, which made Fioni think that humans are actually very fragile creatures.

But the truth is that he is wrong, humans are not fragile, they are just too unconscious and always make themselves think that they are vulnerable. An example of this is the human who is now sitting in front of him, and he says that his name is Lothar, which may be a real name or a pseudonym. But it doesn't matter, the Kraken doesn't know individuals by name. And this self-proclaimed Lothar individual, Fioni saw in him a tenacity that is no less than that of turtles that have lived for a long time. A person with this kind of bearing will not be vulnerable. And the race that can give birth to such an individual must not be.

"There's no need for that, and besides, I have companions to take care of, and they'll need more food and water when they wake up than I do. The knight smiled and shook his head, and said to Fioni as if he had thought of something, "Why did you call witches travelers? I know they travel to many places, but this should be different from what you call traveling. ”

So the Kraken sat down as well, and it was evident that he didn't often sit on the ground on land, so he even turned his head to observe Lothar's posture as he squatted. "It's not your fault, the species that know where travelers come from are rare on land, and they don't like to talk about their origins. Even a lot of young travelers, like your two companions, are likely completely ignorant of the matter. However, the changes in the sea are much slower than on the land, and many things that were forgotten under the sky are still remembered in the sea. ”

Fioni wanted to continue, but at this moment, the Siren's eyes were drawn to something on the surface of the sea, and he immediately stood up and stretched out his hand to signal Lothar to be careful, "You'd better hide below deck now." They are from the Sharktooth Tribe, and they don't have a contract with the Traveler, so most of them don't do it with kindness. ”

The Count also vaguely saw a few black spots on the surface of the sea, but human vision made him unsure of what they were. However, Fioni had already earned a respect in Lothar's heart with his words and deeds, and he did not hesitate to get up at once, grab the wooden box containing the food and jump back into the hole below deck. But then he suddenly realized that if he hid, then Fioni would have to face the sharktooth tribe in his mouth alone, would this bring any danger?"

The Kraken folded his hands behind his back, he seemed accustomed to doing so, and showed the same calm expression as when they first met, "Don't worry about me, Lothar. I'm a tribeless, and according to Kraken tradition, they won't do anything to me. But if they find out you can't be guaranteed, now you'd better hide quickly and don't let your companions make a noise if they wake up. ”

The Count didn't know what Fioni's so-called Siren tradition was, but he chose to trust the friend he had just met. The knight secretly said good luck and jumped back into the cabin, leaving the Kraken alone on the deck and leisurely watching the black dots in the distance gradually enlarge and reveal triangular fins. There are two types of fins, one that is real shark and the other that resembles the one that Fioni wore on his back.

When sharks approach you, there's no point in running away without a plan, they can be tracked to great distances by the smell of blood. Therefore, when facing sharks, you should be calm and use the limited time to plan the best way to retreat, those narrow gaps, or temporary hiding places, these are the keys that can really make a difference. Fioni's mind came to the words that had been given to him by the elders of his tribe when he was a child, and from his own experience, it seemed to be the case.

"Poof!" the fins approached rapidly, and when they were about thirty meters away from the Damned Lady, the sound of breaking waves suddenly erupted, and a figure as good as Fioni jumped out of the water and stepped firmly on the back of a shark twice the size of its kind. Of course, the person who came was also a kraken, but compared to Fioni's appearance, the scales on the kraken of the sharktooth tribe were deeper, and in some places there was dark red flesh that was not protected by scales, which was the mark of a serious injury. The leader wore a belt made of various bones around his waist, the largest of which was a shark tooth, but the others were from a variety of other creatures, including human phalanges and teeth.

"Fioni, shapeshifter. "The language of the Kraken cannot be used in the air, so the Kraken on the back of a shark uses the language of a human. It's just that it's much more jerky than Fioni, and it's obviously not skilled. Interestingly, judging from the pitch and the subtle differences in the lines of the warrior's body, it is a female kraken.

"Jaquia, noble hunter. It's an honor to meet you here. Fioni had his hands behind his back, and there was no air etiquette between the Krakens, so they just used words to show their respect for each other. It's just that whether the female siren, known as Jaquia, respects Fioni or not.

As soon as she raised her hand, the long-handled weapon in her hand was aimed at her fellow people standing on the deck. This weapon was not made by humans, but was made from fish bones, shells, and minerals from the bottom of the sea, and was a symbol of status among the Krakens, "You are here. Why?"

Fioni gestured calmly to the hull of the ship beneath his feet and the wreckage floating on the surface of the sea around him, "As you can see, I'm searching for human objects to get to know them better. And why are you here? As far as I know, the Sharktooth Tribe doesn't have a good relationship with the city's administrators, does it?"

"Now, here, belongs to the sea. Jaquia said coldly, lowering her weapon slightly downward, "Shark Tooth, here for the hunt." "This makes sense, the Sharktooth Tribe has always hated humans, and it makes sense that they would take advantage of this opportunity to raid Lost Heart Bay. But Fioni still noticed that her compatriot didn't seem to be telling the truth, the team she led had fifteen warriors and an equal number of sharks, this was not the force that should be equipped to kill the overboard, it was too large.

However, it is not good to show too much curiosity here, and Fioni nodded slightly without revealing himself, "Then I wish you and your people prosperity in martial arts." And I'm going to continue to study these human things, I don't think you're going to be interested in them, are you? That's not the way shark teeth have always been. ”

The huntress stared at Fioni for a few seconds, then lowered her weapon in some confusion. Her muscles tensed in the air, and Fioni wasn't sure if it was because the other party wasn't used to the waterless environment or something else. But in short, Fioni, as a tribal man, has knowledge that makes him worthy of everyone's respect, and Jaquia will not offend this person for his clan even if he doesn't like him, who knows when his knowledge will come in handy?" But you'd better be careful not to let the humans take you as a pet. With a somewhat mocking tone, Jaquia and her team quickly left the place.

Meanwhile, beneath the cabin of the Damned Lady, Peg is awakened by a nightmare, breathing heavily, her eyes wide open. "The Black Tower! The Black Tower has been attacked!"