At night, the tide that should have receded remained the same tide as during the day because of the whirlpool, and the moon hung over the bay like a pale round hole, and the canopy of heaven was only a shrouded shroud over the earth and the sea. The networm fell asleep after dinner, and she has been sleeping early lately and gets tired easily. Lothar knew very well that it was because the life in her womb prevented the mercenary from supplying herself with all her energy and nourishment. This made the Count think that his mother should have been in this situation at the time, and the difference was that the mother, as the Countess of Montenegro, would certainly be better cared for during pregnancy than the current webworm. This made Lothar feel a little guilty.

In order not to disturb her lover who was asleep, and in order to alleviate some of the discomfort in her heart, Lothar walked out of the hut lightly and carefully closed the door. However, he didn't go too far from the house, and he had to protect the people in the house. The Count sat in front of the house, looked at the undulating sea, and took a deep breath. Recently, the situation has been even worse in Heartless Bay. If the appearance of cannibals was only the result of the panic of a few people, now the situation has changed. Food and fresh water are already so scarce that the captains are already making a big fuss every time they discuss the allocation of resources, and I am afraid that it will not be too far from the time when they actually draw their swords and fight for the remaining resources.

The captains who control most of the city's resources are still like this, and the situation in Heartless Bay can be imagined, this is not a city of good men and women, in order not to starve to death, bloody battles are happening every day in the streets and alleys of the city. And those who have been cornered, when they can't even find mice, cannibalism is naturally not surprising. In just one month, the crews of Lothar and the Black Arrow carried out more than four operations to extinguish ghouls, and it was only in the last few days that their work had been reduced. And that didn't mean that the cannibals in the city were gone, but Captain Havedan realized that destroying the sailors in such endless battles would only weaken his power.

This is true of almost all captains. For several days now, the Union Council has deliberately ignored the deteriorating state of affairs in the city, focusing only on fighting for more distribution. It's not because the captains are selfish, it's just that they can't afford to deal with those problems. In fact, for a few days, Lothar had to personally drive away the hungry and cannibals who were close to him, and he couldn't let anyone who might threaten his family settle in the neighborhood. Fortunately, it was by the sea, on the side of the docks that was relatively far from the city, and not far in front of it was the station of the crew of the Black Arrow, and there were not many things that would have the courage and life to harass the Count and his family.

Speaking of which, in addition to protecting his family, Lothar has also become the person that Captain Hafdan will always follow every time he attends the captains' meeting, and the Count's force is affirmed by all the captains, even the sinister and belligerent pirates have to admit that this man who calls himself a tarantula has skills they have never seen. Thanks to the captain's bodyguard, Lothar was able to get enough fresh water and a little food to sustain him and the networms. As for the other sources of food, the Count turned his head to look at the nets hanging on the beach, and although he could not catch a few fish in the shallows, it was better to have an occasional catch than to sit back and eat.

The sound of the waves, like a lullaby sung by nature, was unaccustomed to Lothar at first, but now he could find solace in the sound of the tides. Gradually relaxed, the Count leaned back against the wooden wall of the hut and looked at the silver sand not far away, his eyes slowly closed. At this moment, half asleep, a figure that gradually became clear from the tide made Lothar's eyes open instantly! He immediately stood up, and picked up the harpoon leaning against the wall in his hand. By this time the Count began to regret not taking the tomahawk out of the room, for he had seen by the light of the moon the appearance of the man who had come out of the water. The Kraken, and a Kraken he'd seen a few times.

"I thought you were dead. Lothar said as he walked over to the figure, his right hand gripped the harpoon's pole, his body tense again for battle. As long as the other party expresses a little hostility, the current earl will not give the opponent any chance, the reason is simple, behind him, is his family.

"It seems that my life is harder than you think, is that what you say? "There are many Krakens who can call humans by the term "earthly people", but only in the mouth of the strongest huntress of the Sharktooth Clan can the complex emotions contained in this title be clearly displayed. Yes, Jaquia, the Siren who Lothar had thought should have been buried in the cavern with her people was now looking at him with a sarcastic expression.

"By the way, I thought you were dead too. Pierced through the body by three spears, I don't remember your race having the ability to recover from such injuries. The Huntress was struck by the sea's ankle, and her left eye turned a dull silver in the moonlight, as did the scales on her body. Interestingly, though, Lothar only heard sarcasm from Jacquia's words, without any sense of surprise. That is, she knew that the Count had not died from those three penetrating wounds. But how did she know? Unless... A bad guess popped up in Lothar's mind.

"What's wrong with Fioni?" The only source of information the Count could guess was his Siren friend who had been in the silence for more than half a year.

"He?" the huntress's pupilless eyes turned a dull gray due to the angle, "he's with his lover." Just like you. The only difference is that his lover wants him to die, and to be precise, she wants you to die too. Jaquia said as she walked onto the beach, losing the reflection of the water, and more details of her body were captured by Lothar. First of all, it was her right arm, the huntress's entire right arm was gone, and in its place was something like an arm made up of a mass of shells connected to the Count's surprise.

"Who are you talking about?and, how did you end up with the Shell Man?What happened to Fioni?" Fioni had told Lothar before he left that he and the Shell Man would act together, and the Huntress's shell-man arm made Lothar even more confused about her relationship with the Transfigurers. Of course, he was also confused by Jacquia's words about Fioni's lover, the word lover is beautiful, but when it is connected to death, the degree of beauty becomes questionable.

"Do you really want to get all the answers from me after all the questions, but unfortunately, even if I want to tell you, I have a lot of the same doubts as you. It's not me who really knows the whereabouts of the shapeshifter, it's him. The huntress said, plucking a shell from her right arm with her left hand and tossing it to Lothar. The Count hastened to catch it, for he felt unusually familiar with the pattern and shape of the shell.

"Cob. Thorn, is that you?"

。 Nine Heavenly God Emperors