Notilus grabbed the chaining of the anchor, the only link he had to the human world, and climbed up desperately as something from the bottom of the ocean still tugged at him. But the weight is too much. His massive fingers were almost above the surface when the chain broke. But no one could hear Notilus screaming in his wetsuit. In desperation, he clung to the iron anchor in his arms and tumbled into a dark whirlpool. Dark tentacles entangled around his body, and he could only see the faint silhouette of the ship's hull fading. And then, everything fell into darkness.

By the time Notilus woke up on the seabed, he had become ...... It's different. The darkness no longer pained him. The massive wetsuit had fused with him and turned into a shell, hiding his soul that had been corrupted by his native power. He is trapped at the bottom of the ocean in the dark, and only one memory remains—the new captain has broken his promise.

Notilus swore at the moment that everyone would pay taxes to the sea. He will personally supervise.

Driven by this thought, Nautirus trudged towards the coast. But by the time he arrived in Bilgewater, years had passed, and the captain and crew had long since been nowhere to be found. He had no way to be born again, nor was he able to take revenge. Instead of returning to the bottom of the sea, he took out his anger on the greedy and smashed their ships with the iron anchors in his hands.

Sometimes, in the midst of the undulating waves, distant memories emerge on their own...... But as Notirus, he was always lurking beneath the surface.

No, no, no, there's no one there. Friends, sit down together and take a few big sips...... Ah, I'm used to saying that, huh.

Eh, I've seen shipwrecks. When I was your age, I experienced it myself. Called the Serpent, the ship, sank in the Sawtooth Strait. I was the only one who survived. If you buy me a drink, I'll talk to you.

This is a friend, this gold coin can't be spent. My Lucky Siren Coins, to pay my tithes.

Tithes. Do you know. Everybody knows it. "If you don't pay tithes, the sea will boil and the mountains will shake. ”

Oops, Ms. Beard said...... Surely you've never heard of Notirus, the Titan of the Abyss?

Boss! Fill us with wine, this is a good girl! As the saying goes, there are a lot of stories, and if you don't get drunk, you won't return...... My friend pays.

Ah~ good thing, it really is.

It's been almost thirty years, and we've just come back from the hunt. I used to be a harpooner, the best in the slaughter fleet. We've got an axe-fin behemoth - yes, one of those big bastards. We dragged the monster back to the harbor. Lars: It was just about to dawn, and the lights of Bilgewater were flickering in the distance, calling to us. Razorfish and mad dog sharks followed us as the blood of the giant beasts seeped into the water, you see.

And then our captain ...... Hey, we don't see him very much. Unreliable guy. He swore by heaven and earth that he had titheed before we left. "A golden siren," he said, "I only have so much." ”

But none of us saw him throw the gold coins out of the ship's side, not really. So naturally, we didn't believe him very much, because he was a big rat who had to die of a pick. But anyway, we continued on our way.

That's when the Deep Sea Titan came.

We were unprepared, and the deadly iron anchor rushed up from the bottom of the water. Simply broke the keel, pierced the main deck, clasped the hull tightly, and began to drag us down...... Oh, friend, it was a mess. The sailors were thrown out, the sea water boiled like a pot, and the schools of scavenging fish began to munch on it. I grabbed the captain and yelled at him, "You liar!

The ship sank quickly. But the deck could not bear the strength, and the iron anchor broke off and fell back into the sea. If that's the end of it, many of us might be able to get our lives back.

But no. Notilus wasn't done yet.

The hull of the ship is inclined to starboard, that is, to the right. Because the titan grabbed the side of the ship and was about to climb up, it pressed the ship to its side. Maybe he used to be human, but what I saw out of the sea that night wasn't human. I grabbed the captain by the neck and yelled, "Look at what you've done!" and my eyes widened as I squeezed tighter and tighter. He saw Notilus coming towards us......

So I threw down the captain and got into the sloping deck. The guy grabbed the captain with one hand, can you believe it! It was so big that it could hold the captain's fingers together completely - the captain wasn't a small man anyway.

I yelled, "Get him to my taxes!" and jumped off the boat.

I don't know how long I was in the water. It's only a few seconds for sure, but it feels like a year. Praise the mother snake, the scavenging fish of the sea did not eat me. I struggled to climb the spire of a reef, and there were quite a few in the channel. Then I watched the Serpent sink.

Notilus still clung to the captain. He writhed around like a worm in the palm of his hand, but he couldn't break free. The Deep Sea Titan just stood there, motionless, like a statue. I watched them go—downward, all the way down, into the darkness.

Why did you let me go? I don't know. Maybe I'm the only one who paid tribute. But on the darkest night in Bilgewater, when the murderous fog fell, you might hear him wading out of the shadows, slowly, step by step, dragging the deadly iron anchor behind him......

Friend, do you ask me what advice I have? Always have a gold coin in your pocket, and tithes must be paid. Also, don't trust any captain who says he's paid his taxes until you see it with your own eyes.

After all, you don't have to have the same good fortune as I do.

"Nice to meet you. He said as he walked out of the temple and down the long staircase towards the sea.

"Stupid old bastard. She laughs.

The monks and priests returned to the antechamber, and Aloy remembered that a thousand things were still waiting for her. A thousand small burdens for her to carry. She must find Miss Doom. Aloy felt that Naga Kapoulos would soon need the bounty hunter to put to trial.

"Tell Okor and the other gang leaders to support Planck," Aloy instructed the angel. "Help him take the city back. ”

"The city is in a mess now, and many people want him dead. He won't live to-night," the messenger grumbled, watching the wounded captain make his way down the stairs.

"He's still the right man," Aloy said, delicately sizing the Divine on his shoulder. Take a hundred plating to read the latest chapter of "The Strongest Scholar Corpse Kun System Claw Book House" for free for the first time.