If Hela's awakening was a pleasant event, then when Lothar woke up, he couldn't get out of bed and find food by himself like a witch.

"Ha, ha, heart, rain, sea!ha..."After a sudden and rapid breath, the Count of Montenegro uttered a few words in a hoarse voice that sounded unrelated. Immediately afterward, the intense pain and the feeling of fatigue as if his entire body had fallen into acid made the poor warrior lose the ability to speak. Lothar had to be very careful to let her chest muscles relax so that they didn't block the breathing in her lungs. But that wasn't enough, because every muscle in his body was as tight as an iron plate.

The sound of the door opening followed, and the networms outside the room rushed into the room at a speed that they might not have been able to achieve in battle, to be precise, to the bedside of Lothar. She didn't ask about Lothar's situation or greet her in the first place, because just holding the count's hand made the mercenary unable to control the tears she had been holding back for days. But she was a warrior after all, and even if she couldn't suppress the tears that flowed from her eyes, she didn't let out any crying. It's just that the heavy breathing proves how excited she is at this moment.

"Don't, cry. I'm fine, I'm okay now. Lothar stretched out her other hand and stroked the cheek of the networm, and the moment she saw the other person's figure, all the tense muscles in his body relaxed. It's not a battlefield, it's safe here. It was only then that the Count noticed that he was breathing, that his hands could feel the temperature, and that the sensations that had once been far away from him were now present to him. As if she had to confirm something, Lothar jerked open the blanket from her body and saw her scarred upper body. However, there were no three horrific wounds in those scars that pierced the body. Was it a dream? Being killed underground was just a nightmare for herself, right? Lothar blinked, a little confused by the situation in front of her.

When Lothar examines herself, the networm also calms down from her intense emotions, it's not that she is emotionally weak, it's just that the mercenary must take care of the fetus in her womb and avoid too many emotional fluctuations. She wiped the tears and other liquids from her face with her sleeve and took a few deep breaths to calm her breathing, "You've been lying here for three days, and the time is counted from the time Captain Halfdan scooped you up from the whirlpool. Said it was fished up, but in fact Fioni lifted you to the water, you don't need to worry about him, he wasn't caught again, he came to see you last night. There's nothing in the sea that can hurt a kraken, right? Oh, by the way, speaking of the whirlpool, that thing is almost blocked..."

The networm chattered endlessly, she knew Lothar, knew what the man wanted to know now, and was preparing for the time to tell him this information in time. During these three days, the mercenary had no way to get information except for the witches, and she was not to blame, but now even Saich and the mountain monster were just repeating the instructions left by Hela in that house, and other than that, she had heard all the news she could for him. But before she could finish her words, her mouth was forced to stop.

A long hug. It could be more than a kiss to catch the mercenary off guard, and she wanted to say something, but Lothar stopped her. How long the hug lasted, no one knows, for them it may be as long as eternity, or as short as a moment. When the hug ended, Lothar looked into the networm's eyes, "I'm sorry, I won't take that risk again." The mercenary's eyes turned red again, but she quickly disguised the twitching of her face with a smile, "Obvious lie, Lord Count. ”

By the time the networm told Lothar all the information they had gathered, it was already dinner time. After a day of recuperation, Lothar was able to stand up, but his body was too damaged this time, and I am afraid that he will not be able to do any strenuous exercise in the short term. This is not good news for the duo, they need someone to go out and get the money they need to live, and this matter obviously cannot be handed over to a pregnant webworm. Thankfully, the payment for helping Hela was passed to them through Sach's hand, and with Lothar's relationship with the Bobcats and Captain Hafdan's help, even though they were unable to work, their lives were not untenable.

Speaking of the captain of the Black Arrow, Lothar now has complete admiration for him. He was not a sailor or a captain, but whether as a knight or an earl, Lothar wondered if he could do anything as risky as Hafdan did for a crew member. It is true that the deeds of rising to the tide of dead people and retreating in the maelstrom have made Hafdan's popularity rise in the Bay of Lost Heart, but the reward of reputation is obviously not worth mentioning compared to the risks involved.

The captain had paid a brief visit the day after Lothar had woken up, and he had not asked a word as to why Lothar had appeared in the whirlpool. Everyone has the right to have their own secret, and when the secret is important, not knowing is the best option. However, Mr. Captain is not a person who likes to pretend to be confused, and in the conversation between the two, he vaguely expressed to Lothar his bottom line and the help he can provide outside the bottom line. In Hafdan's view, Lothar was clearly related to the witches, but the relationship would not be simply subordinate or hostile, and this delicate position was exactly what the sailors wanted to reach with the witches. So sponsoring Lothar's operation was also a way for him to show his attitude to the witch community.

On the evening of the day of the Black Arrow's visit, another visitor came to Lothar and the Networm's quarters, his scales restored to their original brilliance, and the arm on his back, which should have been severed, was intact. Apparently, something similar happened to Fioni and Lothar. After confirming the Earl's condition, the Kraken also proposed his own plan, the great whirlpool caused by the collapse of the Giant's Cave may not dissipate in a short time, this vortex has blocked the sea near the Bay of Lost Heart, completely cutting off the possibility of leaving here by water.

But this was for humans, as Fioni had approached the whirlpool several times in the past few days, trying to find a way to pass through it underwater, and the reason why he was so eager was because he wanted to confirm a few things, about the Sharktooth Clan and the Burning Waves Clan. Fioni remembers the encounter with the Sharktooth Clan in the underwater caverns, and his longing for the betrayal of the huntress forces him to find out. There was nothing Lothar could do but tell him to be careful and good luck.

"Don't worry, I won't go through the whirlpool by myself. Thorncrown and his people rushed out of the hollow, and they were with me. The shapeshifter said to his friend with a sigh of relief before leaving the hut, and stepped into the water. When he quickly left the waters of the human harbor with his four arms and arrived at the temporary gathering place of the Husks, another figure had been waiting here for a long time.

"Are you ready?" the person who spoke in Kraken was missing an arm and an eye, and she had a large amount of seaweed bandages on her body to control the wound.

"You can see, I'm in good shape. The question is, can you hold on. Fioni said calmly.

He was answered by a shark-toothed scimitar that quickly rested on his throat, "That's not a problem. ”

。 Nine Heavenly God Emperors