Lothar, who had just been a little amazed by the miraculous sight on the sea, immediately calmed down after noticing the stump soaked in the sea. His gaze swept over the blue glow of the sea, and sure enough, he found something like it. Moreover, these corpses were not only from humans, but also from the limbs of some non-human creatures, which made the Count feel a little comforted and his doubts aggravated. If the pieces he saw weren't from some ship that sank there, where would they come from?

"Dead crowds. A soft, slightly fearful voice sounded from behind the two of them. Peg was holding a wind lamp made of fishbones, and the pale candle inside glowed the same color, making her face even more bloodless. At the same time, however, Lothar and the networm noticed that the fog that obscured the sky became transparent in the light of the lantern in the witch's hand, although this effect was only visible from the range of the candle flame.

"Dead people, you say these things?" the Count glanced at the edge of the deck, repeating the new term that Peg had mentioned. This simple and brutal naming style is indeed a favorite style of sailors. It seems reasonable that the witches who grew up in Heartless Bay would have some knowledge of this so-called tide of dead people.

Peg didn't immediately answer Lothar's words, she walked to the deck and looked out to sea as if she had a last chance to confirm it. It just so happened that the skull of an unknown creature surfaced at this time, and the mouth with still flesh and blood was facing the people on the boat, as if showing a strange smile. "That's right, if you see a crowd of dead people, then this is the Misty Sea. The witch sighed and said resignedly, and then she turned and walked to the terrace where the rudder was, as if she deliberately wanted to stay away from the edge of the deck. Seeing this, the other two also followed her.

The little witch rubbed her hand lightly on the rudder, and after a brief silence, said, "Can any of you tell me what the hell is going on?

"Quite simply, our ship really didn't move. It was the fog that came up on its own. The webworm pulled the hair of its sideburns behind its ears and looked up at the foggy world, "It was about midnight when they suddenly approached. I wanted to go down to look for you, but before I could get to the hatch, the fog had already swallowed the ship. ”

The mercenary didn't mention that Lothar was asleep during the vigil, presumably because she didn't think it would help the situation at hand. The Count himself, on the other hand, was reminded of the dream he had just had when he heard his companion say that the mist was coming over on its own, no, it was just a nightmare! But the heart that had been trained was still throbbing irrepressibly, reminding him of his true feelings. Fear, soul-blowing, bone-chilling fear, fear of what you see in your dreams, how long has it been since this feeling has been so real? But honesty was also a virtue that knights had to abide by, so he couldn't lie to himself, he was even more scared than when he saw the demon lord sitting on the castle of Canyon City.

"Are you alright?" the networm's voice and the concern on his face summoned back to the Count. The latter struggled to squeeze out a smile to reassure his companion, but found that the muscles in his face were too tense to move freely. He hesitated, turned and walked off the terrace as if he were fleeing. "Maybe the vigil is making me uncomfortable, so I'll go to the cabin and rest for a while. We're trapped in this fog anyway. ”

"Is he okay?" said Peg, somewhat puzzled, as Lothar's figure disappeared into the sound of the hatch closing. To be honest, although she didn't want to take anyone back to Heartbreaker Bay, the little witch knew very well what the Count of Montenegro was capable of as a warrior, and now that the situation was complicated, it would be good to have a powerful force like Lothar by her side.

But Peg's question was the wrong person, and although the networm cared about the Count's situation, she couldn't get a glimpse of what Lothar saw in her dream. "I don't know. The mercenary shook his head, the worry on his face worse than when he saw the dead crowd. Her rich combat experience told her that the danger itself is not terrible, but the terrible thing is the people's hearts that are scattered in the danger. And now Lothar's depression is very likely to affect the rest of the ship, causing them to miss out on possible opportunities.

"He's scared, it's frustrating, I've never seen him so scared of something, and that thing wasn't me!" Kiri's voice came over the heads of the two at the helm, the bright-eyed witch crouching on the roof of the cabin, acting like a gargoyle. After complaining dissatisfied, Kiri rolled over and landed lightly on the deck, looking unaffected by the fog and still looking unconcerned about everything.

"It can't be. Networm's brow furrowed, and she said to the witch, "He's the bravest man I've ever met, and he doesn't fear the fog and the sea or the dead people that soak in it!

Qili rushed to the mercenary in two steps, and pressed the latter's words back into her stomach, "Shhh The witch said as she put a hand behind the webworm's head, gently stroking her hair, and sure enough, the latter knocked it off. Qili tilted her head, not frustrated by this, "He's not like us, he's just a mortal. Even with a witch sword, it's just a toy driven by chivalry. You don't have to be so concerned about toys, are you?"

"Hmph. The networm snorted coldly, turned and walked down the terrace. She didn't want to say anything more to this crazy witch.

"Listen to you, you think that spider tamer is one of our kind, but she's not a witch, and I'm pretty sure I don't feel any magic in her. She can domesticate spiders, but that doesn't mean anything, does it?" said Peg, frowning and pressing his hands on the rudder.

"Who knows, my little Peg, your hair is so long that you sometimes cover your eyes!"

However, the little witch didn't bother with Qili's words for long, and instead of caring about the mercenary's background, finding a way to get out of the misty sea was the top priority at the moment.