It wasn't hard to convince the captains of the threat, the real problem was that they didn't care about the Kraken army waiting outside the whirlpool, because they wouldn't be able to earn it at that time with their current food reserves. Captain Hafdan was the first to hear Lothar's warning, and he was the first to think of the problem. So the immediate priority is not at all how to unite the captains, but the immediate priority is to get those who should have ruled the city back to shoulder their responsibilities. Of course, this was an irony for the sailors and captains who had been thinking about asking the witches for a long time. But they care more about tomorrow than they do about face.

As for how to find the witches, this was not a problem, as the witch group as the rulers of Heartless Bay always had a hand in the spire in the middle of the city. But now that the spire has been destroyed, there has been no trace of witches in the city for more than half a year, and they have disappeared as if they had left here. Helplessly, this task still has to be left to Lothar himself, but fortunately he is not clueless, he believes that he should be able to find information about witches in one place.

Nearly seven months later, Lothar was a little emotional when he came to the house again, especially after seeing all the depravities he had seen from the docklands across the city, and he didn't know what kind of attitude he should have now to approach the witch who had abandoned the whole of Heartbreaker. But now is not the time to dwell on this, and with each moment, the city's suffering deepens, leaving them less time and opportunity. He had to find the witches, and it wasn't a matter of personal preference.

"Knock, knock" Lothar tentatively knocked on the door of the house, but no one came to answer the door. The Earl looked around, the neighborhood had been in a semi-abandoned state since the riot half a year ago, including the house in front of him, the surrounding buildings had left traces of fire to varying degrees, and judging from the surrounding traces, it was probably rarely inhabited. But this is unreasonable, the witches will not give up the Sea King eggs they have spent so much effort to cultivate, so there is no reason for them to abandon this cultivation center.

Lothar hesitated for a moment, giving up on entering the house from the front, he walked to the side of the house, looked at the distance between the two buildings on the left and right, and the wall, and made a somewhat bold decision. The Count slung his tomahawk behind his back, wrapped the cloth around the palms of his hands to increase friction, and then moved his leg muscles and lunged towards the wall of the other house. Just as he was about to hit the wall, Lothar slammed his foot against the wall to turn his body around, lunging at his target, his hands raised in the air, barely grasping the bulge on the second-floor wall. But apparently he didn't plan what would happen to the rest of his body when his hands were there.

"Smack!" the current Count of Montenegro is like an enlarged version of a fly that has been swatted to death on the wall. It was only when Lothar shook his head and banished the slight feeling of vertigo away from his mind that he was able to continue looking for a place to climb. It is true that this house was built with the help of witches, but in the face of a nimble warrior, the means used to prevent thieves certainly do not work. A moment later, with the sound of the wooden window gently being pushed open, Lothar crept into the second-floor room.

Lothar, who had entered the building, crouched under the window and did not move for several seconds, checking to see if someone had noticed his arrival. It was quiet, except for the faint sound of the planks echoing through the room in the sea breeze. This reaction was both reassuring and frustrating to the Count, and it would have been much easier if someone had rushed up to him at once to confront him. Lothar stood up and compared the structure of the house in his mind with what he saw, and it was not difficult for him to find his way downstairs, which was usually not difficult, but it was not difficult if you were in the house of witches.

Lothar carefully pushed open every door, checking every nook and cranny where a secret passage could be hidden, and he even planned to remove the bookshelves and furniture if necessary, even at the risk of triggering a trap. Fortunately, when he opened the second door, he knew he had found his way. Because a cold gleaming spear stabbed him head-on the moment he opened the door.

"Hey!" If it weren't for the fact that Lothar's entire spirit had tightened to the extreme with his muscles, he would never have had a chance to escape the stab. And after the Count pulls the tomahawk out of his back while keeping a safe distance from him by rolling backwards twice, he realizes that the attack on him is none other than the gatekeeper of the former witches, the mountain monster.

The silent warrior paused for two seconds after noticing that he was attacking Lothar, but only for two seconds. "Hey!" When Lothar made a second sound to try to stop the pointless fight, the mountain monster's body rushed towards him like an angry bull, and the steel spear that ordinary people could not use was the horns of this bull. The Count did not expect this to be a special greeting, and he had to fight. But having said that, it's a no-brainer to go head-to-head with an opponent like the mountain monster.

"You know," said the Earl, leaping to the side, dodging the mountain monster's attack, and then bullied himself, he didn't think he could defeat the opponent by such a small means, because the range advantage of the spear made it useless for him to dodge and move quickly, but Lothar also had his own plans, "You are not the biggest opponent I have ever dealt with. ”

The back end of the spear stabbed out in the hands of the mountain monster at a speed no less than that of a hammer for the Count behind him, who did not choose to dodge this time, he held the battle axe in both hands and slammed the opponent's weapon with the back of the battle axe with all his might. However, the strength of the gatekeeper was beyond Lothar's imagination, and he only felt as if he had slashed at the pillar of the castle! The tomahawk in his hand also fell to the ground because his right hand was released.

However, Lothar did not give up because of this, and after losing his weapon and temporarily losing his right arm, he still chose to cut into the side of the mountain monster, anyway, with the thickness of the armor on the mountain monster's body, it is difficult to say what effect the battle axe in his hand can have. And no matter how thick the armor is, there are still gaps in the end, and the flaws in the human body are far more numerous than the gaps in the armor, and they are much more deadly.

"Whew!" the Count threw a punch and smashed it into the mountain monster's face, although it was his left hand, but Lothar was confident that this punch would not be inferior to ordinary people's habitual hands. But he forgot one thing, the helmet of the mountain monster was with a face armor. "Bang!" If it weren't for the iron plate in the gatekeeper's mouth and nose, which was only designed to defend against arrows, Lothar's punch would probably shatter his finger bones. Rao was so, and he also understood that his attack had not achieved the desired effect. But before he could think about what to do next, the mountain monster's face quickly enlarged in Lothar's eyes, "Bang!"

The Count, who had been smashed with a headbutt, saw a whole Milky Way in front of his eyes, and his steps became vain, and he staggered and paced in place, as if he might fall down at any moment. In this case, it was not difficult for the mountain monster to kill Lothar, and the warrior raised his spear and used it as a club to smash the count's skull from above. Just then, another person appeared outside the room.

"Wait! don't kill him!" Sach's order allowed Lothar to save her life.

A few minutes later, the Count sat down in his chair, with a wet handkerchief over his head, still in a somewhat unclear mind.

"Well, Longji Mountain is on top, and the big man I dealt with last time was not as good as you. Honestly, you're actually a tin man, aren't you? That armor is your shell, what's inside of yours, it's not normal muscles, isn't it?"

"Of course the mountain monster is human, he's just better than you!" the boy said, dissatisfied, as he placed the basin beside Lothar. He was a little stronger than half a year, but he still felt very thin due to the long period of malnutrition.

"Of course, he's obviously better than me, otherwise he should have been sitting here with a handkerchief. Lothar took the handkerchief away, and the tingling on his forehead made him gasp. He threw the handkerchief into the basin of water, in which blood bloomed. At this time, the Count noticed one thing, the sea water could not be used to apply to the wound.

"You have a lot of fresh water reserves?"

Sech glanced up at the Count, "Better than the others, I see what they do for a glass of water." The cellar of this house has a reserve of food and water, but it has been almost consumed in half a year. In particular, the one below is getting more and more edible. ”

"You're still keeping that thing for the witches, but they haven't seen it again?" asked the Earl, puzzled, which seemed strange to him.

"I took Lady Hela's final instruction to let me and the mountain monsters keep an eye on what was down there. Other than that, we don't need to think about anything else. Sach's answer was firm, but Lothar could still see worry and confusion in his face, it was already difficult for a child to hold on for so long to complete a boring task.

"Do you want to go to her?" asked the Count tentatively.

"Are you here for her?"

Lothar spread her hands, there was nothing to hide about this matter. Sech looked at the Count, and then at the goblin standing in the room with his spear against the wall. He looked hesitant and struggling, "If, I mean if, I know where she is, can you go and help me ask when she'll be back?"

"Gladly. ”

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