The bloom of the Blue Spirit Flower was certainly a surprising thing, but at the same time, the people who were in the eye of the storm that was about to determine the future owner of Heartless Bay had no time to care about it. The fog was already very close, and although a well-timed sea breeze slowed the fog a little, it would not be surprising that it would engulf the human fleet at any time. Equally unsurprising is the Kraken's attack. It seemed that after listening to Captain Hafdan's advice, after the first raid by a large number of poorly equipped and emaciated Krakens, the Kraken's side fell completely silent under the thick fog. This gave the humans a chance to breathe and learn from their experience, though most captains used it to inflate their arrogance and boast to their comrades about their successes.

Thanks to this, the Black Arrow, as the flagship, has become the center of rumors for the entire fleet, according to the statistics of the first mate, if the number of kills mentioned by the captains is true, then they can already consider conquering the major kingdoms with the forces at hand, and in the face of these sailors with one enemy and ten thousand, there is no army to compete with. Provided, of course, that they haven't finished their rum yet. Captain Havedan didn't usually care about this kind of drunken talk, bragging and showing off this kind of thing, and he even thought very seriously about how to cleverly exaggerate the experience of a lifetime to a level that could be remembered when he was old, and then find a poet to record it in a book to commemorate his deeds. But this did not mean that the captain of the fleet could tolerate such nonsense at this time, and he knew full well that if this war was lost, he, his crew, and his beloved Black Arrow would not leave any legends.

"Let those fools who are soaked in horse urine lower their damn flags! The last thing we need now is contempt for the enemy. Captain Hafdan held the steering wheel in both hands, and the hat on his head, which symbolized the captain's status, cast a shadow over his face. The first mate nodded and ordered the others to wave a quiet flag. However, he was still somewhat unsatisfied with the captain's orders, so he walked under the bridge and looked up at Hafdan, "It's a bit too much, but it's good, isn't it, it's better than dying with a sad face." ”

"Fart!" the captain said, spitting to the side, "the easier it is to think about the battle now, the faster it will collapse when it bleeds! If I could, I would like to get those Krakens back on their feet and stab one or two of the indisputable things on each ship, which would double the combat effectiveness of the entire fleet! Remember, we are not like them, we are not an army, we are not even mercenaries, and each captain is only responsible for his own ship, so when they feel that they cannot win, the authority of the witch will not have much effect. They'll run, but they'll not get out of the fog. Therefore, the most important thing is the first battle, the fog envelops us in the first battle after that, that battle, we must win, and the morale at that time is the real morale. ”

The first mate nodded as if he didn't understand, he knew that in the half year that the Bay of Lost Heart had been silent, the most thing the captain had done in addition to maneuvering between various forces was to read. There aren't many books in Heartless Bay, and even fewer are available for trade, but thanks to the chaos in the city, the crew of the Black Arrow can still find some books to supply their captain's needs through various channels. Many people on the ship knew about Hafdan's literacy, but they had thought that the captain's literacy was limited to reading charts and related documents, and now it seems that Hafdan's knowledge was much better than they thought. And these learnings all come from the old man who gave the Thunder Giant Totem to Halfdan.

Hafdan never thought that the knowledge he had read was necessary for a captain, because the experience of the body was more real for those who sailed on the changing seas than the unreliable written records written by man. His point of view is basically correct, in this era, the so-called knowledge of navigation is mostly a collection of experience, when a lucky guy has experienced enough before he dies or is disabled, he often becomes the captain of the ship. But everything depends on experience, and it is only possible to be the captain of the ship, and it is true that for these people who make a living at sea, the captain is already the most powerful person they can imagine, they are like the heroes of legends, or the warriors of stories. However, in the face of the increasingly chaotic situation in Heartless Bay, Hafdan realizes that he can no longer be satisfied with being a captain, and that he must become something other than a captain if he does not want to be swept up in the maelstrom and finally silence the remnants.

"Captain, the fog is coming!" warned the sailors on the lookout. At the same time, an eerie silence enveloped the fleet. The sound of the waves, gone. The sailors poked their heads out of the edge of the hull in horror, and saw only the sea as calm as a lake, but how could the sea be as calm as a lake? A large number of flags appeared on the masts of the ships, and the meaning was simple: they were asking what to do about the change.

Faced with the turmoil of the entire fleet, Hafdan looked at the three large ships belonging to the witch group at the front, and they had no intention of caring about these humans. The captain's brows were furrowed, so headless and brainless to follow the witch into the fog is definitely looking for death, and the current sea water is also obviously in an abnormal state, the culprit of this abnormal state does not need to think about who it is, and there is no shortage of stories of krakens creating abnormal water phases to cause trouble for the ship in the legend of sailors. "Let's see if the witch has a flag-raising message!" he shouted to the lookout with the last shred of hope.

"No! They rushed straight into the fog!Captain, what are we going to do!" The answer from the mast was also a question for everyone, and Hafdan now only felt that the distance between his eyebrows was too close, and that it was too early to twist into a ball, to reflect how bad his mood was now. He had thought that the witches would help, but now it seems that they have not changed their attitude towards humanity, and for the witches, the captain of Heartless Bay and their sailors are just bargaining chips to drain the strength of their opponents.

"Captain, the fog is coming! there's not much time left to wave the flag!" The crew's urging was the last straw for Hafdan's decision, and he shrugged his nose and made the decision, "Let all the ships in the fleet drop anchor! Put pallets between adjacent ships to make sure you know the state of your neighboring ships!"

Colorful flags are quickly passed through the fleets of Heartless Bay. It was also fast, engulfed in a thick mist. The sun that had just hung overhead disappeared in a few breaths, and the viscous sea breeze with the smell of damp and salty smell enveloped the gray mist, sealing everyone's vision. Such a scenery is no stranger to them, the misty sea, the first threshold to enter the Heartless Bay. Now, driven by the Kraken, the threshold has expanded into a deadly weapon for the destruction of the city, endangering all who once hid behind it.

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