There will always be many spooky legends in the mouths of those who are adrift at sea. I don't know if it's because of the boredom of life at sea or if it's true, but in the mouths of older seafarers, the sea and the land it adjoins and contains are always dangerous and unpredictable, and even a reef jutting out of the sea may be the wreckage of some kind of sea monster or a platform for the Krakens to tempt sailors. And if a jutting rock wall looks like a jawless skull in the sun, don't expect there to be no legends about it in the vicinity.

"You're going there? No, you didn't tell me you were going to the Crag of the Dying! It's not like our deal, neither my boat nor I will come near there!" the middle-aged fisherman's face turned pale when he saw the direction of Qili's finger, and his voice trembled with fear. He even tried to change the direction of the voyage so that the ship would dock immediately, but this did not really happen after Lothar stopped him from touching the rudder.

"Calm down, sir. The Count of Montenegro pressed the rudder with one hand and the fisherman with the other, "Is that place so bad?"

The middle-aged man struggled to get up from Lothar's power, but a well-trained knight could not even control an ordinary person. After several unsuccessful attempts, he had to speak again, "You strangers, you don't know there, you don't know anything!

The fisherman doesn't look like he's pretending. Lothar turned her head and looked at the witch with suspicious eyes, waiting for her to give a reasonable explanation. Kiri blinked, "Well, there's some magic left in that place, but that's about it. It doesn't get in our way, on the contrary, it keeps these idlers away. Besides, if we really want to lose our minds, you'd better get used to it, because things at sea are not something that inland people can imagine. Listening to her tone, the cliff known as the Crag of the Dying seemed strange. As to whether this strange thing was really as worthless as Qili had claimed, the Count was not convinced at all. Magic is magic, and even the slightest one is dangerous for the people who live in the sun.

"Do we have to go?" asked Networm, frowning, if Lothar's attitude towards magic was one of careful scrutiny, then she wanted to stay away as much as possible. There have been many horror legends on the sea, and none of them are the ones she wants to experience. In the final analysis, self-preservation is the rule of mercenaries, knowing that there are tigers in the mountains and preferring to do things like tigers, which is something that only those reckless men who call themselves adventurers will do.

Qili leisurely touched the water outside the boat with her fingers, "We sank the boat there when we came, and if we want to go back to Heartbreaker Bay, we must get the ship." ”

The Count and the mercenary looked at each other, and honestly they couldn't understand why a shipwreck was necessary to get to the Bay of Lost Hearts. However, the experience of the Grey Robe has taught them that it is best not to ask too much about the realm of witchcraft and magic, because even if the caster is willing to explain it to them, it is often only specious. So after all, what is the difference between an ordinary person and a spellcaster?

"Well, if you find it too hard to accept, I think we can put you ashore first. Can you walk back to the village yourself?" Lothar thought for a moment, deciding that this was the only feasible option at the moment, and that it was better to let the fisherman leave here than to force the fisherman to stay and add unforeseen variables. "We can pay you first, or even more, to compensate your ship. What do you think of this?"

The middle-aged man swallowed when he heard this, he stared at the mercenary in front of him, and from the outside, the other party was completely untrustworthy. But somehow, the fisherman didn't think that a mercenary with a bad mouth and excessive cigarettes and alcohol would say such a thing. For a moment, he felt that he had a knight on board. But it was only for a moment, "Didn't you lie to me, and you would let me go ashore first and pay me?"

"I think we can sail the rest of the distance ourselves. So there's no need for you to risk with us. Lothar nodded and looked at Kirly, "And what about the good pay?"

The witch turned her head unhappily, she had never thought of letting the fisherman off the boat, and it was very amusement to see ordinary people panic under a completely incomprehensible encounter. However, in the face of the serious eyes of the Count of Montenegro, Qili still reluctantly took out a small bag, and made a sound of metal colliding from inside as the ship swayed. "He didn't complete the deal, he promised to send us to our destination!

"But there's no reason for us to just take someone else's boat. Lothar said in a somewhat helpless tone, taking the money bag from Kiri and handing it to the fisherman. "Take it, you deserve it. Tomorrow, or the day after tomorrow, come back if you wish, and if we leave safely, I'll park your boat near here. ”

"Oh, thank you, dear sir. You're so nice. The man took the money bag and hurriedly thanked the earl. Lothar just shook her head and took control of the rudder to let the boat come to shore. When the man had left the boat, Lothar turned to the networm. "Can you get your pet to protect him back? I'm afraid there might be a beast around here. ”

The mercenary frowned and stared at him with strange eyes, "Do you remember who you are now? he is not your lord, and we have already paid him, and I didn't send a spider to snatch his money back, and you still let me protect him? I think you will go ashore with him, Lord Earl." ”

Lothar's face turned a little ugly, and he instinctively wanted to rebuke his companion's cold-blooded statement. But after thinking about it, there didn't seem to be anything wrong with it, so I could only keep this breath in my heart and silently push the boat to the shore with my oars. Seeing this, the networm snorted coldly and looked elsewhere. Neither of them noticed, but neither of them noticed that the witch looked in the direction the fisherman had left, and a strange smile on her face, an expression of irrepressible excitement that only a child would have when he saw that he had succeeded in his prank. It's just that Kiri is not a child, and those pranks with magic are often not something to laugh at.

"Quack, quack!" waterfowl flew over the boat from the distant woods, casting small shadows on the sea. Is it because it's time for them to forage for food, or because something is happening in the woods that scares them?

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