Chapter 597 (1/1)
The next morning nothing seemed to have happened on the dame Dame except for a damaged deck. After losing a few companions, the mysterious lizards wisely chose to retreat. They're not bloodthirsty monsters, they're just beasts looking for prey. And the beast, will consider their own gain and loss, less food, great pay, which is not in line with their survival principle. However, the view that sailors on ships are easy prey may not be changed by the frustration of this hunt. At the end of the day, whether it's lizards or Rosa, last night's fight was just a part of life.
The heat from the sun roasts the sea and makes the people on the deck feel more miserable. They didn't get enough rest last night, but in order to get out of the sea as soon as possible, they must seize the time of day to advance. Lothar put on her coat and hid her head in the shadow. He was squatting on the deck with a dry, withered, pale skin that he had taken from the attacking lizard last night.
”It seems that even if it works, it can't be used as a material for making clothes.” Said the count, shaking off the lizard skin in his hand, which broke into pieces of different sizes in his stunned eyes, and flew away with the sea breeze. Lothar instinctively wanted to reach for the pieces, but in the end nothing was found. He got up in a fit of exasperation, opened his hands to the net worm hiding in the shadow of the mast, ”I hate all things that can only move at night!”
The maid laughed. She didn't hate Lothar's sometimes childish manner. People who are always so serious that they can't be liked. But even if you don't consider the fact that the leather can't be exposed to the sun, it's not enough to rely on the lizards killed last night to do something about it. Besides, after the previous battle with skinners, she always felt against putting animal leather on her body. So the last place where the lizard carcasses go is only for the big spider's rations.
The idle count wandered aimlessly on the deck. He saw the breach which had been damaged in the battle, and from it could be seen the cobwebs and the bloodstains that were too late to clean up. ”Why don't you fix it? Isn't that easy for you? ”
”You'll have to ask Peggy. She's the one with the steering wheel. I can't fix this hole under her control. ” Lying lazily on the hammock, Qili waved and said. Yes, she did get the hammock out of the cabin and hang it between the masts. It seems that she has lost interest in the sport of dolphin riding, or is just like other people who have lost sleep because of the turbulence last night. The witch is surprisingly quiet today, which is undoubtedly a good thing for the rest of the boat.
”I will never give you the control of the ship! I've had enough of whirling around the whirlpool on the way here! I don't want to be chased by angry whales any more Page, standing on the terrace, heard his companion's words and swore out loud. From her words, it is not difficult to infer that Qili once had control of the curse lady, but it was obviously a disaster.
”I said it was the whale who hit it! I fired the catapult purely for self-defense Qili protested, but the words didn't sound convincing.
But Lothar was keen to grasp the point of the witch's words, ”is there a catapult on this ship?” He was well aware that this large-scale projectile weapon was a nightmare on the battlefield, and similar things were mentioned many times in the story told by the blood lion.
However, the grey lion, which pays attention to the knight's personal ability, has always been somewhat resistant to this kind of power driven by chance. For the soldiers of the Kingdom, if the crossbow can kill the opponent safely from a distance, isn't it that the soldiers who train hard lose the meaning of existence? Of course, this is only for knights and soldiers. Lothar, as commander in chief of the bear hunters, is very aware of the role this weapon can play in the battlefield. But because of the recoil of the catapult, he had never thought that such a thing could be installed on a ship. Whether that meant that ships equipped with catapults could launch an irresistible terrorist attack on the coastal cities from the sea, the count was somewhat uneasy.
”Of course As soon as Qili listened to Lothar's tone, she immediately became interested. She jumped out of the hammock and walked towards the bow of the boat. ”Every ship that has lost heart will be equipped with catapults! This is our patent. It's just that they're smaller than the land version, and so are their powers. But it's very useful to break through the hull of other ships and to intimidate large sea monsters! Do you want me to launch it for you to see? ”
”Hey Although the count really wanted to see the power of the ship borne catapult in the witch's mouth, the light drink from Peggy stopped him. This is not the time to do such things. But put the catapult on the warship? That's a good idea. Maybe he can buy a boat like this from lost heart Bay and give it to kingdom research. But does he have enough money with him? Well, I'm afraid not. A ship that can be reliable on the sea will be a great fortune.
Just as Lothar was thinking, the sky began to fade. ”What's the matter? It's getting dark so soon?” Murmured the count, raised his head, and saw a great deal of cloud obscuring the sky ahead. But it seems that it is not rain clouds, but more like a simple condensation of too much fog.”That's not right. It should take another two days to reach the foggy sea.” Pug said incredulously, frowning as she opened the chart and repeatedly used the compass and other instruments to locate the ship. But no matter how reluctant she was, the fog ahead was gradually approaching the dame Dame, and the sea of fog in the witch's mouth was close at hand.
”GA, GA!” Some of them are flying back and forth in the thick fog, but some of them are flying back and forth. Lothar doubted why the birds could be seen in such a distant sea, but instead of wondering why they appeared here, the count naturally drew out his weapons and was ready to fight. ”What are those?”
”Misty crows, endemic to the misty sea.” The frivolous expression on Qili's face disappeared when she answered. The witch, who was fearless and fearless, became more serious, staring at the dark clouds and the black figures that were looming in front of her. ”Some people say that they are the dead souls of sailors trapped in the misty sea and will take people to the place where the ship sank. Some people say that they are some kind of small devil, and seeing it means that the ship is targeted by bad luck
”But anyway, no one can stop the ship of the lost heart witch. This sea area is our territory. Everything has to get out of the way.” Said Qili, walking to the bow deck, her clothes hunting in the sea breeze. She looked back at Peggy, who hesitated, but nodded. So the witch with bright eyes took a deep breath and sang a song written in non-human language. It's like the song that sea monsters used to seduce sailors.
”What is she singing?” Asked the maid curiously as she approached Peggy.
”She's calling on our allies, the witches and the sorcerers of the misty sea, who will take us out of the sea.” The little witch replied, but the expression on her face was not so firm as tone, ”if the front is really foggy sea area.”