Chapter 681 (1/1)
After about two or three days, Lothar had basically recovered his mobility. However, even with the help of a witch hunting knife, the broken bones could not recover quickly. The net worm followed the sailors to the nearby mountains for a simple hunt, and traded its prey for a splint to fix Lothar's hands and feet. If it had been put before, the count might have thought that the net worm's concern was a little too much. With the help of the fool's justice, his bones would grow back in only half a month. But it may be that the mentality has changed. This time Lothar chose to accept the other side's good intentions.
However, the splint did not mean that Lothar would honestly heal his wounds. Whenever he had a chance, he would loiter on the deck of the black arrow. On the one hand, he would not weaken his muscles because of relaxation. On the other hand, he was also eavesdropping on the information about fioni's whereabouts from the sailors' conversation. For this sea demon who has helped himself many times, the count of Heishan who follows the chivalry is impossible to give up. But is that as expected? Fioni's situation is far worse than Lothar thought.
It's not surprising that humans don't like sea monsters. To be exact, they don't like all things that are not human but have the ability to think like them. Of course, the same is true of other races that they dislike. This may be a natural characteristic of all intelligent races. And this kind of phenomenon appears in the sea demon and the sailor in the lost heart Bay. To be sure, almost all the ships in lost heart Bay have been helped by sea monsters, because without these sea dwellers, it is impossible to cross the foggy sea area by pure navigation technology. But if you ask the seamen here if they are grateful to the sirens, most of the answers are spit or old phlegm. The hatred between the two can be traced back to the early days of the establishment of the lost heart Bay, and has become more and more profound with the brewing of time.
Under the influence of this atmosphere, Lothar was not able to tell the fact that he knew fioni, especially when the crew of the black arrow knew that he had an abnormal sea god's rope. Even the count who had little contact with the sailors could notice their dislike of him. If it had not been for hafdan's high prestige and specious words, the sailors would not have agreed to such a man with ominous omens to stay on his ship for such a long time. So far, the only news that Lothar could know about fioni was that the siren was locked in the deepest part of the cabin, and that captain hafdan was going to sell the novel cargo privately.
Although in the style of Cang lion, Lothar at first tended to make money and then use the money to redeem fioni's freedom. But the knight found that such a thing was impossible to achieve in lost heart Bay. In this city, all reasonable income is set by experienced businessmen at a delicate price, that is, people can survive, but only survive. It is not difficult to understand why it is desirable for both men and women to become sailors in lost heart Bay, because only by going to sea can they be freed from the heavy, repetitive and hopeless way of life. The result of years of hard work on the part of those who are on their own, is that before the tsunami comes, they hold on to the savings that are not enough to buy the ship's berth, and give up in despair.
People in Los Angeles don't understand that very quickly. There are only two ways for him to save the sea demon, or he can cast off the shackles of chivalry in his heart and become the weapon of the powerful in this city. With the count's skill, as long as he didn't meet a witch, not many people would be his enemies. But this is impossible, because loxada from the heart of his belief in chivalry, and a person is not able to go against his heart's purest ideas.
The other way is to find an opportunity to rescue his friend before or after captain haftan sold fioni. The count was more inclined to sell. After all, haftan saved the lives of three of his own. He should not let the captain bear more losses. Now that he had made up his mind, Lothar was no longer in a hurry. In the past few days, he was exercising his body and paying attention to the sailors' words, waiting for the day when his companion was rescued. In this waiting, another thing makes lost heart Bay boil up.
”Did you see that thing! It's amazing! I bet it must be a whale's egg One day, while Lothar was basking in the sun, a sailor said to his companion. The count, attracted by the speaker's tone, raised his ears to listen carefully to what they were saying. Sure enough, another sailor quickly replied, ”you're not right. My friends on the whaling ship told me that they had found little whales in the belly of the female whales they had caught, so whales would not lay eggs. It's not a whale's egg. If you want me to say, it must be turtle's eggs! ”
”Fart! That egg is as big as a house! The Turtles who can come out of this thing must not be as big as an island! Where is such a big turtle in the world? How much food does it have to eat? ” The first sailor, hearing his hypothesis refuted, raised his voice and responded. ”So you are really ignorant. I tell you, the captain of the green olive landed on an island with trees and flowers, rivers and monkeys and deer. But guess what? When the olive left the island after replenishment, they found that the whole island was covered with moss on turtle shells! The high mountain on the island is the turtle's head, and the mist above is the turtle's breath! That's exactly what the turtle laidWith the discussion between the two sailors, more and more sailors joined in, and their topics began to shift from various guesses to various anecdotes at sea, gradually deviated from the theme. However, Lothar listened with great interest. He could not read these two true and eight false stories from books. And maybe some of them are real? The sailors also noticed that the strange man was listening to the conversation, so a bolder one waved to Lothar, ”new comer, don't just listen! You were picked up from the witch's back garden. You can't have only sea water in your stomach? Come on, tell us what you know, and let's hear it. ”
The count didn't want to go into the muddy waters, but he immediately realized that it was a good opportunity for him to get in touch with the sailors. In addition, he was really interested in listening to it, so he coughed half heartedly, ”to be honest, I haven't been to sea for a long time. I'm sure I don't know as much about the sea as you do. What I can tell is the story from my hometown, If you'd like to listen, I'll tell you... ” Sailors have always refused stories. The long and boring voyage has made every sailor a good storyteller and an audience regardless of good or bad. At present, Lothar picked out a few legends about the black lion. However, as he talked more and more, his thoughts naturally drifted to the rat man plague which happened not long ago, so the contents of his mouth began to mix with rat people, grey robed wizard, demons and other strange things.
These stories from afar had a very different style from lost heart Bay. The sailors were immediately attracted by it and began to urge Lothar to tell more and more details. And with the gathering of the audience, gradually, the remaining sailors of the whole ship sat around Lothar, listening to him, and occasionally inserting a word to ask questions of their own interest. This continued until dusk, when the nettles and other sailors returned to the ship.
”You seem to be talking hard?” Soon after they returned to the captain's room, the maid said in a displeasure, ”why don't you tell them that you are the black lion's count of black mountain?”
Lothar laughs awkwardly. The net worm goes out for a day to hunt and help the city's recovery work in exchange for the supplies they need. On the contrary, it is too much to boast and chat with a group of sailors. ”Don't I just talk to them about the situation. Besides, I can't get off the boat with my hands and feet. I have to find something to do. ”
”Oh? So what do you know? How can I hear you talking about pubs and women? ” The net worm embraces his hands and looks down at Lothar.
”Cough up, I don't know how the topic has shifted to that side! I promise that's not what I meant
”Then tell me what you mean, count.”
”I meant By the way, they're talking about giant eggs on the beach Lothar suddenly remembered the topic she had heard at the beginning and quickly explained.
The maid snorted coldly, and the expression on her face was not so ugly. She sat down and lowered her voice, ”you are lucky this time. I went to see the egg today