The lone wolf of Freyrdrand

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The people of Bilgewater have a superstition.

In fact, it is not a superstition unique to Bilgewater, because this port city has only been developed for a few decades, and the huge profits brought by the sea beast business have brought together a large number of people from all over the world in this lawless place, so they are also mixed. Many different cultures.

This superstition is already common in the southeast region of Valoran around Bilgewater—it is very unlucky to take a woman out to sea, and most likely you will encounter shipwreck.

So in the whole of Bilgewater, whether it is a pirate or a fishing boat, it is almost rare to see the existence of female sailors. Even if there are, they seldom go to sea, or they can only take small boats.

Miss Fortune is a special case, perhaps because she is a woman, so she has quite a few girls on board, but there is no second one in Bilgewater as special as Miss Fortune.

All in all, Lothar is surrounded by men this time, and of course, most people are hostile to Lothar, the person who “robbed” Miss Fortune. If it weren’t for Planck, they would have given Lothar There are a lot of stumbling blocks.

But Lothar’s mind is not on this right now, he is more concerned about the Shadow Island.

“Why did Planck take me to Shadow Island…” Lothar sat in the room and thought.

He learned about this Shadow Island in Bilgewater, because not only did he hear about it at the auction, but even Olaf seemed fascinated by this island.

Most Bilgewater people know that there is such an island, but if you ask them what is there on the island, their answers are extremely confusing.

Some people say that it is a dangerous island that hides countless treasures. Some people say that all the resentful souls who died at sea are lodged there. Lothar has also heard something even more outrageous, saying that the Shadow Island is full of beautiful virgins, seducing sailors to the island. Then eat them alive.

Although no one can tell what the Shadow Isle is, everyone agrees that the Shadow Isle is an island that only the dead can go to.

Even the intelligence dealer who Lothar believed in the gluttonous market rarely told him that the credibility of all information about Shadow Island was very low.

What concerned Lothar even more was a phenomenon called “Soul Eater Night”.

It is said that when Soul Eater Night comes, the undead on Shadow Island will leave Shadow Island and come to other places to reap their lives. Many people in Bilgewater claim to have experienced Soul Eater Night, and even Miss Fortune said she has experienced it a few times. Second-rate.

But the night of Soul Eater sounds scary, in fact, the sky becomes very dark. In Bilgewater, a place where murders are everywhere at night, there are ghosts when you go out without seeing your fingers. Miss Fortune also It’s okay to just stay at home.

Just as Lothar was thinking, there was a knock on the door of his room.

It’s Plank, and a few bodyguards beside him.

“Yo, is the room okay?” Plank came in biting an orange, “But the boudoir without doom must be comfortable, hahaha!”

Lothar stood up: “Why are you here?”

“Let’s see how you are resting.” Plank said with a smile.

“We need to check what you have brought.” A bald bodyguard next to Plank interjected expressionlessly.

Before Lothar had time to say anything, Plank suddenly picked up the wine bottle on the table and smashed it on the head of the bodyguard who was speaking. Glass shards and rum splashed all over, and the bodyguard’s head suddenly turned red.

“Luo Sha is my guest! Can you fucking doubt it!” Plank yelled at the bodyguard, spraying him all over the face with saliva.

The bodyguard’s face was full of veins. He didn’t dare to defy Planck, and he didn’t even complain about being smashed to the ground. He didn’t even utter a scream. He just bowed his head and said, “This is for the captain. For the sake of the brothers on the whole ship, it’s not doubting him.”

Plank spit thick phlegm on the face of the bald bodyguard: “Believe it or not, I will blow your head off?”

“This is the rule.”

“Hey! It’s against you!” Plank looked at Lothar, “Losha! What do you say! This guy is too clueless, or you can just kill him!”

Lothar cursed inwardly, Planck is just looking for something to do with him. It was impossible for him to kill the bodyguard, not to mention that the bodyguard didn’t do anything in the first place, killing a crew member on the first day on board, Lothar probably suffered more malice on board.

Lothar smiled slightly, without any embarrassment or strange expression on his face: “Don’t say that, your bodyguard is also doing his duty, let him check my things, there is nothing shameful, I didn’t bring my bad luck underwear On the body.”

Plank was amused by Lothar’s humor: “Hahaha! As expected of the man Doom favors! Quite refreshing!”

Plank glared at the bodyguard viciously: “Quickly check! After checking, I’m going to take Luo Sha to go fishing!”The bodyguards opened Lothar’s package in silence, and Lothar really didn’t bring anything, they were all common daily necessities and some food.

In order to act like his fiancé, Lothar also brought a portrait of Miss Fortune Zhang and him when they were young. Of course, it was a forgery.

“This is when you and Doom were young?” Plank picked up the portrait and looked at it. “Haha, Doom had more freckles when he was a child than now! It’s so cute. You two are childhood sweethearts, right? When did Doom get involved?”

“Fourteen years old.” Lothar said nonsense.

“Hahaha! It’s really you! I never tasted a woman when I was fourteen! I’m ashamed of myself!” Putting down the portrait, Plank saw the bodyguard take out a book from Lothar’s bag, “That’s What?”

Lothar heard the words and looked, it was the book Nami gave him.

Lothar really brought the book to some antique dealers, but none of them could tell the origin of the book, and they couldn’t infer any information about the book, whether it was the material or the text.

Lothar later wanted to return the book to Nami, but Nami has been out of her mind all day recently, and turned around and ran away whenever she saw Lothar, muttering something like “too big” and “don’t come over” Unintelligible words.

“Did Syndra actually stuff it in?” Lothar asked Syndra to help him pack his luggage. Syndra was always messy when doing things, and probably slipped it into Lothar’s bag with a random spell.

“It’s just a book.” Lothar said.

Planck took the book and flipped through it: “What kind of text is this?”

“I don’t understand the script in my hometown. It’s a dialect that few people use.” Lothar explained bravely. He never said that he brought a book that he couldn’t understand. “This is my and Doom’s hometown book, it’s my family heirloom.”

“Oh? Are you and Doom’s hometown?” Plank returned the book to Lothar, “Then read it to me.”

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Lothar… Lothar…

——Unknown voice