Nami soaked herself in the water, floating like an algae.

"It's so uncomfortable..." The last time Nami felt so painful was the day she went to the abyss to get deep-sea pearls.

But this time is different. The pain that the abyss brought to Nami came from outside, but now Nami's pain comes from inside her body.

"Miss Syndra and everyone went out to do tasks..." Nami got out of the blisters and slowly swam into the garden of the villa.

It was late at night, and the bright crescent moon hung in the sky, pulling Nami's figure out into a lonely shadow.

"Hey..." Nami rolled out a wave of waves in her hands, and the waves kept bouncing in her hands, making it difficult to stabilize.

Nami felt that something was wrong with herself. In the past, she controlled the water flow more accurately than her own fingers. This is her ability as a [Tidecaller], but since Nami felt the incomparably shocking life force in Lothar's body , Nami found that her control of the flowing water became more and more unstable, which was the main reason why she did not steal the boat with Syndra and the others.

Nami pressed her lower abdomen, and the feeling of being irritated, itchy and stuffy inside was really bad. Nami tried to solve the problem with Syndra's **** several times, but the physiological structure of the merman was too different from that of humans. Big, Nami felt that if the thing was inserted into her body, it would be no different from stabbing her directly - she would definitely die.

"I'm really useless...I haven't even found any news about the moonstone, but my body has become like this..." Nami summoned the Tidecaller's Staff, which was beautifully shaped like a wave in the shape of a sea wave, gleaming with scales in the moonlight. Countless currents swirled around Nami, surrounding Nami in the middle like a dense coral forest.

Nami let go of her hand and let the Tidecaller's Staff spin on its own under the support of the current.

The head of the Tidecaller's Staff pointed to the southeast.

"Is Mr. Lothar in that place now..." Nami sighed, "I don't know when he will come back, even if he does... How should I face him..."

Nami buried her head in the water, her big eyes unblinking in the water: "No, I have the future of all the people on my shoulders, I have to cheer up."

Nami spit out a few bubbles and slowly made up her mind: "I can't escape anymore. When Mr. Lothar comes back, I will confess my physical problems to him. Mr. Lothar is so gentle and will definitely help me find a way."

Feeling that she wanted to let go, Nami felt a lot more relaxed. She drilled her head out of the water and shook off the water droplets on her fins: "Go out and buy something delicious, wait for Miss Syndra and the others to steal the boat. hungry."

Nami wanted to leave the villa, but suddenly found that something was wrong.

"God, when is it so dark?"

Nami raised her head, the moon that was bright and conspicuous just now was completely gone.

"What happened..." Nami didn't understand what was going on now, the surrounding scenery suddenly became pitch black, and the braziers in the garden were all extinguished for some reason.

Nami's pupils were rapidly dilating, adapting to the suddenly darkened environment.

Nami saw that the countless streams of water in front of her reflected something.

A sharp blade across Nami's neck.

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Wearing a cloak to hide her appearance, Syndra floated in the air, eating seafood yaki she bought from the market.

Olaf also used a cloak to cover himself, but his exaggerated physique couldn't buy a fitting cloak. Basically, he didn't cover anything except his face. He was nibbling on a grilled fishbone stick, which was nothing like Syndra. Appearance of tension.

Da Ya looked at them with an unhappy expression, obviously they were going to perform a very difficult task next, and Da Ya doubted whether she should put her life in the hands of these companions.

"Can you guys stop eating?" Da Ya said angrily, "I'm going to dive into the port soon!"

Syndra gave Daya a cold glance: "Noisy, as long as you lead the way, don't say anything else."

"Yes, little girls, stop talking nonsense, hahaha." Olaf echoed his mouth full of oil.

Da Ya really wanted to stab these two guys to death: "How could the captain ask you to cooperate... Enough is enough..."

But Da Ya didn't dare to really conflict with the two, not to mention that she knew that Syndra was a mage. Even if she looked at Olaf's upper arm that was thicker than a barrel, Da Ya didn't want to fight them.

"Come here, don't eat it." Da Ya saw a figure quietly walking by on the pier, and hurriedly greeted the two of them.

The figure approached slowly and cautiously, and Syndra let out a "tsk", thinking that the man was walking too slowly, and a jet-black chain shot out from his hand, tying the man and grabbing him at once.

"Wow!" The man exclaimed in horror.

Daya hurried to stop Syndra: "What are you doing! He is our informant!"

Syndra flicked the chain and threw the connector in front of Daya: "Hurry up, I don't want to waste time."

Olaf liked Syndra's capable character very much. He hated the person who grinds and chirps the most, and gave Syndra a thumbs up: "Hey, refreshing enough, you're quite appetizing to me, better than..."

The second half of Olaf's sentence was "better than Lothar's mother-in-law," but he suddenly remembered that Lothar had repeatedly explained that he couldn't tell Syndra about this, and hurriedly shut up.

"Better than what?" Syndra asked with a frown.

"It's nothing... Hahahaha!" With Olaf's brain, it was difficult to come up with an excuse temporarily, so he could only force a hahaha to get through.

Syndra turned her head displeased. Although Lothar seemed to believe in this big man, Syndra really didn't like Olaf.

Daya helped the poor informant up, and after talking to him for a few words, she turned around and said to Syndra and Olaf: "Okay, we can go in, the wine delivery workers are all ready, we are hiding in the wine room. It's fine in the bucket, don't make any noise."

"Understood." This was a plan that had been negotiated in advance. Although Syndra was a little uncomfortable about being squeezed into a wine barrel, it was only for a while. Just get out.

Da Ya brought two people to the truck. Seven or eight freight workers were waiting there. Three zebra seahorses were pulling the truck. They didn't need so many, but Olaf was too heavy. two ends.

Olaf happily got into the largest wine barrel arranged for him, and Daya Sindra also hid it in his own barrel. The wine barrels are covered on top.

"Okay, don't make a sound, we're going." The cargo worker patted the wine barrel, picked up the whip and slapped Ban Haima's butt, and the wine delivery truck slowly drove towards the pier of the Tie Hook Gang.

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Lothar…Lothar…

- unknown voice

Chapter 390 Battles in Three Places (2)

Lothar lay on the bed in the room, quietly listening to the surrounding movement.

There were still many Hook Gang crew members living near Lothar's room, and Lothar could clearly hear what they were discussing in a low voice.

"Is the captain really not going to kill that kid?"

"How can we people guess what the captain is thinking, but I always feel that the captain should figure out a way to kill that kid."

"No, I think the captain is very enthusiastic about that kid."

"Idiot, you've seen the captain be so enthusiastic about people. He must want to do something to that kid."

"Then Miss Fortune..."

"Doom is just a bitch. Even if the captain kills him, she still dares to go against it. We don't have to do it ourselves, just wait quietly for the captain to make a move."

Lothar listened to the conversations in several rooms at the same time, most of which were similar in content, agreeing that Planck would do something to Lothar.

"I really got on a pirate ship." Lothar's eyes became colder. "It's far away from Bilgewater now. Planck hasn't done anything to me yet. Did he want to wait until the Shadow Island..."

Lothar was not affected by the surrounding conversations. Although they all said that Planck had no goodwill towards Lothar, at least for now, Planck did not do anything unfavorable to Lothar. He even invited Lothar to sea fishing every day. We drank and ate together and were very friendly.

"It would be great if Mengchen could read people's hearts... It's a pity that Planck has not shown any obvious emotional fluctuations to me until now, and Mengchen couldn't capture it." Lothar was bored and put the book on the table. Pick it up and turn it over.

Planck asked him to read this book a few days ago. Lothar didn't recognize the words he had never seen before, and he said a few words in the dialect of a certain tribe of Freljord. It's too far from Bilgewater. Except for a freak like Olaf, it's almost impossible for Freljorders to come here, and there are many Freljord dialects. Lothar is not afraid of anyone on the Planck ship. Can see through Lothar's nonsense.

"Let's go out for a walk." Lothar threw the book on the bed, "Push open the door of his room."

No one guarded Lothar, and no one followed Lothar, and Planck did not stipulate that Lothar should not go anywhere on the ship. Lothar was truly treated as a guest on the ship.

Lothar stepped onto the deck. It was nighttime. Many crew members on the deck were lighting with torches and whale oil lamps. They saw Planck standing at the bow and looking at something with a telescope.

"What are you doing?" Lothar asked as he approached Planck.

"Oh, here you are, look." Planck handed Lothar the telescope. "Look over there, we're almost there."

Lothar heard the words and looked, even without a telescope, he could see what was in the distance.

Black fog.

Black mist darker than night.

Although the black mist is only a small point now, Lothar estimated the distance, and the real size of the black mist may be quite terrifying.

"What is that?" asked Lothar.

"No one knows what it is, they just call it the black fog anyway." Planck stepped on the bow of the boat and put his hands on his knees. "Those black fogs have never dissipated, and below the black fog is the Shadow Island."

"Why on earth are we going there?"

"To experiment with something."

"what?"

Planck smiled: "Do you remember that auction?"

Lothar's heart moved: "Of course I remember, bad luck took me there to learn a lot."

"Haha, I remember that you two also bought a lot of good things, and you all spent bad luck?"

"No way, I have no money."

"Hahaha, there's nothing to be ashamed of. With your strength, what you can bring to bad luck is far more than that little money." Planck waved his hand, "But bad luck really favors you, I think you also put the auction The white stick I bought at the store is carrying, is it really an artifact?"

"I don't know either." Of course, Lothar couldn't say anything about the pure white hunting bow, with a regretful expression on his face, "It's also the first time I went to the auction, and when I heard that this thing might be an artifact, I was moved. , Bad luck persuaded me not to buy it, but I still bought it, but I didn't understand what it was when I bought it, and I was not willing to waste so much money, so I took it with me."

"Hahaha, that misfortune really loves you so much that she came to me to borrow money to satisfy you, hahaha!"

Lothar and Planck chatted happily. They chatted like this almost every day. In the past few days, they have made some cakes for Lothar and Miss Fortune's wedding, and how many candles will be inserted on the cake. .

"Why did we go astray while we were chatting? Haha." Planck turned the subject back, "Remember the [Three Kings' Treasure] at the auction?"

"of course I remember."

"Guess who took it?"

"Of course it's you." Lothar laughed. "With your financial resources, it shouldn't be difficult to do all three, right?"

"Then you can think highly of me, our little Bilgewater is a crouching tiger, hiding a dragon." Plank looked into Lothar's eyes and said, "I only successfully bid for two of the treasures, One of them was bought by someone else, and I don't know who it will be, who do you think is most likely?"

Of course Lothar knew who got the treasure, and his expression remained the same: "I haven't come to Bilgewater for a long time, and many people don't know, but if the auction is successful, it should be the boss of a certain gang or something. Bar."

"Haha, those guys may be rich, but don't forget that the auction is not allowed to use golden sea monsters. So some people who have precious treasures on their bodies and unknown origins may be the winners of this treasure." Lanke narrowed his eyes, "Maybe you bought it."

Lothar laughed and said, "You flatter me too much. I even have to spend bad luck to buy things. Where can I get precious things to exchange for secret treasures. Even if I have them, those secret treasures don't show what they look like, just in case. If I switch to something inexplicable like that white stick, I'll be miserable."

Lothar thought of the glittering dildo, and sincerely felt that he had really been a loser.

"Hahaha, that's right, auctions are gambling." Plank patted Lothar on the shoulder, "Although I got two treasures, I actually only got one."

Losar was taken aback: "Why?"

"Another piece was stolen by a fur thief."

"Who stole is so powerful, who can steal things from the gluttonous market"

"I also want to know which thief is so courageous and dares to steal what I bought." Planck gritted his teeth and said, "The greedy market won't compensate me. I have lost a lot this time."

"Don't be sad, with your power, it will be a matter of time before you find out that thief." Lothar comforted.

"Thank you." Plank sighed, "But the greedy market guy told me what the stolen treasure was."

"what"

Planck leaned on the side of the boat and looked at Lothar playfully: "It's a book."

Lothar's back froze.

"A black book." Planck tapped his fingers on the side of the boat. "It seems... it's quite similar to the book you brought from home."

Lothar stared into Planck's eyes, as if he saw a sea snake lurking underwater, finally showing its fangs.

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Lothar…Lothar…

- unknown voice

Chapter three hundred and ninety-first battle in three places (three)

The sharp blade smeared Nami's neck, and the blade sank slightly into her flesh.

"Water!" Nami took the Tidecaller's Staff into her hand, and a high-pressure water jet that seemed to be sprayed from the nostrils of a giant whale engulfed Nami.

The water subsided, and Nami was safe, but the assassin behind her was nowhere to be seen.

Nami held the Tidecaller's staff aloft and waited.

She felt a warm feeling on her neck, the sharp blade just scratched her, and a little blue blood flowed out.

A wave appeared between Nami's fingers, and the wave gently brushed Nami's wound, and the wound disappeared in a blink of an eye.

"Who attacked me?" Nami's pupils had been widened, searching for the attacker in the dark.

The mermen are the vastaya people who live in the deep sea. Nami's eyes have long been accustomed to the darkness. For her, the night on land is very different from the daytime. As long as there is even a little starlight in the night sky, Nami can see clearly. everything around.

But it was different now. The moon and stars that were still hanging in the sky just now disappeared completely, and Nami felt that she was plunged into an extremely deep darkness. The darkness was even worse than the abyss she had been to.

The difference is that when Nami went to the abyss, she brought pearls for lighting, and this time, Nami had nothing on her body, and all she saw was darkness.