Since she got ashore, Niko has been looking forward to the soft and delicious cheese cake. Every time she tastes it, it can hit the depths of her soul, as if this taste is the best supplement for her injured Shuoma.

If you don’t have a cake, you will lose your soul and have no energy and sleep all day long.

"If you want to eat, I will ask you to make it immediately, but there is only the oven in the kitchen without the power supply. If you only start hand-baking now, it may take a long time to wait."

Niko was the first to talk to her, which made Sarah very happy.

Although the relationship between Jeno and other women is a little difficult to see clearly, the relationship between Niko and Jeno is the simplest and clearest.

He seemed to love this little girl Vastaya very much, so it would not be difficult for Sarah to have a good relationship with Niko, to attract attention and get close to Jeno.

"It's okay, Niko brings the battery here!"

Niko took out a cubic battery from under her butt. Sarah took it without any mind, pressed the silver bell, and handed the battery to the bartender who came and asked him to take it into the kitchen.

The dinner seemed a little dull. Seeing that everyone else was watching, Sarah had to start this by herself.

"What wine do you want to drink? Ecstasy rum? Or amber light ale?" Sarah turned her cup and felt the coolness coming from her palms.

Wine is the thing that can open up the situation best at the dinner table. Bilgewater is a bit of a lawless person. If it weren't for the adjustment of women and the lubrication of wine, maybe the two-sided diners would have drawn their swords before they could serve.

So this is also the reason why entertainment venues like the women's branch of the tavern are popular in Bilgewater. Everyone wants to make a desperate effort in the sea, go ashore and let go, and be indulge in luxury.

The way of thinking of enjoying timely has long been rooted in people's hearts.

"I'll drink a cold beer bar and give Neko juice, don't have it." Geno played with Neko, who was looking forward to it for a while, then said to Sarah.

"I won't drink, give me juice, thank you," said Caitlin.

"Ecstasy rum!" Shiville said generously, ready to drink Sarah into the sea.

But the other party's next actions made her feel as uncomfortable as eating a desert Rosa dung beetle.

Sarah poured herself a glass of amber beer, then leaned over and reached Jenno's cup, covered her chest and poured wine, saying, "I have a party tonight, and it will be held in the bar downstairs. The amount of alcohol is limited, so a little drink is enough. If anyone wants to attend the party, remember to have a drink and enjoy it~"

Shiville's face suddenly turned black like a military training for a summer vacation. The ecstasy rum was much higher than that of amber pale beer. After some reason, he was a mute loss. Shiville's Wuming became angry and drank a big sip of ice wine. His throat was spicy and painful, almost like swallowing a sip of sand.

Geno didn't care much about the tavern party. Before the meal was served, he went straight to the topic:

"About Soul Erosion Night, how do you want us to help you?"

"Then we have to start with the black fog. Everyone knows what the black fog represents, right?"

Sheville didn't even shook her, and said directly: "I don't know."

Caitlyn: "+1"

Only Niko was the most unique. When he heard the new words, his tail was as straight as an antenna. He climbed onto the table and asked, "What is black fog? Can it be eaten?"

"Ha, you're thinking about nothing!" Geno grabbed Niko's face, pulled her down, and began to educate her about love.

Sarah was a little surprised. This group of people didn't know the horror of Soul Erosion Night, so why did they dare to come to Bilgewater during this sensitive period? Could it be a group of young people who are not afraid of death?

However, she still seriously introduced the origin of Soul-Earing Night to several people:

"There is a Shadow Island to the southeast of Bilgewater, which is not far away. There is nothing except the strange black fog and the immortal undead. There is no living person or civilization. I heard that it is like this. But the black fog is not as unchanging as the dead. On a specific day of each year, the black fog will surge from the Shadow Island and spread around the sea. Bilgewater is closest to the Shadow Island, so it is eroded by the black fog every year."

She took a sip of beer to moisten her throat, looked at the calm people and continued:

"There is nothing to be afraid of in black fog alone. At most, it's enough not to go out to sea that day, but those hidden in black fog are even more terrible and fatal. Those undead will appear in the black fog, walk on the sea, harvest all the lives swallowed by the black fog, and then the dead are cursed in the black fog, and are assimilated into a member of the undead army, ruthlessly swing the butcher knife at their former relatives and friends. That night, countless creatures were eroded and their souls were eroded by the black fog, so they are called Soul Erosion Night."

Shiville's face changed. Because after drinking, her expression could no longer be controlled as freely as before.

"Didn't Bilgewater survive before? Why do you need help when you get to your place?"

She began to mock her without any effort, revealing all her thoughts in her heart.

"I have no choice. The power of black fog is getting stronger every year. Soul-Devouring Night is not a long traditional festival. It has only happened in recent decades. Before, it was relied on Planck's brutal rule, forcibly twisting all forces with ulterior motives into one rope to stop the black fog. When it persists until dawn, the black fog will naturally fade away like a tide. Now Bilgewater is divided into pieces, and dogs are snatching food. I am afraid that few people will listen to my orders..."

Sarah didn't finish her words, but her meaning was fully expressed.

She didn't want to die that she had just snatched Bilgewater from Planck, and at the next moment she would destroy it to the Black Mist and turn it into a dead city.

She slapped the ice wine in the glass and sat back on the chair like a loss of strength, frowned between her eyebrows, and a touch of loving sorrow hung on it.

Lei Wen said nothing, and saw this and filled her cup with beer. Everyone's good mood was like this swelling foam of wine, disappearing completely in the cold atmosphere.

Only Geno can keep a good mood because he knows that three powerful helpers will airborne Bilgewater in a few days to help Sarah overcome the difficulties safely, not to mention that their joining is now.

Sarah didn't know what was going to happen and was pessimistic about Bilgewater's prospects, so she wanted Geno and the others to help resist Soul Erosion Night.

The reason why Geno wanted to help Sarah was because she wanted to contact three helpers through her and then tried to move Piltwolf to rescue her.

After hearing the terrible fog, even the most optimistic person cannot be happy.

Except for Geno.

The few people looked at Jeno who was laughing softly on the side, and were a little confused about the situation.

"What are you laughing at?" Shiville glared at Geno.

"Master, have you thought of a solution?" Sarah raised her red hair and her eyes were filled with hope, which was in sharp contrast to Shiville, who could not tolerate sand in her eyes.

"Don't call me a master, and I haven't thought of any good idea now, but I just happened to bring a batch of Hex weapons. Do you need it?"
Chapter completed!