Iberian Peninsula, port near Valencia.
Since the La Mancha Plateau in the southwest had been occupied by the undead, Valencia below the plateau immediately became a dangerous city on the front line. A large number of knights from the Kingdom of Aragon and Castile were stationed in the city, and the daily supply consumption was a high number.
In the Turia River basin that runs through the city, the farmland and grain on both sides were confiscated to feed the knights stationed in the city. At the same time, many mercenaries were gathering from the north to the south, mainly the "Bull" mercenary group from Iberia.
In order to cope with the increasingly serious food demand, the mayor of Valencia has issued a new decree requiring the regular collection of a certain amount of fish and meat from coastal fishermen as an additional "national defense tax". Therefore, a large number of fishing boats go out to sea every day at the mouth of the Turia River.
On this day, the fishermen of Valencia went out to sea to fish as usual, when they suddenly saw an ice floe floating on the sea from the east.
There was a sudden chaos on the fishing boat because a similar incident had happened recently: the undead threw corpses down the Júcar River in the plateau and let them be washed into the Bay of Valencia. Then these corpses floated along the current to the beach near the city of Valencia, north of the Citrus Coast.
Some fishermen found these corpses washed up on the beach and were about to check them out, but ghouls emerged from the stomachs of the corpses... After these harassing undead were annihilated by the city guards, the news spread to the nearby fishing villages.
The conclusion everyone came to was: the undead in the south are very cunning. If you encounter anything strange nearby, don't approach rashly, as it might be the undead causing trouble.
So the fishing boat immediately turned back to the city, intending to report the incident to the city guards.
A few minutes later, the fisherman at the stern suddenly shouted:
The ice floe behind us is still following us!
The remaining fishermen rushed to the stern and found that the floating ice was not only following them, but also gradually approaching them, and there seemed to be a person standing on it...
Everyone was immediately frightened. The fisherman gritted his teeth and said angrily:
“Full speed ahead!”
In fact, this is just a slogan. The diesel engine of this fishing boat does not have the advanced speed-changing gadget. The advanced engine with control circuit burned out half a year ago.
So the fishermen found a few oars from the bottom of the ballast tank and began to row desperately outside the side of the boat... Although it was far less powerful than the thrust of a diesel engine, after all, everyone was doing useless work together, and the originally panicked morale calmed down.
"That man is gone!" There was another panicked shout, and the fisherman who was guarding the stern of the boat monitoring the ice floes rushed into the cabin in a panic.
"He jumped into the water and swam over here?" the fisherman asked hurriedly.
"No, I was teleported here directly." said the strange male voice next to him.
The fishing boat was in an uproar again. The fishing boss stretched out his hand to draw the gun from his waist, but Ask grabbed the gun from his hand. With a few crackling sounds, the whole gun disintegrated in his hand.
"Don't get excited." Ask threw away the empty gun magazine, looked at the fishermen around him who had drawn their daggers, pointed at himself and said with a smile: