Plusterston Island

A squad of Half-Elf guards followed Roy out of the dock, and the islanders around them quickly stepped aside.

The squad of Elven Guards Roy had brought with him numbered around sixty.

The other Half-Elves remained aboard the Three-Masted Sailboats.

Only after leaving the dock did Roy realize that the four Three-Masted Sailboats had been completely swallowed by the thick fog. Only faint outlines appeared and vanished within the mist.

The sounds of Gray Dwarves arguing occasionally drifted over from the dock...

He had originally thought that, with trees blocking the view after they went ashore, the fog might become a little thinner.

But once Roy left the dock, he discovered that the fog on the island was even thicker.

That strange Penguin Owl Beast had been following behind the Half-Elf guards. Some Gray Dwarves carrying hand axes chased after them, but the Penguin Owl Beast blocked nearly all of them with his arms. The Gray Dwarf Bandits did not dare provoke him. Seeing him personally stop them, they all retreated into the dense fog.

Fog churned all around them. Standing at the intersection of the island town, Roy did not know which way to go for a moment.

Since the thick fog blanketed the entire town, Roy could only feel his way past the shops one by one, searching for an inn.

The Half-Elf guards at the front held Iris Shields, ready for any sudden danger...

A squad of Siren Warriors emerged from the fog ahead. They made faint rustling crawling sounds, and upon seeing the Half-Elf guards, swiftly surrounded them.

The Penguin Owl Beast waddled up from behind with his belly sticking out and stepped before the Siren Warriors.

The Siren Warriors promptly made way...

The owl beast came before Roy, his sharp beak opening and closing in