Old Cherki felt that he had been really unlucky these past few days.
As a lucky person who safely retired from the dangerous profession of sea hunter and saved a lot of money to continue, he originally thought that his luck should be very good.
Unfortunately, fate was very cruel to him and reflected the "fair" side. It allowed the old man to escape from the horrific shipwreck safely with only one broken leg, but this narrow escape seemed to have been drained.
Old Cherki has all the luck in the rest of his life.
Since his retirement, he has encountered strange, bizarre and terrifying incidents one after another. The experiences he has experienced in the second half of his life for more than ten years are even more than the combined experience of his more than thirty years as a sea hunter.
Be "wonderful".
What about the glowing female ghost face in the alley in the middle of the night~
A former teammate who was resurrected from the dead (a large part of the memory of the Church of Evolution was deleted by the infected, so Cherki didn’t know that he had a thrilling experience of narrowly surviving after that.).
What else... the cultists' sacrificial activities...
Although he seems to be lucky enough to survive every time, and it seems that fate is not so unkind to him, but for ordinary non-professionals, these experiences once are enough to scare the courage of the timid.
.....
If he could do it, Old Cherki would even rather stay on a hunting ship for a few more years in exchange for a safer and happier life in his later years. At least on the ship, holding his beloved harpoon, he would not be afraid of the familiar territory.
Scared out of my mind...
However, this is obviously impossible, and what is even more frightening is that fate seems to have tired of playing with this poor old guy. It has now prepared a knife and fork and is about to cut him into pieces...
This morning, when Cherki woke up from his sleep with his legs hurting, he realized that today was probably not going to be a good day.
However, he never thought that the severe pain in his leg caused by the recurrence of an old injury was just the beginning of today's "unpleasant" day...
Just when he grabbed the velvet bag (a thing similar to a hot water bottle) beside the bed and prepared to boil some hot water to warm his legs to relieve the pain, he suddenly heard the dilapidated gate in the outer courtyard of the manor.
There was a "squeak" sound.
Then, old Cherki's premonition of crisis that had not completely failed immediately started to sound alarm. His intuition told him that the guy who came to the sea cliff and got into his room in such an early morning would probably not
I am a visiting friend.
Is he a robber?
This was the first reaction of the old Cherki.
There are generally no robbers around King's Port. Since the new "Black Port Club" has tidied up the order in the port area, there have been a lot less burglaries.
But this possibility cannot be ruled out...
Thinking of this, old Cherki suddenly became nervous.
You know, robbers who break into houses are different from those dockside gangsters who block roads just to grab a few coins.
According to the laws of King Port, once a guy who breaks into someone else's house and steals something is caught, he will be punished as robbery.
As for bandits and pirates, there is a high chance that they will be hanged directly in this merchant kingdom that hates these two types of criminals the most!
Housebreaking thieves who know this consequence, once they are discovered during the theft, will often do whatever they want to avoid being caught. They will simply kill everyone in the house and die without any evidence...
So these guys are all gangsters and desperadoes, so they are as difficult to deal with as they are!
Cherki dragged his remaining leg to touch the short knife placed beside the bed, and then hid himself in a large wardrobe next to it.
He tried not to make any noise, and at the same time he held his breath and listened to the noise coming from downstairs.
The manor with a yard that Old Cherki bought from the businessman who was eager to move to the aristocratic area was relatively large. Its main hall was divided into two floors, with a total of nine floors including the kitchen and basement.
room.
Cherki's room is in the center of the second floor of the house, and the room where he keeps his belongings is right next to his bedroom.
The door of that room is locked, and in this whole house, only the door and that room have door locks.
Therefore, if the thief was not too stupid, he should have realized that there was something valuable in that room.
Cherki hid quietly in the closet, carefully listening to the low footsteps slowly climbing up the stairs, and then stopped outside the room next to his bedroom.
Immediately afterwards, there was a "crack" sound of the sword being drawn out of its sheath, causing cold sweat to break out on old Cherki's forehead!
He immediately realized that this guy was definitely not some bandit who had sneaked in, but the God of Death who came specifically to take his life!
Old Cherki, who has been floating on the sea for decades and has held various knives in his hands, knows very well the sound of a knife being pulled out of its sheath.
Every kind of knife is different, and every kind of knife makes a different sound when it is unsheathed.
In order to avoid exposing themselves as much as possible and to make their actions more agile, thieves who usually break into houses usually carry short weapons such as short knives or long daggers.
The sound when this kind of knife is unsheathed is sharp and short, and it will never be as high-pitched and long as the sound he just heard.
There is only one kind of knife that can make this unsheathing sound, and that is a saber specially used for killing people!
Those professional men who wear helmets and carry armor use this kind of knife. Every time they are pulled out of the scabbard, the loud metal scraping sound is very harsh!
Thieves who break into houses will not carry such knives, not to mention that this kind of knife is not suitable for them to use, and they simply cannot afford such expensive military knives.
Even if it is not the "equipment" used by professional gentlemen, it is just an ordinary saber produced in an ordinary blacksmith shop, and it costs a full five gold coins to buy one!
With this kind of money, who the hell would risk losing their head by burglarizing a house?
Doesn’t that mean your brain is squeezed by the door?
Since they are not burglars, they have only one purpose.
That is his old life of Cherki!
Although he didn't know who wanted his life for what purpose, old Cherki was not a guy who just waited to be killed.
At this time, the movement from next door once again confirmed his suspicion. The guy with the saber easily broke the lock and entered the room where he stored his property, but he did not hear any sound of rummaging through the cabinets.
And soon, the footsteps came out of the room again and continued walking towards his bedroom.
Old Cherki realized that if he didn't think of a way to do something, his life would probably end here today.
Fortunately, he actually had his reasons when he chose this house as his bedroom.
The reason is the secret passage behind the big wardrobe...
Cherki didn't know what this secret passage was used for before. Maybe it was a secret passage that the former owner of the house, the businessman, used to have a tryst with the maid?
He only knows that this secret passage leads directly to the basement of the room, and now, it will become his only way to escape!
