In the tavern, the minstrel's harp was still playing happily, and the other guests at the wine table were raising their glasses and drinking.
In this cheerful atmosphere, the gloomy expression of old Cherki beside the bar seemed out of tune with the surrounding environment.
Gulu gulu!
The old man raised his glass and poured half of the bitter wine down his throat. With the help of the bitter algae wine, his trembling hands finally showed signs of calming down.
"Everyone says I'm a liar! A liar... But I really didn't lie! To this day, that damn, terrifying face still often appears in my dreams..."
Cherki said this, then turned to look at Xue Hua.
"Do you want to continue listening? Hey..."
"Of course, if you are willing to tell it, I am willing to listen." Xue Hua naturally nodded without hesitation. After all, he came here just to collect information. The story Cherki just told, whether true or false, is considered a start.
A good start.
"Ah hahaha, as the saying goes, there are a lot of stories and you won't get home until you're drunk. If you're willing to listen, then I'll continue telling it, bartender! Fill us up with wine! I can't say a complete sentence without wine...
.”
The bartender came over, looked at Xue Hua with a strange look, and then filled up their glasses with the wine flask.
"Good boy..." Cherki couldn't wait to grab the wine glass, took a big sip, and then continued to tell Xue Hua about another strange thing he had experienced with his mouth full of alcohol.
"This incident took much less time than the previous incident. I can still remember that a demon-worshiping cult suddenly appeared at the port...
The gentlemen in the aristocratic district couldn't tolerate this, so they sent out an army of professional men wearing helmets and carrying armor, and ran to the port to cause a scene.
At that time, many people were arrested, and some had their heads chopped off on the spot. The entire port area was filled with blood. Many captains of sea-hunting ships either hurriedly went to sea or hid in other places.
The country went to seek refuge.”
There was a look of reminiscence in Cherki's eyes, as if he was recalling the turbulent scene at the port terminal at that time.
"Who knows if the guys who were arrested or killed were members of the cult? Anyway, even if they die, no one will seek justice for them. We are all untouchables, you know? Untouchables just...die."
,Kill if you want..."
The old man seemed to have drunk a little too much, and his words were a bit cynical.
Fortunately, this is the port area of King's Port. Even the port patrol team representing the powerful people in the aristocratic area will not go to the Snake Bay Tavern in the middle of the night to have fun.
"Anyway, what happened to me happened at that time..."
Cherki took a sip of his wine and was silent for a while, seeming to be organizing his words and recalling something.
After a while, he continued to speak: "It was too chaotic outside in those days, and I didn't dare to go out casually early in the morning, for fear that I would be killed as a cultist by those professional gentlemen who were arresting people everywhere.
So, I came out under the scorching sun at noon that day. I was still thinking that with such a strong sun, no one would think that I was some kind of devil's lackey, right?
In fact, I guessed it right. It was too hot at noon that day, and those valuable professionals did not come out to arrest anyone, so I entered the city safely and sat at the bar of the Shewan Tavern...
..."
The old man grabbed the wine glass and took a sip. The light green liquid spilled from the corner of his mouth onto his gray beard.
"I'm sitting here, you know? It's where I'm sitting now. I asked the bartender for a glass of bitter algae wine. Just as I sat down to refresh myself, the door of the pub was violently kicked open from the outside. Those people on
Guys in beautiful armor rushed in and started arresting people one by one along the wine table.
At first I didn't know what was going on, until one of those professional gentlemen pulled out his knife and chopped off the neck of a drunkard. Blood spurted everywhere, and the whole scene suddenly became chaotic.
I was so frightened that I threw down my unfinished wine glass and quietly slipped out of the back door of the tavern during the chaos.
Mist bless me, luckily I often come to the Snake Bay Tavern, otherwise I would have been caught that day by those guys who use knives to reason."
While Cherki was talking, he found that the bartender was also standing in front of him and Xue Hua.
"I still remember the incident you mentioned. At that time, all the waiters at the Snake Bay Tavern were captured by the group of robbers. Afterwards, no one could come out...this bunch of rubbish!
This glass of wine is mine, let our guests know about the good deeds done by these gentlemen."
The bartender grabbed the wine bottle and refilled Xue Hua and Cherki's glasses, then shook his head and walked away.
"Thank you, you are such a kind-hearted person, De Vera, let me toast you!" Cherki grabbed the cup and raised it to the bartender, then took a big gulp of the wine in the cup.
Xue Hua also picked up the cup and gave a brief toast, then turned his head and continued to look at Cherki.
He knew that the old man's story was definitely not that simple.
Sure enough, after taking a sip of wine, Cherki put the glass on the table with a thump, and then began to continue talking about what he experienced that day.
"The chaos in the tavern is certainly frightening, but that's not what I want to say...
At noon that day, after I slipped out of the back door of the tavern, I tried to sneak out of the city along those dark alleys that even the midday sun couldn't penetrate, so that I could return to my cozy little nest.
.
I have lived in Port King Port for about fifty or sixty years. I am familiar with every alley here. I thought I would be able to slip out of the city quickly under the noses of those guys, but I didn’t expect it.
, in those deep alleys in the port that I should be very familiar with, I actually ran into a terrifying scene that I have never experienced in most of my life..."
Cherki stopped, grabbed the wine glass and took a sip to strengthen his courage.
Xue Hua noticed that the expression on his face became ugly again, and the veins in the hand holding the wine glass popped out, as if he was going to crush the wine glass made of sea flowers.
After a long while, the old man calmed down again and continued to speak in an extremely hoarse voice.
"I walked through those small alleys for about ten minutes. According to my estimation, I can see the city wall of the port area in a few hundred meters, so I planned to speed up my pace, but you know, I
These legs and feet... hehe...
So after walking for a while, I became tired, and the place where my left leg was connected to the wooden prosthetic leg was in terrible pain.
I had no choice but to stop and rest for a while. I leaned against the wall and rubbed my legs, hoping to regain my ability to walk as soon as possible.
But at this moment, an extremely strong smell of blood came from the entrance of the alley where I was at that time. The smell of blood was so strong that it made people breathless, as if someone had taken your breath away.
Thrown into a large vat filled with blood...
I have worked on sea hunting boats for most of my life. The smell of blood is very strong when sea animals are caught. But to reach the level I smelled at that time, at least five ship-eating whales must have been drained of blood.