In the Snake Bay Tavern, the melodious sound of the piano and the cheerful atmosphere echoed among all the guests who came to drink the night wine.

In King's Harbour, it was a tradition for seafarers to drink late wine, and these people often had to go to sea during the day and return at night.

Seafarers' habits have given rise to the unique night-time economy of the King's Harbour area, where many shops are closed during the day and open at night, earning money from the pockets of seafarers who have just traded their lives for money.

In addition to the Snake Bay Tavern, several other "taverns" on Third Avenue are also very hot, and as for what services are provided there, I believe there is no need to say more.

But inside the Snake Bay Tavern, the owner of the tavern, the mysterious captain of the legendary sea hunter, is adamant that it is not allowed, so the drinkers who come here to drink are purely here to drink, and if you want to have other fun, please go out and turn right, the taverns on Third Avenue will meet all your needs.

At this moment in the tavern, the bard playing the bobord had mingled with the surrounding seamen, and he had replaced it with another instrument, a small stringed instrument called the "fishbone harp".

It was originally invented by sailors at sea to boost morale during long sailing journeys.

Therefore, its sound is high-pitched and melodious, with a unique bay style, and it is a musical instrument that people who go to sea all year round like and identify with very much.

With the melodious sound of the fishbone piano, Cherki, who was sitting at the bar, ended his second story, which also made Xue Hua realize that the things that the old man told were probably not fiction, at least not this one.

Because of the experiences that old Cherki just talked about, Xue Hua can be said to empathize.

In the recently concluded Battle of Kurast Harbor, the piles of corpses and the black-robed Hellcultists and their evil sacrifice rituals were still vividly retained in Xue Hua's memory.

He believed that an ordinary old man who had been with the sea for many years and had never seen a real demonic monster in his life would never be able to make up a story so similar to the rituals of the Hellcultists.

In other words, King's Harbor has been infested with Hellcultists and has successfully performed at least one sacrifice ceremony for unknown purposes, and based on what Cherki has seen, it is likely that the Legion of Professionals in King's Harbor has also been infiltrated by the forces of Hell in some unknown way.

However, according to Cherki, all these things he saw were years ago, and there has been nothing related to the demonic invasion in King's Harbor until recently, so it is possible that the demon's plan has been destroyed by the professionals in the city.

Otherwise, the demons and hellcultists here should also follow suit when the hated demon god Mephisto launches his series of plans, causing havoc and chaos in King's Harbor and preventing their reinforcements from the battlefields of Rugoin and the Rainforest.

All in all, no matter what, the story just now really raised the credibility of Cherki's words to a notch in Xue Hua's heart, and he immediately ordered the monitoring king worm and the shadow worms lurking in the city to go to the two story locations that Cherki just said to investigate, and see if they could find something that the old Cherki, an ordinary person, could not see.

Xue Hua, meanwhile, continued to sit at the bar in the tavern, tapping lightly on the table for the bartender to fill up, and ordering two side dishes for fried arrowfin and fried dire shark steak, while continuing to urge Cherky to tell his next story.

"Young man, do you like to listen to these strange things so much? This isn't like what a decent person of your age should do......"

Cherki directly reached out and grabbed a fried crispy arrowfin fish and stuffed it into his mouth, stretched out his tongue and licked the oil on his hand greedily, turned his head to look at Xue Hua and asked with some puzzlement.

Pan-fried arrowfish and deep-fried dire shark steak are the chef's signature crafts at Snake Bay Tavern, and a single dish costs one silver sail coin, which is equivalent to the price of 50 glasses of bitter algae.

Even an old seafarer like Xiang Cherki, who has relatively little savings, is reluctant to eat a few times a year.

The young man in front of him actually ordered one at a time in order to listen to his story, and he had never seen this sincerity to listen to the story.

"I told you, I'm a traveling merchant, and my favorite thing to do outside of business is to listen to stories and collect stories, which is my hobby, and that's what I do."

Xue Hua smiled, lowered his head and used a knife and fork to cut off a piece of meat from the dinosaur steak and stuffed it into his mouth.

Well, it's a bit old, far inferior to her own Funia's craftsmanship, but it's passable.

"Hah! Since you like to listen to stories so much, then I will continue to satisfy you, for the sake of your hospitality, my old bone is suffering once. ”

Cherki grabbed the wine glass and took a sip, and at the same time glanced at Xue Hua with some deep meaning.

Although he is not a big person, he has been floating on the sea for so many years, and the human nature he has seen is profound.

His instincts told him that the motives of the young unspoken traveling merchant in front of him to hear what he had experienced were not as simple as he himself had claimed.

But... Whatever?

He is willing to listen, I am willing to speak, and there is food and drink, and both of them are satisfied, what's so bad about that?

Although it is true that recalling those things makes people feel uncomfortable to re-experience them, but that's all, and it won't lose a piece of meat?

So, Cherki drained the glass in one gulp, and then began to tell Xue Hua a third story before the bartender helped him to refill the next glass.

"What I'm going to talk about now, it happened not so long ago, well, about... Hiss... It was less than half a month ago, and at first glance it sounded a little incredible, and even I sometimes wondered if I was old and dizzy, or drunk and confused, but in terms of weirdness, the previous two things couldn't compare to it. ”

The old man reached out and grabbed an arrowfin fish from the plate, but instead of stuffing it into his mouth, he held it up in front of Xue Hua.

"I was also the first mate and harpooner of a sea-hunting ship before that terrible shipwreck, and it was a good job, and we had made up for many big ones, and we had caught many little ones like the one in my hands.

At that time, we had a netcaster on the boat, named Dane, who was an expert at catching small fish.

Every time we sailed back from the open sea, if the big guy didn't catch it, the captain would ask Dane to cast a net to make up for some small fish before returning to port.

Hey, this guy's mantra at the time was 'Big Fish Aren't Enough, Small Fish Make Up'! ”

After Cherky finished speaking, he stuffed the whole fish in his hand into his mouth, and even the crunch of the belt bones creaked.

"When the shipwreck happened, Dane rested in the inner compartment of the ship because he didn't need fishing nets, and when the damn big seaworm broke the keel of our ship, the whole inner compartment smashed under the surface of the sea.

In that case, there would be no way out of the cabin, especially since our ship is surrounded by a large school of scavenging fish.

So when I went ashore with a few other old guys, we all thought that Dane and the other guys in the inner cabin were dead......"

At this point, the elder Cherki fell silent and did not speak until a few minutes later when he uttered an astonishing remark.

"We've always thought they're dead, we've been thinking that way for decades, and if I hadn't stumbled across Dane in the alley next to the Second Avenue fish market that day, I think I'd probably still think so......"