A new sound. Real sound. Here and now.

Pike rolled his eyes and saw that the wooden staircase was bent by his heavy boots. A stout man stepped out of the dock and walked towards the undulating ship moored in the harbor.

He saw blood. He stopped, reached for his coat and pulled a musket out of his coat. The barrel is held in front of his chest, ready to fire at any time. Damn stupid people.

Pike stepped into the moonlight. The man's face looked like he had seen a ghost. His mouth was tighter than the wallet of a moneylender on the dock. The eyes are wide open, and the vibration is non-stop, like a pair of jellyfish, like the surface of the windy water.

"Who?" he shouted.

See for yourself.

The musket is pointed at Pike's head. Flash, a pop. I hit it, but it was wood. Pike is no longer where he is.

He was in the fog.

He scattered into grains of salt and droplets—from a man to a cloud of mist. He had heard that they called him a ghost. That's half right.

The brawny man reloaded. The wrinkled forehead was covered with sweat like beans.

In the few precious seconds, Pike was everywhere. On the dark side of the air, at the end of the sound of water, Pike stared at the strong man. Frightened eyes, yellow pupils. Gray unkempt beard. His cheeks are saggy, the bridge of his nose is crooked, his lips are chapped, and his ears have been beaten into the shape of a cauliflower from countless tavern brawls.

Looks like a captain.

The man was giving off a sweet and pungent taste of fear. Fear that makes your heels tremble.

Smells like a captain.

Pike needs to make sure. He was transformed into a physical entity - Pike was not small in size, and with a pair of glowing evil eyes that the ocean had given him, he looked even bigger. Tell me what your name is, he whispered.

The man didn't expect someone to suddenly be behind him. Who would have predicted. Maybe it's only in fantasies, nightmares, or when bragging in a tavern. But in reality, everyone will pee their pants in fear and fall into. The captain was not spared. He tripped over his boots and rolled down the stairs like a sack of canned food.

Pike walked down slowly, step by step. A large Noxian ship is moored at the dock. Is there a difference between a cargo ship or a disaster ship? He didn't think so.

When I'm done with these steps, you'll explain it all to me.

The man gasped sharply. The wind is not on his side today. Pant. Like a fish on land. Fat hands stretched out into the air.

I remember you......

One-step.

The whitish knuckles grip the edge of the deck......

One-step.

You watch.

One-step. A dock rat scurried closer. Dinner is almost here.

Laughing.

Spat and splash. Tears flowed. "Bye...... Come on...... I don't know what you're talking about......"

One-step.

Name. Say.

"Beck! Beck Ned!"

Pike stopped, one last step off the ground. He checked the list. It's all red markings. It's all crossed out names.

Over here. Baker Ned. Alternate crew.

There is no red cross. The sky is generally clear. It must have been a crooked fold of paper before.

Baker Ned. Yes, I remember you. You were there at the time.

"I've never seen you! I just arrived today in Birgi—"

There's no way a person with a razor hook on his face can lie. They can't beg, they can't sell information they don't know.

Shaving hooks, good stuff. Polished shark bones. Sharper than steel. Even the belt bone, you can poke it in one go. The more the person struggles, the deeper the hook becomes. Baker has found out. His eyes were genuinely frightened.

The eyes pierced Pike's mind.

The tide of memories hit, and he let the tide rush into his heart, overshadowing Baker's grunting pleading.

A beast trap. A four-masted ship with ragged sails. The waves rise like mountains.

Unkempt beard in the winds of the far seas. There were about a dozen people on deck. Look. yellow eyes. Baker Ned's yellow eyes widened in disbelief.

Then, the teeth.

Valoran's waterways have been around for a long time, but the demon Tam Kenchi has a much longer history. From the muddy tent stalls of the Anaconda Valley, through the salty halls of Bilgewater, to the gilded tables of Piltover and Zaun – anyone who has coveted the riches of others will know what it is like to be hungry and thirsty after meeting the King of the River.

The earliest legend about this guy comes from a group of homeless people who traveled to and from the Python River Valley. They mentioned a huge fish with a wide, deep mouth that lured people with insatiable desires. There's a story about a young man who was known for his honesty. Although he was born to be a boatman, he was tired of seeing the barren riverbanks and longed for a better life. The King of the River promised him that if he told a little lie, he would give him an unforgettable experience. It seems to be a free benefit, so the boatman talked big about it when he chatted with his brother. That night, the demon came out and pointed him to a river that he had never noticed before. Following the road, he came to a camp of outsiders. They brought him food and drink, and called him brother. By daybreak, the boatmen were well fed and ready to go home. Then the demon came again, promising a happier experience if he lied again. Intrigued, he agreed to the deal and deceived his employer. The river diverged its way again, and he went down the river for a night of greater luxury. Again and again, night after night, the once honest boatman now lied without much effort.

When the river finally flowed into the sea, he found himself alone and at a loss for what to do—no one had lied to him anymore. So many foolish choices, he is to blame, and he can no longer find his way home.

The bitter waters of the continent have brought the story of the King of the Rivers to Blue Flame Island. As the rumors grew, people gave him a name - Tam Kench. In Bilgewater, some people get rich, some people are destitute. Tides ebb and flow, and so does wealth. Many tavern stories mention Old Tamu as a demon who lives in the water, is the most addicted to gambling and is never satisfied. As a result, this talkative guy became a symbol of the many gambling dens and crime places in the city.

The opening of the Gates of the Sun made it easy for Bilgewater and Piltover to trade, and the story of Tamkench became more and more widely known in Evolution City and Zaun below. The children knew him as "Two Coats" because the fish was so fat that they had to sew the two coats together to fit them in. He wears a smug top hat and a big mouth that is wider than the entire city. He stirred the jealousy of the young mechanics. Take a hundred plating to read the latest chapter of "The Strongest Scholar Corpse Kun System Claw Book House" for free for the first time.