Cheat Awakening

Chapter 263: Chapter 263. A Weird Old Man

Seeing Myne open the door, the old man let out a breath of relief and quickly walked toward it but suddenly stopped by Myne. Myne again examined the old man seriously and cast appraisal skill him to confirm if he wasn't another mysterious figure like Wanish, who had literally caused Velvet's death.

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"Is he a pervert? I am having a bad feeling about him," Velvet said, covering her body with her arm and shivering.

"Don't worry. If he dares to lay his gaze on you, I will make sure he regrets it," Myne assured Velvet while again hiding her behind him.

"Oye, Old Man, can't you please stop... whatever you are doing? You are making me regret my decision," Myne said angrily with a frown.

"Sorry, sorry. I was just carried away in excitement. You see, it's been a long time for me to see something good in this damn place. Sigh, don't be confused; you will understand soon what I mean," The old man, jumping and rolling on the bed like a child, spoke emotionally.

"You are speaking as if you've been in this town for quite a long time. How long have you been stuck here?" Myne, seeing a hidden message in the old man's speech, asked curiously.

"Hehe, want to know? But let me give you a warning: hold your heart tight because this information can be very shocking for your little heart... I've been in this town for the past 6 years, 6 months, and 6 days."

As The old man said that, there was a moment of silence in the room before exclaimed in shock.

"What! You mean in the past 6 and a half years, without finding any way to get out of this town?"

Even Velvet, who always stayed optimistic, felt despair after hearing The old man's answer.

"Haha, of course not. My lover and I once found a way to get out of this town, but then I not only lost my lover but also 30 years of my lifespan. The loss was so significant that I never had the courage to try again."

Giving Myne and Velvet one more shock, the old man nodded his head and continued, "Otherwise, why is an old man at my age, who should be playing with his grandchildren at home, holding a battle axe in his hand with a muscular body? Some years ago, I was also young like you, full of vigour, but after that incident, my youth abandoned me early, and old age trapped me in its clutch.

Sigh, I should have listened to my parents and gotten married early, so now at least my bloodline wouldn't end with me."

"Hahaha, I'm also talking like a grandpa now, right? Let's not talk about those gloomy things; let's start again with our introduction. My name is Alban, what about you guys?"

"My name is Myne, and this is my wife, Velvet," Myne, while trying to conceal their information as much as he could, spoke seriously. The way he called Velvet his wife was clear so that the perverted old man in front of him wouldn't make any wrong ideas in his mind.

Velvet, who was silently observing everything from behind Myne, upon hearing him call her his wife, couldn't help but smile merrily.

"Oh, I see, a newlywed couple on a honeymoon, huh? But don't you think this is not a good place to visit on your honeymoon?" Alban asked jokingly while lying on the bed.

"Don't joke around, old man. Do you think we came here of our own will? We were traveling when that damn black fog surrounded us and forced us to come to this town..."

"By the way, since you guys have a clean bed, clean clothes, and you two don't look hungry, this means you should have a storage bag with you, right? Can you give me something to eat? I haven't had anything good for a long time," Alban interrupted Myne in the middle and asked.

His eagle-like eyes lingered on Velvet's body for a few seconds, but seeing there was no storage pouch on her, he moved his gaze to Myne.

"Are you talking so much nonsense before just because you wanted to ask for food, right?" Myne asked with a poker face. A vein appeared on his forehead. If it weren't for the fact that he currently needed this shameless old man's help, he might have already kicked him out of the house.

"Haha, don't be so selfish, kiddo. Have some pity on the elderly. I haven't eaten anything good for years. Do you have any idea how difficult those years were for me? If it were someone with weak willpower in my spot, he might have handed himself to the undead to avoid suffering a long ago."

"Huh? What do you mean you haven't eaten anything good? Didn't the festival have so many dishes? At that time, there were no undead roaming around in the town. Why didn't you eat food then?" Velvet, listening carefully, suddenly asked, making Alban's mouth twisted for some reason.