I, Lord of the End

2022-01-13

Chapter 2, Human Sofa

Sid shuddered from his sleep, surrounded by darkness, and when he woke up, he found He was sitting in a small and confined space, his legs moved towards the sides, his hands stretched forward on the armrests, and was completely restrained by leather, even his face was lightly wrapped in a layer of leather live.

He was probably confused for a few seconds, and then he quickly recalled his state and mission, and then his strange dream. At the end of the dream, he saw an indescribable horror creature working with Fight dragons surrounded by lightning bolts.

“What Cthulhu vs. Godzilla?” Sid lightly grumbled, but he fell silent.

The surroundings were dark. He was alone and had been in the dark for four days. For the past four days, in the dark, he could only rely on the cold water and a little dry food he carried with him to satisfy his hunger. Be quiet and choose to eat at certain times.

It wasn’t because he was caught, he did it of his own accord.

Yes, that’s right, Sid is voluntary.

He is now hiding in other people’s homes, in other people’s sofa chairs.

This is the man’s favorite sofa chair, it has a brown outer skin, a wide back, soft upholstery, an inner frame made of birch wood, beautiful armrests, and a down cushion, the sofa The inner bone is made of cherry wood, and every corner of the classical hollow pattern carefully carved by the sculptor is oiled.

Now, Sid’s body is the inner frame of the sofa chair, his hands are the armrests of the sofa chair, his chest is the backrest of the sofa chair, and he has tucked himself into the sofa chair for four full weeks. God.

This wasn’t the first time he had a dream about the “Seven Seals” prophecy, and Sid quickly put his dream behind him.

“Boom~” The sound of the door closing cautiously can be vaguely heard, and based on the degree of light transmission through the seam of the leather sofa, Sid judges that it should be almost 1:00 pm now, and that should be the maid washing. After finishing the bowl, leave the characteristic careful door slamming.

This is No. 45 Helvetia Baden Street, the capital of the Rizlan Kingdom, the heart of the mercenary kingdom. The Kingdom Council is located three blocks away, and those who can live here are at least third-class citizens, even if they are not nobles— -Sivis, the mercenary guild is at the end of the street. There is a lot of people here. Sid can hear the noise on the street outside, and can also feel that the room is extremely quiet.

After four days of ambush, the opportunity finally came. Just today, the hostess of the house and her husband have agreed to take the two children to the Grand Theater to watch Rizlan’s famous drama “Hell Expedition”. According to Sid’s understanding, the show will leave at 4:50 in the afternoon. According to the rule Sid concluded, the servants at home will go home to rest after finishing lunch, and will not come to cook dinner until about 5:20 in the evening.

The teenager recalled his plan this time.

He is not a professional Assassin, so more caution is required.

It’s a constrained, dimly lit environment where Sid has to force himself to focus.

His target is Ollie-Hoffman, a big fatty about 1.69 meters tall and weighing about 256 pounds (232 pounds), he is in his early forties, but maybe It’s because he’s overweight. He looks a little old and slow to move. Whenever Ollie-Hoffman sits on his body across a layer of leather, Sid can feel the plump layers of fat and a greasy smell at close range. The breath, and the faint smell of smoke, the body temperature of the jazz will also be transmitted to him at this time.

According to Sid’s investigation, Ollie-Hoffman was born in the Principality of Evil Wolf. Relying on extremely solid technology and relatively good knowledge, he once served as a very important prosecutor in the Holy Empire official position, Grade Five bureaucrat. .

What is a magistrate?

It is very simple, the Prosecutor is a position responsible for measuring and liquidating the land area and production of the noble manor and reporting it to the imperial court and the church to facilitate tax collection. This is a Level 5 official, as a third-class citizen of the Holy Empire ——Sivis, Hoffman can rely on this to relieve his whole family from labor.

It’s not easy for Mr. Hoffman to stand out among the three and the others, but as far as Sid knows, he happened to meet the Holy Empire’s procuratorial decree a few years ago, because he reported a real number and offended him. After being transferred to a local nobleman, he came to Rizlan.

The boss asked him to monitor a boy named “Sid”.

That’s right, it’s me.

Sid couldn’t help sneering when he thought of this. If it was Sir Hoffman who just arrived, he should be worrying about his disappearance and looking for his silhouette everywhere, right?

It’s a pity that, after three years of futile monitoring, from the very beginning of conscientiousness to step-by-step and then to dealing with things, people will change.

Old Sir is now a lazy dog. He probably feels that he has been deceived by those great characters. Well, it’s all over. After months of anti-surveillance, Hoffman’s most important The content of work is to stare at cigarettes and drink cider to read the newspaper. As for Sid’s action record this month? Hoffman had it all compiled for him and sent to his boss seven days earlier.

Since a year ago, Hoffman’s working hours have changed. He usually wakes up at nine o’clock in the morning, pester and chirp don’t arrive at the office across the street until ten o’clock, and lunch is delivered to him at noon. , from the downstairs, use the basket to hang the rice, and return home an hour earlier at four o’clock in the afternoon, sitting on this sofa chair, breathing clouds, Sid listens to him complaining about Rizlan’s poor food, thin food The air and the cold environment, for four days, every day.

Sid understands a little bit why someone is watching him, he doesn’t know why he came through, he knows that there are many things in himself that are completely different from ordinary people, and there are strange things that even he himself can’t understand. place.

He even wondered if he was human.

Sid also doesn’t understand why the surveillance is endless. From his birth to now, Sid has never exposed his differences in front of anyone. He is a human being and has a strong bloodline return. Ancestral signs of the noble descendant, nothing more.

Without further ado, taking advantage of the empty space at home, Sid shook the sofa chair from the sofa chair, extended the hand from the gap, and placed the prepared letter on the sofa chair.

He drew back his hand from the top of the sturdy armrest, under the pressure of the leather, and put the cold water and dry food with him on his waist.

I was a little hungry. Sid carefully chewed the dry food and took a sip of water. The four-day lurking also brought his body and spirit to the limit.

If there were people at home, they would be scared to death, right? There was a human figure eating in the sofa chair, and the indescribable creature just under the leather was squirming. Sid laughed at himself and said with a smile.

“ka-cha!”

Suddenly there was a sound of opening the door of the house, Sid was shaken all over, and the sofa chair shook violently because of his movement, Sid didn’t know what to do. He put down the water bag and biscuits in a hurry, stretched out his hands again and inserted them between the inner frame and the armrests, silently.

You can’t hear me, you can’t hear me.

Sid took a breather.

However, most of the things on the world backfired. The visitor seemed to have heard the movement in the house, and his characteristic muddy and viscous voice came from the door: “Is anyone there?”

The silence in the room was in sharp contrast to the noise outside.

Sir Hoffman is definitely back! Sid knew his voice so well he wanted to roll his eyes.

As expected of my lazy dog, fish king, chief salary thief of the empire.

It’s only two o’clock in the afternoon, and this man actually went home from get off work.

He wants shameless? The imperial court pays Hoffman 6 gold ecubits every month to make you a master in Rizlan. Is this how you worry about the country? !

The plan has changed, and it appears to be ahead of schedule.

The good news is that you will have more time to deal with the scene, the bad news is that the risk factor has increased significantly.

Sid reconsidered his plan again, his body was motionless, and he tried to keep quiet.

“Is anyone there?” The heavy and slow footsteps of the person who came came, repeated in the direction he moved towards Sid.

Tsk, this fear of death, Sid disdain in his heart, but also knows that Sir Hoffman’s worries are not without reason.

This person reported that he had offended the Principality of Evil Wolf and caused considerable losses to many nobles. Someone once threatened to spend 500 gold ecubits to buy other people’s heads. Hoffman was scared to death at that time. Hurry up to report to the court to request to be equipped with guards, but obviously the Holy Empire court does not care about the life and death of the three and the others, and rejects it.

“Squeak~” The door was pushed open, accompanied by the sound of sharp knives unsheathed.

Leather shoes on the carpet, from far to near.

Pupu~

Every footstep sounded in Sid’s heart, the young man adjusted his breathing cautiously, and at the same time complained about the other’s cowardice and fear of death.

Why are you nervous, you lazy dog, there is no one at home!

motionless.

With a vague auditory judgment, the person came to a position about two or three steps away from the sofa chair, his footsteps stopped, and the sound of the needle in the room could be heard.

He couldn’t hear anything, and Sid couldn’t see anything except the dim light through the leather of the sofa.

Is Sir Hoffman observing?

There should be nothing to observe, right?

Sid understands the layout of this part of the living room. In front of the sofa chair is a long square table against the wall and the window. On the table are several volumes of parchment, a quill dipped in an ink bottle, A kerosene lamp, to the left of the long table, a bookcase, and to the right an oil painting of Hoffman’s own portrait.

It only takes a glance to see everything, and everything is invisible.

But all Sid can do is wait patiently.

After another 20 seconds of silence, Sid heard the voice of the long sword entering sheathe again, and the person who came came mumbled a few times, as if he had let down his guard.

Yes, yes, yes, that’s it, sit down, Sid thought.

Enjoy the last cigar of your life.

Just when he wanted to breathe a sigh of relief, a fluffy mass suddenly appeared on his calf, then got into his trousers, and crawled up along his thigh desperately, until he got out of his pants.

Oops! Sid’s heart suddenly felt bad, he could only take the risk of moving his body slightly back, barely moved towards the bottom, and in the dim sofa, a pair of small green eyes were looking at him!

It’s the mouse!

A mice smelled the smell of broken biscuits and got in through the vent at some point!

Damn it! Sid subconsciously reviewed his plan again, but he never expected that he had reached the last step, but suddenly a mouse appeared and disrupted his plan!

Go, go! ! !

Sid, but mice couldn’t understand what he meant, and it started to eat the leftovers of the biscuits, enjoying it.

What’s more terrifying is that the sofa chair is shaking at a very weak speed with the movement of mice!

How could this go unnoticed by the vigilant!

As expected, just as the mice were chewing happily, Sid heard the sound of the long sword being unsheathed again, the ground shook, and his body trembled.

The visitor takes a step forward.

“Who’s where?” Sid could hear the fear in his voice: “Who’s over the couch?”

He really wanted to reply: “There’s no one on the couch, How could there be people hiding in the sofa!”

However, at this moment, the mouse on Sid’s lap had eaten the residue and was still tossing, and even Sid himself could feel the slight shaking of the sofa. .

Why can’t I make the base more stable!

Sid complained.

What’s worse is that Baden Street is just outside. There are not only knight officers patrolling the street, but also dozens of mercenaries waiting for work. As long as there is a little big noise, Sid expose yourself.

Because of this, Sid was not able to devise this assassination plan.

What should I do?

Sid had a 50% certainty that he could kill Sir Hoffman in three strokes if he went out and tried his best, but he was not even 100% sure that he would not let Sir Hoffman call for help or make a noise!

If you give up the assassination and run for your life now, Sid has full confidence that he can escape alive, but Hoffman, who has been monitoring him for three years, can’t recognize him, not to mention that Sid is wearing a mask, even Hoffman who has turned into ashes. Can recognize him!

What does it mean for a monitor to find a problem with the monitored object?

What should I do?

The impatient Sid only felt his mouth dry, and he moved towards the mouse standing three inches below his belly and gave him a fiercely glance.

Mouse! You really killed me this time!

You must, calm down, Sid, you must calm down!

The teenager hinted to himself that he didn’t even dare to take a deep breath, so he could only close his eyes, recalling the assassination plan over and over again in his head, his entire body tensed, and his streamlined muscles tightened.

He can only concentrate on listening to the sound, if there is wind of a sword, Sid will fight back immediately, if not, then he can only wait.

It’s just that the mouse seemed to feel Sid’s anger, it barked a few times, climbed down the trousers, and disappeared into the darkness.

“wa!” Before Sid could think about what that meant, Sir Hoffman’s exclamation followed, and the sound of heavy footsteps quickly drifted away.

“It turned out to be you little mouse!” Surprised, he let out a long sigh of relief. The person who came was obviously relieved, and his laughter was much more relaxed: “Get out of here.”

“zhi zhi zhi ~”

“dong dong dong ~”

The squawk’s cry rang out from time to time, and the heavy footsteps followed the squirt’s cry. , one big, one small, the sound of zhi zhi disappeared first, followed by the sound of footsteps, followed by the sound of a heavy door bolt, the person who came to lock the door.

Sid sitting on the sofa was also lightly at the same time, controlling the strength and letting out a sigh of relief.

He doesn’t know whether to thank the mouse or hate the mouse.

As soon as he finished his breath, two heavy knocks came from the upper left side of his left brain, and Sid quickly held his breath.

“I’m sorry, brother, I’m blaming you!”

tone barely fell, a plump weight first pressed on Sid’s legs, and the leather sofa groaned in pain Screaming, and then Sid only felt his chest gradually being squeezed by the weight.

What’s it like to be crushed under a 256-pound fatty?

It was the experience, Sid couldn’t help but groaned with the sound of the sofa, he had a feeling of being filled, his legs were pressed, his chest was pressed, his His face was even buried in a clump of fluffy fat, the greasy smell and the faint cigar smell assaults the senses, and Sid pulled his face back a little to keep his breath.

There is no way to do this. Sid is still waiting. He has waited for four days and doesn’t care if he waits a little longer. Although today’s situation is a bit unexpected, Sid has already felt the sound coming from the top of his leg. strange.

He hurriedly reviewed the plan again.

“en?” The person who came here probably also felt something under his buttocks, he stood up, and Sid only felt his whole body loosen.

The next second, a heavier impact struck again.

Sparse sound, the sound of a knife opening the wax seal, a faint dim light returned to Sid’s face.

“Sir Hoffman personally? Strange, should be sent to the office.” The visitor was also obviously puzzled.

Read on, just read on, what are you wondering? Sid secretly cheers for those who come.

This is a well-written letter from Sid that will stir up Sir Hoffman’s emotions and create opportunities for himself.

After only a few seconds, the breathing of the incoming person suddenly increased, and I could feel the tremor, his angry roar and the classic imperial scolding shook Sid’s eardrums a little: “Damn, bitch. Son-in-law! Who?!”

Sid slowly raised the corners of his mouth. Hoffman must have seen his letter mocking him for arriving late and leaving early, saying he was a lazy dog and giving him the “fishing king” The “Imperial Chief Salary Thief” part.

It wasn’t a secret either. The whole street knew about Hoffman leaving get off work early. He probably thought it was the mercenary chiefs and businessmen or neighbors who were making fun of him.

It was followed by impatient leg shaking. The visitor started shaking his legs, and even Sid was forced to shake. He was a little grateful, which made his muscles relax. Sid guessed that the visitor had already Seeing the parts of himself that made fun of him for being fat and having a bad career, and also, the fact that a Level 5 officer with a bright future was suddenly dispatched to Rizlan for a useless surveillance mission, Hoffman had no reason not to be upset.

Wait, keep waiting.

“Sigh~” a breathless voice sounded, as expected by Sid, if anyone sees someone in an anonymous letter who can describe their life details and private secrets in detail, they will feel scared.

Ready, Sid held his breath.

The person on him shook suddenly, his back left the backrest, and naturally also left Sid’s chest, his hands left the armrest, and the wavy impact made Sid’s legs numb.

The opportunity is here!

The letter, at the end of the letter, is a question from Sid, a no-prize quiz.

“I’m at your house, I’m always there.”

“Guess where I am?”

A normal person would see this and As confirmed above, then his first reaction should be to get up immediately, but Hoffman is more heavyweight, and he can’t get up in one breath, so his action should be to let the back leave the backrest first.

This also means that Sid is about to act.

The boy pulled his hands out from the armrests of the sofa, he immediately reached to his waist and touched the hilt of the dagger.

Relying on the blurred light and shadow, he could see the broad back of the person who came, and the light circle around the back. When he didn’t let an opportunity slip by, Sid judged the position a little, and his hands were short. The sword stabbed like lightning, pierced through the leather of the sofa, and pierced through the obstacles ahead.

“Wu!” The person’s body shook violently, and a heavy weight came from the dagger, as if he wanted to press the sword back.

There is no need to hide, Sid continues to push the sword forward with both hands, until the weight is off the hilt, and then his body begins to stretch forward.

His forehead touched the leather surface of the sofa.

His nose pushed the leather up slightly.

His lips touched the leather, and a bit of saltiness came to his taste buds.

Grabbing the dagger in his left hand, Sid cut through the leather surface of the sofa, following the dagger pierced in the leather, and the oncoming fresh air, slightly oily of a middle-aged man, fascinated him , the dazzling sunlight made him unable to open his eyes.

For a split second, Sid had an illusion, if it was a bit warm and comfortable like being in the mother’s womb before, then now he feels like a free breeze, and that feeling is like being out of Free from the shackles of the body, and transmit the spirit to the endless stars and the end of the galaxy.

“Save…Save…” The voice called back Sid’s attention, and his discomfort in the face of the light was relieved. Sid turned his attention to the man on the ground.

It’s Sir Hoffman, wearing a standard wool shirt with overalls, small eyes, a pointy aquiline nose, a small mouth, a triple chin, and a dagger thrust. Behind him, the bright red color ran over the white on the shirt.

It was obvious that Hoffman wanted to call for help, but because of the lung injury, he could only utter vague words.

Sir Hoffman immediately retched, as if thinking that there was a large living person on the sofa he had been sitting on for days in a row.

My head was a little dizzy, and my eyes were tearing up because I didn’t see things well for a long time. Sid took a deep breath and looked at Sir Hoffman, who was lying on the ground.

It worked! The four days of torture was worth it.

Now, he has something to know.

The new book is finally here! I beg you all to please do me a favour! Do not miss passing through!

(end of this chapter)