《Chivalrous Thief》Chapter 4 - Escape
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Chapter 4 - Escape
I learned a new lesson today, No matter how pretty a girl is you shouldn't help.
Right now I'm sitting in a brown comfy chair, at the office of the guard's captain. Why you ask? Because I'm being framed for being the accomplice of that fucking thief-girl, what the fuck.
"Okay, so what you're saying is you thought that. Tracy, the most notorious person in this town was a normal girl and was innocent?" The Captain said as he looked at me dumbfounded.
"H-how was I supposed to know? I just got here earlier today and is new to this town" I said nervously
'I screwed up' I thought to myself.
"Bullshit!" The captain shouted as he angrily stood up "I know your eyes boy, those are the eyes of a thief. I've dealt with your kind before"
"What? No seriously I-I just got here earlier you can even ask the lady there at the gate"
"Details are not important, What's important is imprisoning scum like you," The man said with a devilish grin on his face
What the hell, I've only been in this world for a day and I'm already getting prosecuted?
I looked at the man and thought to myself. 'Identify'
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Name: Ceras Linsley
Race:Human
Age:36
Job:Warrior.
Level:44
STATS
Strenght:142
Agility:44
Intelligence:34
Wisdom:75
Skills
Level 2 20 Hit slash
Level 8 Iron Body
Level 4 Axe Throw
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Shit, even if there were two of me I don't think I can ever beat this man.
After 15 seconds of silence, I finally got a plan.
"Well, I have no choice but to escape then," I said while looking the man straight in the eyes.
"Escape? HAHAHAHAHA" The captain said as he burst into laughter "Just try anything funny boy, and I'll put a sword in your fucking mouth." He brandished his sword from its sheath.
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I grabbed a handkerchief from my pocket and threw it at the captains face
'Time stop' I thought to myself.
As the timed stop, I rushed towards the door grabbing the handle.
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Oh shit, its fucking locked. I now regret trying to escape.
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Fuck, now I gotta find another way out. I ran into the center of the room.
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FUCK! FUCK! FUCK!, I can feel my heart beating faster as I panicked, trying to find a way out.
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'bingo' I finally found it, the way out just behind the captain I see a window.
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Quickly, I rushed into the window while my right hand grabbed the captain's sword.
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As the time stopped my body went flying towards the window, I can feel glass shards stabbing into my skin. I think if it wasn't for the adrenaline I'd be dead by now.
Below me I see water approaching quickly, 'shit I'm falling down'
I felt the water touching my skin and getting absorbed through my clothes, why my whole body is bleeding.'
'Is this how I'm going to die' I thought to myself, I still have a lot of things i want to do.
NO! No, I refuse to die!... i re..fuse to die. I ..............................................
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