Everyone else is a trainer, but you are a swordsman?

Time passed minute by minute, and the sky gradually darkened.

Feeling that the time was almost up, Feng, who was resting in the room, slowly opened his eyes. It was already past two in the morning, and it was finally time to start moving.

"This operation should be done with caution. No fighting should break out." Feng muttered to himself, as if the idea of survival had been engraved in his bones.

The reason we waited so long was because we took into consideration that Uncle Straw Hat might not be used to riding on a boat for the first time and might not be able to fall asleep when he first lay down. However, it was already two o'clock, so normally he would have probably fallen into a deep sleep.

In the pitch-black darkness, Feng groped his way out of bed quietly.

After placing the backpack containing the kapok ball elf egg, Feng quickly and quietly slipped into the shadow like a ghost, merging into the darkness.

Then he slowly squeezed out from the crack of the door and came into the bright and quiet corridor.

The corridor was empty, the lighting was soft and warm, and paintings of the Jinlang from different periods and angles were hung on the walls, telling of its heritage and history.

Feng was outside the straw hat uncle's door, listening quietly to the movements inside, but he didn't hear any sound. He squinted his eyes slightly and peeked in through the crack of the door. The room was pitch black, with no light coming out.

"call."

After confirming it was safe, Feng took a deep breath and slowly walked into the house.

As soon as he entered the room, darkness instantly enveloped him. Feng had not yet adapted to the sudden change in light and darkness, and his eyes could not see anything clearly.

After a while, when he gradually adapted, he gradually figured out the surrounding environment.

The room was unusually quiet; he could clearly hear the sound of waves outside. The air was filled with a depressing atmosphere that made him feel a little breathless.

The layout of the room is similar to Feng's, with tables, chairs, wardrobes, bathrooms, and single beds all visible at a glance.

The bed was a little messy, but no one was on it. On the table lay a straw hat and some neatly arranged clothes, exactly the same set the Straw Hat Man was wearing today.

In addition, there is a cloth bag, which should be the one containing the mega stone.

"This is!"

Suddenly, Feng frowned. He keenly smelled a hint of blood in the air. This pungent smell was very familiar to him.

An indescribable feeling of danger and weirdness suddenly surged into my heart.

But the willpower honed by long-term life and death situations forced him to calm down and start to think about his next plan.

"It's not good, something happened here."

The Straw Hat Man isn't in bed; he might have changed into some clothes and gone out to do some errands, like going to the ship's black market. Mega stones are casually placed on the table, perhaps because he thinks they're fake and shouldn't be treated with any seriousness.

So how do we explain the smell of blood? Did the Straw Hat Man kill someone, or was he killed by someone?

Rather than leaving, now is the time to quickly find out the situation and learn more information while no one is in the room. Maybe you can inadvertently save your life.

Feng slowly moved from the door into the house, while carefully looking around to see if there were any signs of abnormality.

It was pitch black all around, with only a faint moonlight filtering in through the window. The entire room looked somewhat eerie, but it also allowed him to see some vague outlines in the darkness.

The closer Feng got to the single bed in the room, the stronger the smell of blood became. It seemed that this was the source, emitting an ominous aura.

Even when Feng came to the bed, the smell of blood was so strong that it was nauseating. Feng covered his nose and quickly stepped back, deciding to turn on the light first to get a better understanding of the situation in the room.

He groped in the dark to find the switch and pressed it gently. The white light instantly illuminated the entire room, and the scene inside the house was suddenly visible.

The bed that smelled of blood was indeed covered with a large, shocking bloodstain. The blood had dried up and turned dark red, which was creepy under the bright light.

Feng walked closer to the bed again and carefully observed the bloodstains on it.

If the Straw Hat man was attacked, he certainly didn't escape, as the blood only stayed on and around the bed, not anywhere else in the room. This suggests the Straw Hat man is likely dead, killed in his sleep, and his dimensional bracelet, Pokémon, and even his body were taken away, leaving only a pool of blood.

"Something's wrong."

What confused Feng was that there was no sign of fighting in the room.

Even if the attacker killed the Straw Hat uncle first with a sneak attack, his Pokémon should have reacted and come out of the ball. There should be some aftermath of the battle left.

There will always be some traces of skills or physical collisions on the bed, floor, or tables and chairs. Uncle Straw Hat has three Pokémon.

Feng thought for a while, and now he could only think of two possible reasons:

One is that the Poké Ball is locked, and the other is that the difference in strength is too great.

Yet both of these ideas seem difficult to explain.

For the former, does the Straw Hat uncle have to lock all the Poké Balls when he sleeps?

He seemed to have no reason to do so.

The latter, if he wanted to completely control the aftermath of the battle in such a small space and deal with three Pokémon including the elite-level Snorkeling Itachi, he would have to be at least a quasi-king level Pokémon, and he would have to be a powerful Pokémon with super powers.

But could the Straw Hat Man really have the guts to provoke such an enemy? And why did he have to wait until the first night of the cruise to take action? Couldn't he have just killed him before boarding?

Feng scratched his head.

The more I think about it, the more questions arise. There aren't many clues right now, and there's no basis for my inferences. So I'll just ignore this weird thing for now.

Anyway, his previous goal was not to figure this out, he just came here to make money, and the death of the Straw Hat Uncle had little to do with him.

Maybe he just offended someone he shouldn't have offended and was killed in a vendetta. If he investigates rashly, he might get involved in it, which would be more trouble than gain.

Feng came to the table, gently opened the bag on it, took out the only authentic mega stone, then put the bag back to its original state, and prepared to leave the room and no longer care about this matter.

Just as Feng quietly turned off the lights and dived into the shadows, the Shield Sword Monster, who was also in the shadows, began to become restless.

It emerged from the shadow and circled around the room, with the sword sometimes approaching the cabinet and sometimes the bed, as if looking for something.

Feng noticed the Shield Blade Monster's unusual behavior, walked over and gently stroked its sword tassel, and asked softly: "Shield Blade Monster, what's wrong with you? Did you discover something?"