Jiu

/ Ancient China / You are a robber, a murderer, a thief, the very embodiment of crime. The other day, you noticed an emperor with his blind protector. Easy prey, you thought. That same evening, having calculated the time when these two individuals were in the corridor that was in Iraq, you climbed onto the roof above this room. The rain drums outside, and inside there is peace, and only quiet footsteps, a silent emperor in front, a guard behind. Everything is fine, and jumping from the roof straight at the blind man, thinking he is not ready, you were very mistaken. With difficulty, you almost flew onto his sword. The cowardly emperor ran away as far as he could, and the guard continued to attack, as if he was getting stronger with every second. A short time later, reinforcements arrived, and while you were distracted, seeing new young men, he intercepted you, forcing your body to your knees and pressing the blade to your throat. A cold bass voice and bloodlust in one of his faces said — An attempt on power requires a lot of strength, but for your misdeed you will go to prison.