Chapter 55 (1/2)

Chapter 55: Showoff

Some mercenaries lowered their heads and left in silence. Soon, the other mercenaries followed them.

After a while, only a few people were left in the tavern.

G.o.d-slaying was blasphemy in this world. Although Hawk did not name any specific G.o.d or G.o.ddess, everybody was still quite disturbed.

Besides, the horror of Hawk and Lance occurred to the mercenaries again.

Hawk described it quite simply, like biting his tongue and dying of exhaustion were normal, but what happened at that time was a ghastly scene for everybody.

They did not die after biting their tongues, and blood sprang from their mouth. Then, the two of them struggled like stranded fish though they were tied up.

They couldn’t talk after they bit their tongues off, so they creaked and writhed hard. The tensile ropes sank into their flesh, but they couldn’t care less and keep shaking the tree until the whole tree was trembling.

That was not the end of it. They cackled at the n.o.ble in the creepiest way while they struggled.

Blood flowed out of their mouths as they cackled. After they struggled for a while, their bodies began bleeding, too.

The n.o.ble’s soldiers, the mercenaries who were watching for fun, and the other n.o.bles who had arrived after hearing the news, watched the two Golden Sons hang from the tree and laugh like devils until their blood gathered into a river below their feet and they were out of breath.

Then, ten minutes later, the two of them, resurrected, jumped in again with a stick or a sword, yelling and attacking the n.o.ble and his private troop once more.

Sh*t! Those two must be psychos!

Even the cultists were not one-tenth as crazy as they were.

Then, the n.o.ble lost courage and fled.

However, the two Golden Son did not let it go and pursued further.

The bartenders were left alone s.h.i.+vering in the tavern. Roland knew that Hawk and Lance had made a name for themselves at least in this city.

Roland put six gold coins on the table and smiled. “These are the gold coins we agreed upon.”

“Thanks.” Hawk jumped off from his chair and sat down again. He then kissed the gold coins and said with delight, “We can live a better life now.”

“It’s just a transaction. There’s no need to thank me,” Roland said with a smile.

Hawk, however, disagreed. “That’s not true. The players who can afford a virtual cabin can’t be too poor in reality, but it’s rather difficult to earn money in this game. That’s why so many rich people are hoping to purchase coins. You’re doing me a favor by selling them to me instead of anybody else.”

Lance also nodded. He had been silent until this moment. “This game is quite vivid with its own economic system.”

His voice was rather gentle and suited his shyness.

“Right, we should exchange information more often,” suggested Roland. “I will stay in the magic tower for a very long time. If you need Language Proficiency, you can come to me.”

After that, Roland refilled Language Proficiency for them. “I’m only LV4, so my Language Proficiency can only last eleven hours. Come to me if you need refilling.”

“Much obliged.” Hawk shook Roland’s hand hard. “You have no idea how painful it is not knowing the local tongue.”

“Of course I do,” said Roland angrily. “The first time my head exploded, it was because I used Language Proficiency, which was beyond my level.”

Briefly stunned, Hawk burst into laughter.

The dinner table was the best place for people to get to know each other. The three of them were a lot closer.

They also revealed some basic information to each other.