Chapter 100 (1/2)
Early autumn approached, casting a faint golden hue on the world.
Leaves danced in the breeze. It was a peaceful remote town close to the Mountain of Lost Souls. Although it was far away, it was very prosperous, because the Mountain of Lost Souls was also called Death Mountain. There were numerous magic beasts and also plenty of precious ores, but wanting to enter to get some easy money was life threatening and extremely dangerous, so many people would make preparations in this small town before entering. Some people would use up almost all their money here because no one could know if they could ever come out again, ever have the chance to enjoy life again. That’s why although it was a small town, it had everything you could think of: bars, inns, all kinds of stores. You could buy ore, magic cores, magic beast furs and bodies.
It was a very chaotic place.
“I told you to lick it till it’s clean, do you understand?” A vulgar voice sounded from within the bar.
It was followed by a peal of coarse laughter.
The bar was filled and had no empty seats. Sitting in the middle next to a table was a scar faced man pointing at his thigh, bellowing at a waitress who was about to start crying. The scar faced man’s thigh was soaked with wine all the way to the groin area.
The waitress was on the verge of crying. She knew that she had run into trouble now. It was the scary looking man who had purposely knocked into her in the first place so that his pants had been soaked and now he was saying such filthy words. Lick where?!
“You slut, you can’t understand me? You make my pants wet, now I’m all sticky with wine, how annoying. Start licking now!” The scar faced man started hollering again. He even reached out and pulled the waitress’s hand.
Vulgar laughter chorused throughout the whole bar, but no one helped. Instead, they were all waiting to see a good show. The owner of the barshop clenched his teeth, wanting to stand up for the waitress and protect her, but seeing the scar-faced person’s warning expression, he started to hesitate. The people there were all unordinary, not someone he, such an insignificant person, could resist against. The other server, a man, wasn’t there. If he was there, then the situation wouldn’t have been so out of hand.
“I, I didn’t mean it, customer…” the waitress sobbed feebly, looking pleadingly at her boss, the owner.
“F*ck, you slut…” But then, when he hadn’t finished speaking, a cold light flashed past, followed by a streak of blood in mid air.
“Ah…..” The waitress’s shriek nearly blew off the rooftop, because currently, the hand that was holding onto her had already left its owner! The hand just held onto her palm limply.
The scar-faced man was staring vacantly at the splash of fresh blood in the air, when suddenly, a flash of pain brought him back to his senses! His hand had been cut off!
A howl immediately covered up the waitress’s shriek. The man stared with bulging eyes at a young man who walked coldly past him. The young man strode indifferently to the bar’s counter and sat down quietly. “Owner, get me some sweet wine.”
The owner was afraid to even breathe out loud and immediately went to pour the sweet wine. He had seen everything that had just happened very clearly! It was this young man who had cut off the scar-faced man’s hand with one slash of his sword!
The bar went deathly silent. Everybody froze at the same time. They all stared, dumbstruck, at the young man who had suddenly appeared.
“You bastard! Ah! You actually dare to chop off my hand! Ah… I’ll kill you!” The scar faced man hysterical howl sounded once more in the room, bringing everybody who had been staring blankly back to their senses. The young man sitting at the counter didn’t turn around, didn’t even blink. Instead, he sat there emotionlessly and gracefully sipped the sweet wine that the owner had brought. The scar faced man stood up abruptly, about to dash over to the young man sitting at the counter, but just as he took a few steps forward, a dagger flew, accurately stabbing his foot, sticking him in place. Everybody’s ears were pierced, the mournful cry truly painfully loud.
“What a pity, my dagger has been tainted.” At this moment, the bar’s door was pushed open once more, a golden-haired blue eyed beautiful woman appearing before everybody’s eyes, looking regretful.
Everybody turned around to look at the door. Under the harsh light, they could only see that a few people were standing at the doorway. After they could see clearly, they all gulped. A man who looked somewhat similar to her was standing behind the beautiful woman, also golden haired and blue eyed. The two’s faces were both ice cold, not a trace of warmth in their eyes, making one’s heart shudder. Behind them was a young man whose face was ice cold, a sword strapped to his waist, had a steady gait, and breathed lightly. Everybody could see with a glance he was a warrior of high cultivation. Meanwhile, the black clothed black haired man’s expression was overbearing while he emitted a dangerous aura with every fibre of his being. The delicate and pretty man in a long robe standing next to him was also unordinary. He was actually a magician! Only the two girls standing in the back seemed harmless. But once they saw the hands of the girl with the bow on her back, they all changed their minds. An ordinary archer wouldn’t have such thick calluses. Only the man in the back with golden hair who kept on smiling looked harmless.
Watching the crowd, he smiled and said softly, “Truly sorry for the inconvenience, my leader is moody today.” After the gentle golden-haired man apologized, he strode in swiftly and stopped next to the person whose foot had been stabbed in place. He bent down slightly and pulled out the dagger, and then, without warning, gently sliced the neck of the howling scar faced man. Smiling, he wiped the dagger with a napkin from a nearby table, and then elegantly handed the dagger to the golden haired woman behind him.
The scar faced man twitched as he fell over, blood spraying on the ground into a strange, sinister design.
An alarming chill instantly filled the entire bar. The gentle and elegant man was actually such a terrifying and dangerous person!
Instantly, the atmosphere was so terrifying, everybody in the bar was in cold sweat. Everybody got up one by one quietly, about to escape the place that was so constraining, their minds were about to collapse. Just as some people left their seats, the gentle golden haired man turned and smiled brightly. “Everybody, don’t forget to pay money.”
Some were unable to bear this kind of pressure, throwing down money and running away while shrieking. They had seen murders before, but not such a graceful one!
“Commander, what were you doing, running here first by yourself and leaving us behind.” Camille smiled gently, sitting next to the woman who was pretending to be a man, Claire.
“Humph!” Clare only coldly humphed once and stopped talking. She raised her wine glass and continuing to drink as before.
“You really are hot tempered. Didn’t you only just carry the wind leopard for a few Li.1 because you lost a bet?” Li Yuewen sneered as she walked forward. She said righteously, “Not only am I increasing your arm strength, carrying burdens is also another important part of training.”
“You cheated!” Claire clenched and gritted her teeth. When she discovered the trick, it was already too late.
”If you didn’t discover it, then don’t call it a cheat. You still have much to learn,” Li Yuewen scolded.