Chapter 117: Unpredictable Matters (1/2)

While that story was slightly far-fetched, it actually happened to Moranthal. As if to prove that fact, right after he told his tale, he let forth a hysterical wail aimed right at our resident verbal artillery, Dioh.

“Her heart isn’t even with me anymore, is there even any point of snatching her back!? Go ahead, tell me! Why won’t you tell me!? Aren’t you full of ideas!? Tell me then!” Having cried his heart out, I clearly saw a sheen of moisture at the sides of his eyes as he raised his head. As they say, a man’s tears was never lightly shed; looks like this time he was truly despondent.

Silence…

In the end, Dioh proved to be a brat with a slightly formidable tongue. While he was busy shooting his mouth off, he had never once considered that there might be such an explosive secret behind Moranthal’s behavior. In his eyes, the man must’ve been a coward and that’s why he lost his wife…in the end, well…

At the side, Dioh could only keep his mouth shut as he took in the shocking revelation.

Who would’ve thought that the man who everyone thought had his fiancee stolen by bandits was in actuality, just a complete failure. His failure was even more tragic than having one’s fiancee kidnapped. After all, your opponent had never even thought about kidnapping your fiancee…the man had lost before the competition even started.

Based on what we know from his retelling, Dawson had never once come onto Elona, it was Elona who took the initiative instead. In fact, Dawson even tried to give her away at the end, but Elona refused to let go like a piece of chewed up gum; even going so far as to insult her own fiance.

Such a scary woman, she even mastered the art of being a s**t without anyone teaching her. Not only had she two-timed him, she had done so in such a cruel fashion. I bet Moranthal might really become impotent after her “can’t get it up” comment.

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One word, tragedy. Not only had he lost the woman, he had lost in life as well.

“About that…woman, just let it go.” While they might’ve sounded cliche, these were the only words of consolation George could think of. “Don’t give up the entire forest for a tree.”

“…” Moranthal gave him a cold stare and remained silent. Even so, his expression said it all; this was a stubborn man. As expected, after a few seconds of silence, Moranthal stated his terms: “You want me to help you guys? Alright, all you have to do is introduce to me a woman who’ll never betray me, I’ll gladly help you then.”

“…” The heck, you might as well ask for the sun while you’re at it! I’m not saying that every woman was a two-timing s**t, but exactly how were we to know if she’s going to betray you before it happens? That’s just another “did the chicken or the egg come first” question.

Speaking of which, I didn’t think it was possible rule out such a possibility no matter who it was; unless they were so ugly that even a mother wouldn’t love them. Perhaps that’s the answer then…how about we find an ugly freak for him. But then, this high and mighty prick would probably reject a girl who was born ugly.

“Stop messing around Moranthal. Can we have a proper conversation instead?” Said George with an exasperated look on his face.

“What do you mean messing around? I gave you a very serious term. As long as you find me such a woman, even just a look is fine, I guarantee I’ll help you.”

As he said that, his sombre face almost made me wonder if he was being serious about that.

“I don’t see how that is serious in any way. All I see is a man giving into despair.” George rejected him with a shake of his head. “Perhaps this episode was too much of a shock for you, but your life’s just beginning. You shouldn’t destroy it for a woman that doesn’t belong to you…”

“A fortunate man like you would never understand how I feel!” His face flushed and his neck veins bulged as he spat out that sentence, his spittle flew all over as he did so. In what looked like another tantrum, he continued ranting:

“All I want now is just a woman that won’t betray me. Even if that woman doesn’t like me, I’m fine with that, I can still pursue her. I won’t even mind if she was ugly, all I want is love…a pure unadulterated romance…why…why must it be me…why…”

You mean why, with so many people in this world, did it have to be you who got hurt?

Regarding George’s view that he had given into despair, I’m in complete agreement with that. This guy was done for. In his eyes, George’s normal marriage must’ve made him seem like the legendary winner in life…in other words, he had already labelled George as a rival of sorts. After all, there was no way us singles-for-life could coexist with these winners in life.

In the face of this disappointing display, George gave me a slightly exasperated look before asking in a tone that sounded like he was seeking my opinion while at the same time complaining. “We might have to move onto the next village.”

“Alright then, our time is precious after all.” This was the first time I had spoken since we met Moranthal. By now, I had basically given up on recruiting this lost cause.

Exactly how did a fine young man like him turn into such a mess? Not only did he give George a headache, he annoyed the heck out of me as well. How could a grown man like you give up so easily?! Exactly how did you live up to this point with that weak will of yours?

You even had the gall to ask “why” three times. I should ask you instead, why weren’t you taking up arms with us and taking revenge on Dawson and that s**t!? Don’t you think that a w***e like her deserves to have her life ruined?!

Either way, this guy’s a lost cause and we don’t have the time to dick around in this village anymore.

And yet as I finished my mental rant, the situation took an unexpected turn.