216 Chapter 216: Return (2/2)
Suddenly, Caesar loosened his grip and took a few steps back, easing the tense atmosphere. ”My apologies, my strength sporadically gets the better of me… it's too hard to control sometimes,” he said through muffled laughter, causing the group of three to look on in horror.
They glanced at each other worriedly and shared a tacit understanding. None of them could be considered push-overs in the martial world, but they were easily overpowered. It was a simple show of strength, and they were left thoroughly impressed.
After a few moments of consideration, the three decided to lead Caesar toward their boss. According to the information they were told, the man in front of them was going to become an essential asset in the future anyway. Thus, they were not embarrassed by playing the fool.
Caesar knew that meeting the boss tonight was not likely, so he decided to set another meeting. ”I won't make life too hard for you gentlemen, so, I would like to set up another meeting in the same area, one day after the royal wedding,” he explained calmly, to which the group of three nodded like bobbleheads.
They weren't very talkative, nor interesting. The two men on the sides still hadn't even opened their mouths yet. They conversed for a few more minutes, exchanging some pleasantries and letters. Caesar was not interested in talking to hooligans; he was much more intrigued as to who the one at the top was.
A plan formulated in Caesar's head that would surely help out Rahvin kingdom in the long run. Since the royal wedding was taking place, all sorts of different royals would be present. The best way to remove face was to embarrass them in front of their peers.
A chuckle once again escaped from his lips as he bade the group of three farewell. If their boss accepted his conditions, they would write the letter 'O' on a popular taverns sign. In contrast, if he declined, they would etch the letter 'X.'
It was an elementary system, and Caesar couldn't complain. Once he made sure that the trio was a fair distance away, he returned to the cat. He wrapped his arms around its skinny body and heaved it over his shoulder.
Caesar removed the robes and mask from his body and placed them back in his storage ring before heading back to the Inn. His white hair was finally released after an entire day of being stashed inside of a hood.
It flowed behind his shoulders like a coursing river and cascaded into the most serene of lakes. It glistened within the moon-light and further accentuated his perfect facial features. A small, and sly smile played on his lips as he walked back.
The cat that sat his shoulders meowed quietly along the way until finally, they reached the tavern doors. They were slightly creaked open, and Caesar didn't bother knocking. All of the candles were already blown out, and not a single drunkard was in sight.
”Hmm, what has that silly dwarf done now?”