Chapter 28 - Volume 2 (1/2)

Ratt was abusing his subordinates when Isaac arrived back at New Port City. For a long time, he had been feeling pathetic about himself for the situation he was in. Isaac simply left him by the bridge and told him to wait like a dog. He couldn’t hide his surprise when Isaac came back so soon.

“Huh? You came back so soon?”

“Tell Dumba.s.s and Smarta.s.s to come to City Hall.”

He left for City Hall, leaving Ratt‘s suspicious look behind him. He got his College emblem and waited for the two to arrive.

“Man you’re a tight-a.s.s. Don’t you think I have the right to feed those brats whatever the f.u.c.k I want to with my hard earned money?”

Foxt a.s.sumed that he was called over because of the previous incident.

Isaac kept his smile on Foxt, whose confidence seemed to say ‘try me.’

“If you want to keep your place, then you better feed those kids well. I’m sure there are many people who’d be happy to betray you for your place.”

“Who the f.u.c.k is going to betray me! I’ll f.u.c.king tear you to shreds!”

Foxt shouted with all of his strength.

“That’s just how your world runs. I heard you got to where you are doing the exact same thing. So what’s stopping someone else from doing the same to you? Do you think Dinozo is the representative for all of you because he’s a great man? It’s because of the authority he holds as the Captain. If you keep talking back, I can always replace you with someone else who is more agreeable. Hm, Ratt might be a good candidate.”

Flick!

The moment Isaac finished his words, Foxt’s brutal glare focused on Ratt. For Ratt, it wasn’t a pleasant place to be in.

“Well, we can talk about it later. I’ve called you guys over to have a meal with me.”

While Foxt’s eyes were spinning in confusion at Isaac’s words, Soland quickly replied in a sarcastic manner.

“What made you, a man who can’t have a meal on the same table with commoners, want to have a meal with us now?”

“r.e.t.a.r.d. No s.h.i.+t we’re going to sit on different tables. I’m the one who gets in trouble if I sit on the same table with you criminals. Got it? I guess you’re not as smart as I thought.”

“…”

Isaac headed back to Port City, this time with Foxt and Soland as his followers. His destination was obvious. It was the same restaurant that threw him out onto the streets. Isaac received the same reactions from the pedestrians at first when he walked the street with his plain clothes. But when the pedestrians noticed the College emblem on his chest, their eyes nearly popped out of their skulls. They couldn’t help but turn their heads as Isaac silently walked past them.

“Wow! Ooh!”

Soland seemed indifferent despite entering this new place. Foxt, on the other hand, was a native of New Port City since birth and had never left the place. He couldn’t stop himself from bellowing out in admiration like a typical country b.u.mpkin and drooling in l.u.s.t when he saw the women of Port City who wore fine clothes and elegant makeup, unlike the prost.i.tutes back in New Port City he was so familiar with.

They were making enough of a scene to cause trouble multiple times over, but because of their intimidating appearance, all of the women screamed and ran away whenever Isaac’s crew even looked in their direction. Even the men in Port City could only watch in agony, because the two giants seemed to be servants for the College graduate.

“I didn’t know the place you were visiting was Port City.”

“What. You got a problem with that?”

“Aren’t you planning to make one yourself?”

“Kukuk. All you guys have to do is eat to your heart’s content and do what you do best.”

“Do what we do best?”

Isaac replied back to Foxt’s question in annoyed fas.h.i.+on.

“Bullying those who are weaker than you.”

Both Foxt and Soland smiled and nodded to Isaac’s answer.

“It’s true. That is what we do.”

“Huhu. Just give us the word. We’ll f.u.c.k’em up good.”

“We’re here.”

Once Isaac reappeared into the restaurant, one of the waiters who were at work noticed him and quickly approached with an irritated face.

“How many times do we have to beat you until you realise? Get out no… w….”

The waiter who was quick to make a fist suddenly turned pale. The homeless b.u.m decided to bring his gang with him, but both of his partners seemed too dangerous to approach. One was a giant of a man with a face that had been marinated in violence while the other released a cold, cunning but equally as brutal of an aura. The waiter’s instincts were telling him that any rash moves will end up in blood.

While the waiter was stunned, Isaac sat on the same table as before, and next to his table sat Foxt and Soland. Those who sat around them quickly complained to the waiter and the manager.

“He’s the same b.u.m from before?”

“It seems he brought his pack with him this time.”

“Can’t this place do a better job than this?”

“I think I’ve had enough of this place.”

“Disgusting. I’m never coming back here again. I would like a refund.”

Some of the customers left in an outrage, but most of the customers kept to their seats despite being annoyed by it.

They looked like a group of mobsters who had just arrived from a rural village. New Port City is the safe haven for many criminals with a bounty on their head. Since the only way to enter New Port City is through Port City, a number of crimes are caused during this migration of criminals from the outside.

“I’m hungry. Bring me your best meal, the most expensive meal and the most plentiful meal you have.”

One of the waiters hesitantly wrote down Isaac’s orders and headed to the kitchen while another waiter quickly got out of the restaurant to look for the city’s police force.

“Oi! Aren’t you going to get our orders?!”

Slam!

All of the waiters flinched at Foxt’s violent att.i.tude. There was a silent but fierce battle of stares between the waiters, and it seemed the youngest waiter was forced into receiving Foxt’s orders. He seemed ready to cry as he approached.

“W, what would you like?”

“The same.”

“S, sorry?”

“The same as him!”

“Yes, right away.”

The waiter was ready to sprint away from all of this when Soland grabbed onto his arm.

“Oi, am I invisible to you?”

Stab! Stab!

n.o.body knew where he got it out from, but Soland was stabbing the table with a knife in his hand. As the white table cloth was turning into a pin cus.h.i.+on, the waiter ended up bursting into tears.

“Waaah! I’m sorry. Please don’t hurt me!”

“Shut up, I’ll make my order. You better bring it soon. My knife seems eager to taste blood right now. Huhuhu.”

Slice. Soland made a small cut on the back of his hand and licked the blood that dripped as he spoke those words. It seemed this was too much for the young waiter, and he fainted on the spot.

“Puhahaha! What the, is this all the Port City has to offer? Bunch of cowards.”

While Foxt belittled everyone with his words, other waiters were quick to take the fainted waiter and drag him away as far as possible.

Suddenly, the same obese man who kicked Isaac out of the restaurant barged into the restaurant and shouted at Foxt.

“How dare you! Do you know what you’re doing here?! Do you know who I am?!”

“Who’s this pig?”

“What! H, how dare you call me a pig! You look like a typical mobster demanding money with your barbarism. There’s no money for you! You b.a.s.t.a.r.ds!”

“Ah, that pig’s crying too much. Shut it!”

Foxt threw a cup at the man, unable to bear his squirming voice.

“Ack! I’m dying!”

The man caught the cup with the center of his face and rolled on the floor as he screamed. Foxt laughed at the sorry sight.

“Hey! Don’t you think you’re too loud? You aren’t the only people in here! Watch yourselves and be quiet! And don’t disturb the others who are here to enjoy their meals!”

It seemed Foxt’s loud laughter was getting to someone’s nerves. A woman who was sitting on the outdoor terrace stood up from her chair and complained to Foxt. The companions who were with her seemed to be telling her to stop but the woman stared at Foxt with her hands on her hips.

“Hm?”

Isaac had been watching the ruckus Foxt was making with his chin on his hand when he looked at not the woman who complained to Foxt, but the companions who sat with her.

‘I didn’t think I’d see them here.’

It seemed obvious that they didn’t want to act as if they knew Isaac. So Isaac decided there was no point trying to act friendly now. He called out to Foxt.

“Do as the lady says. Sit down and just enjoy your meal.”

Foxt continued to mumble as he got back on his chair. The woman also sat back down, only because of the persistent nagging from her companions which she couldn’t understand. However, the woman didn’t seem satisfied with this and continued to stare at Foxt in anger.

“The police are here.”

Isaac turned his head when Soland said those words. There seemed to be about fifteen officers entering the restaurant.

“I am Rank 3 Knight Robren, leader of Port City’s 7th Police Squad. I have arrived because of your call…”

“It’s them! Take them away!”

The obese man jumped around the restaurant like a fish on land. Robren seemed unhappy but turned to face where he was pointing, only to be surprised when he saw the faces of Foxt and Soland. He approached them.

“Are you Foxt and Soland of New Port City?”

“Che. Why are you asking?”

“…”

Foxt replied, hesitant in his actions. No matter how strong he may be in the streets, he was but a child to a knight of the police force.

“Hm, I didn’t think you’d accept it so quickly. Anyhow, you are under arrest.”

“What? What did I even do?!”

“Don’t you know there’s a bounty on your head in Port City? Blackmail and a.s.sault. Also robbery and mugging.”

“What bulls.h.i.+t is this! This is the first time I’ve been to Port City!”

“We’ll find out once we do our investigation. But you’re coming with us first. If you resist, we will use force.”

“I knew it! I knew they were trash from New Port City! This is why I approved the decision to restrict their entry! We can’t have trash like them defiling our streets! Him! Check that rat who’s acting like this is none of his business too!”

Robren frowned and talked back at the obese man, unsatisfied with the way he had been treated.

“Mr. Oboe. The Police are not your subordinates. Don’t try to order us around like one.”

“What! Do you even know who is paying for your salaries? Go earn your pay now!”

Robren shook his head, tired of Oboe’s rampage. He approached Isaac for questioning.

“I would like to ask for your identification.”

“Me?”

“Yes. What is your name?”

Watching Robren’s polite behaviour, Isaac smiled, knowing there was still someone with enough decency in this city.

“Isaac Rondart. Administrator of New Port City.”

“…”

The power of a respected brand was apparent. As Isaac fixed his slouched posture, the golden stars which represented the College was open for all to see. There was only silence.

Robren, Oboe and even the onlookers nearby couldn’t help but doubt their eyes in astonishment. Everyone’s eyes were glued on to Isaac’s chest.

“T, that’s a lie! He never had that before! I know! He’s impersonating! That crazy man’s impersonating the College!”

Oboe shouted, refusing to believe this is true.

“You watch your mouth, Mr. Oboe. Everyone knows how serious of a crime it is to impersonate an official from the College.”

Oboe profusely shook his head, the fat on his cheeks flapping with each motion.