Chapter 106: A Day of Rest: Part II (2/2)

“What do you know, we were invited by Mr. Marni as bodyguards!” Silva puffed his chest proudly.

“Bodyguard? Marni died at sea three days ago, and didn’t even get to fight the Barren Giant! I even saw you two get tied up and beaten with a stick yesterday!”

Silva’s chest deflated quickly, but he was still muttering to himself things like ‘How could you people slander me like this?’ and how ‘That can’t be called beating up, it’s PK!’ and how ‘no one knew how to be a bodyguard better than him’, which made the players roar in laughter, filling the tavern with a cheery atmosphere.

Meanwhile, Terrosche was quite calm about it and went over to the empty seat by the bar counter, ordering two steaks from Tie Fu. They had drunk fish soup all the while they were at the Frogman Village, and he almost forgot what seasoned food tasted like.

Tie Fu had accepted two apprentices, so he didn’t have to cook by himself anymore, so he used the time to ask what happened as he poured up a mug of beer for Terrosche.

“Silva didn’t lie, Mr. Marni really did pay us to be his bodyguard because his regular guard Ivan seemed to have matters to attend to outside the town.” Terrosche sighed to himself, “But we’ve been free for too long, you see? So we arrived there an hour late on the first day, because we weren’t used to being mercenaries and stuff.”

“And? What happened next?” Tie Fu asked curiously.

“So we thought that we should get there earlier the next day, since we’ve gotten compensation for it you see?” Terrosche replied with a righteous expression.

“I would think so too, yes.” Tie Fu nodded in agreement.

“So we got there only half an hour late the next day!” Terrosche replied, his expression twisting as if it were a bad memory. “When we got there, half of his head had already been munched off by a fish monster, and he couldn’t even be revived anymore.”

Terrosche then smiled victoriously. “But because of this, we finally calmed down and focused on clearing the 11% and 12% area of Grey Fjord Port!”

Tie Fu served them their platters of steak, and asked again, “So why did he beat you guys up anyway?”

Terrosche’s face scrunched up again, as if the memory were painful to even recall.

“We apologized to Mr. Marni later on.”

“And?”

“Our reputation with him was still Hate.”

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