Chapter 621 - Small Bar (1/2)

[Reminder that since it's the weekend, there will only be two chapters today and tomorrow. Back to 4 on monday]

The streets around Leonel seemed to grow especially silent. The sight of a single young man dragging two half dead youths behind him was quite one to behold indeed, especially when one of them wore the emblem of Valiant Hall. Even Hero Peak didn't dare to mistreat the members of that Hall so blatantly even though they had launched plenty of underhanded schemes of their own.

It didn't take long for many to match Leonel's face to the bounty posters that had been plastered all around Valiant City.

Though the most promising youths of Valiant Heart usually spent most of their time in their Peaks, making use of training rooms, the city was almost always filled by the lesser-than characters of the organization. Beyond this, there were also some high class establishments that the true talents used to blow off some steam.

However, Leonel's goal wasn't one of these high-class establishments, but rather a low class one almost anyone could afford. And, unfortunately for Gersan who wouldn't be caught dead in such a place, his actions had made Leonel think that he was part of all of this, resulting in him being dragged through the city to this very establishment.

Leonel's foot blasted through the doors of the low class bar. One would think that he had to rely on his strength to do so, but he was certain that even if he was still a normal human, he would have been able to accomplish the same feat just as easily.

The doors of the bar hung loosely from their hinges, barely holding on even before Leonel's actions. Now, however, they found themselves flying out, finally free from their rotting wooden frames.

If the inside of the bar had to be described in just a single word, it would be stale.

It had dingy yellow lights, a musty smell, and brimmed with testosterone. It was almost as though a woman had never set foot into this place, and if they had… It definitely hadn't been with pure intentions.

This was apparently the bar that Thetris had been overheard in and was also the place the so-called King of Ores had recruited him from.

”Hey! What do you think you're doing?!”

The immediate response to Leonel's actions was hostility.

Most of the businesses run in Valiant City were owned by youths. As one might expect, the competition over land and their rights was quite stiff. Even for a dilapidated place like this, there was no doubt that there was a genius behind it somewhere.

Attacking a place like this was no different from slapping the face of a senior. So, it was no wonder the reaction, despite the perpetual rowdiness of the place, was still so exaggerated.

The bartender immediately jumped to action. Even in the dim lights, the white belt wrapped around his waist was clear for all to see.

It didn't take Leonel more than a single glance to tell that he was Tier 5 in strength. Not only was he Tier 5, but compared to the Tier 4's Leonel had originally defeated when he first stepped foot in this city, he was exponentially more powerful.

However, even as he jumped over the counter, planting a single palm down as an anchor, Leonel only spoke a single sentence that stopped him in his tracks.

”You're free to keep attacking, but in return I'll burn this whole place to the ground.”

Flickering flames danced across Leonel's skin. He looked no different from a flaming human, prepared to blast the small bar to smithereens.