Chapter 97 (1/2)
Chapter 97 – Monsters (2)
Aden's conspiracy was stopped by Tiyo's actions
The garrison leader announced that the situation was over Vigor started to return to Naon and citizens reappeared on the deserted streets and in the plaza Their response was surprisingly lackadaisical
”What? I told you that Radet was going to fix it”
“Radet is mayor, so how could Aden overthrow him?”
“The garrison suffered, truly suffered”
Naon started to return to its ordinary routine
It would've been a dangerous situation without Crockta's group, but the citizens firmly believed in Radet It was clear how on to thank the citizens and stabilize the public
“Citizens! Thank you! Thanks to your calm actions, ere able to finish the situation quickly Hahahat!”
“Hey, thank you, Mayor”
”No No This isn't my work Hahat! Aden was a little bit hard!”
Occasionally, there were people who becaroup “Mayor Who is that orc and that gnome? The situation is chaotic and…”
”Ahh, they are my friends They helped a lot”
“If you say so, Mayor”
Radet toured the city once before returning to City Hall He had yet to decide what to do with Driden and Aden, ere tied up
Radet sighed, “Let’s hold off until Jamero returns”
He ignored Aden's poisonous glance and struck his back “If you were caught in soic, I have to consider that”
He believed that there was a shareat chieftain Aden didn't deny it He didn't think he would fall for such a trick, but he wasn't going to throay the chance of cutting down his punish defeated He certainly was an opportunist
Radet's gaze turned towards Driden
”Driden”
Radet called his name Driden shook his head no e fire could be seen within his eyes
”The son of Hurio” Driden nodded in response
Radet recalled the past
Hurio used a pair of swords, just like Driden His nickna his swords like two demons were attached to his arms And Radet killed him
“I definitely killed him”
Driden's hands twitched He was instinctively looking for his swords However, there was nothing he could wield
”But I don't regret it Do you knohat your father was like?”
”……”
“He was a madman who killed everyone around him”
That's right Hurio wasn't in a normal state He was a swordsman who traveled around the north on an adventure, but suffered critical injuries in a fight one day The wounds could be treated, but the pain and fallout fro him into a madman
“Do you know?”
Driden dropped his head He spat on the ground and looked back up, this time with no emotion in his eyes ”So?”
“I did what I had to do”
“It doesn't et his hands on anything around hiiven task without any e up meat
“I was also doing
Driden was a sword He was a sword that was smelted by Hurio and then wielded by Aden in order to achieve a goal He was an incomplete weapon that could only orbit the enemy, unable to turn or stop on his own
He only looked at his task: To kill the enemy
“Put everyone in jail”
”Yes”
The garrison soldiers dragged them out one by one They would be detained in jail He would wait for Ja the final decision
Radet returned to his office He sat on the chair
”Hoo”
Countless documents were on the wide table This was the battlefield he was facing right now There were a nunature, from minor adainst the Great Clan
Now his body was like Na towards his body Compared to this, it was much simpler when he traveled around the world with a sword
He recalled the three visitors The orc warrior Crockta, the gnome soldier Tiyo and the half elf from Nuridot, Anor Radet was once like that He felt envious
”No”
He laughed and shook his head He didn't want to return to the past The uous sood Radet's eyes always looked at the reality he faced
In the past, his eneht in front of his eyes But now his enemy was the north The dark elves would find it hard to overcoreat chieftain would create Therefore, he needed to be more firm
This weapon should be so other than a sword
Knock knock knock
Sorinned and said, “Come in”
It was Crockta, Tiyo, and Anor Radet pointed to the chairs opposite the desk and welcomed, “Please relax”
Crockta didn't sit down ”I need your permission to enter the Temple of the Fallen God”
“Correct”
”Please allow it”
”Uotiate “Not just anyone can enter the Temple of the Fallen God…”
Tiyo puffed up as he proudly proclaimed, “We aren't just anyone! We are benefactors who saved Naon dot!”
“That's correct but…”
Crockta saw Radet'sand tell us what you want”
Radet nodded “Crockta, you noticed quickly”
“What else do you want from us dot? You are really shameless”
“I’ed and knocked on the table The papers were piled up He o to Naon's jail, Driden will be trapped”
”Um”
“Please bring him around”
Tiyo frowned “No, why do we need to bring that guy around? You do it dot?”
“I can't do it, but it ht be possible for you Especially if it is Crockta” Radet gazed at Crockta ”During your fight, did you see Driden's face? He is that type of guy A ht now, he has lost his way and is only caught up in revenge for his father”
Radet rose from his seat and approached Crockta He then handed over a piece of paper Crockta's eyes narrowed as he read it
“That stupid guy, tell him his fate”
Crockta headed towards Naarrison There was a detention roouided Crockta Driden was staring into the darkness with both arms tied in a corner of the detention room
”Open the door,” coarrison leader looked at Crockta silently opening the door
“We will be out here, so take care of it dot” Tiyo folded his arms in dissatisfaction He didn't knohy Crockta was supposed to take on this task
Crockta entered alone Driden turned his head Crockta's massive body filled the jail as he looked down at Driden There was a faint smile on Driden's face
“Hey Orc”
”Dark elf”
Driden was imprisoned without proper clothes There were bruises all over his body and his lips were swollen fros
Then he said, ”It was fun”
Crockta nodded
Radet was right This guy was a sword that needed constant enemies It was understandable why his father was crazy A sword needed to be swung at so the hilt and now Radet wanted to hold it
”I had a moderate amount of fun”
Crockta, no, Jung Ian, was once a sword in the hands of others Theabout his past actions was that they weren't based on his oill, but on other people's decisions Even if he felt regret, he could tolerate if he decided it for himself But his past self didn't do that