Chapter 267 Three Rats (1/2)

Three rats snuck into the dining hall.

They checked into the inn without much thought, before sneaking glances at each other.

They were used to doing things like this, and they didn't even need to think of a plan now in order to carry out their task to maximum efficiency.

What used to take a lot of brain cells to do now only required the barest amount of thinking.

They were more than used to the flow of events that followed whenever young master Travis felt as if he'd been slighted by someone.

Of the three targets that had been pointed out to them, only two were eating in the dining hall. The third one was missing, but he should be somewhere in the inn as well.

Joe gave a side glance to Connor, who nodded at him.

Connor silently split off from the three of them. No one ever gave them a second glance, and that was how they liked it.

It was a busy time for the inn right now, being dinnertime, and it was more than enough for them to move about unhindered.

The young lady would be sent up to the young master's bedroom, whereas the two men would be discreetly taken care of after they had some fun with them.

Though young master Travis had a lot of power in his hands, that didn't matter when it came to public opinion, which meant that more often than not, the three men were used by the young master.

It was precisely why the young master kept them around.

Joe wasn't proud of his job, per se, but that wasn't to say that he was ashamed of it either.

More than anything, it was easy, and he found that his conscience was non-existent for things like this, which made it all the easier.

His morals were in mint condition. As in, they'd never been taken out from the box. They were pristine and untouched.

Still, Joe liked doing a job well, and if they were to do it well enough, the young master would allow them to have the leftovers after he'd finished gorging himself on the taste of fresh meat.

The dining hall was packed to the brim despite the inn being out of the way of the festival's preparatory area, which they chalked up to the influx of visitors due to the upcoming festival.

This made their job so much easier, and Joe had to compliment the young master on choosing such a day, as well as such a target that made things easy.

From what they'd observed, the two teenagers didn't have much in terms of their strength, which would make it easier for them.

With their group split up, it was even easier for them. The trio's combat strength had directly decreased due to the split, and the men were more than enough to take care of two brats and a man.

The two targets – two teenagers, were obviously having a quiet conversation in the middle of the bustling dining hall, and their expressions showed that they were comfortable with each other.

Well, they wouldn't be for long.

The girl was pretty enough, Joe supposed, but to each their own. He preferred a more glamorous type of woman, but a woman was a woman.

The male teen, on the other hand, received quite a bit of hate from the man.

There were only a few females in the dining hall, but even then, he was already drawing all the glances.

His face appeared much too pretty for a male, but even so, one wouldn't be able to doubt that he was of the male gender. There was a masculinity to his actions that didn't match his appearance, but the calm and gentle smile on his face made Joe felt an irrational hate well up inside of himself.

He wanted to wipe that smile off his face.

Still, he didn't fight it.

The hate seasoned his appetite, and the meal would be that much more scrumptious later.

Joe and Bill started up a loud but innocuous conversation amongst themselves, and they started roughhousing with one another, both appearing tipsy, with Joe more obviously drunk than his friend.