Chapter 413 - The Tryouts (Part 2) (2/2)

After the fight was over, the sword and spear users took him off to their side and told him to continue watching the rest of the fights. He was to stay here until night time when they would kick out all of the participants. They offered him a few drinks but he refused as he wanted to focus on what was going around them.

The three of them were now standing near the back as the other two were drinking and observing. A strange middle-aged man had come and approached them from the side and decided to stay near Monk.

”You're not drinking? It's on the house.” The man said.

”I don't drink, it makes the reaction speed slow down, and you never know when there might be a beast attack happening.” Monk replied.

”True, but that doesn't matter if one was to use Ki to dispel the poison, I'm sure you could easily do that.” The man said, with a smile looking at Monk.

'He noticed, he must be quite strong this man,' Monk thought.

”But what's the fun in that?” The man replied back taking a sip from his drink.

The fight continued and it was the last fight of the evening, the two men who were with Monk were genuinely enjoying every last bit of it, while Monk, now he was more interested in the mysterious man who stood by his side.

He had black hair that was tied back and on his face a moustache with a goatee. It reminded Monk of the many nobles he used to see in the past.

The fight had eventually come to an end and it was time to kick out everyone who either hadn't passed the tryouts or wasn't a part of the Dark Guild from the inn. That's when Monk noticed how many people were actually here just to watch the fight. As the crowd dispersed, the remainders started to clean up the place.

”Now everyone's gone, how about a match of our own.” The mysterious man said. ”I can see you're interested in me, it's hard to hide with those piercing eyes of yours young boy..”

Now with everything a lot quieter, the two stood by the bar could hear the other voice and turned to look at who it was. When they saw, they immediately bent down on their knees. ”We're sorry, sir, we didn't notice your arrival.” They said.

While one of them tugged on Monk's sleeve trying to get him to do the same. But Monk would never bow down to a stranger, only one he owed something to.

”You idiot, don't you know who that is? That's the Dark Guild's leader, Morfran.”

Hearing this name, caused terrible memories of the tournament to surface in his mind, his blood boiling as he remembered how so many people had died that day.

”Come on, let's do it!” Monk said.

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