Chapter 10 Rule (1/2)

Chapter 10 Rule

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Translator: Tchu

The pitiful creature became completely dumbfounded.

Just a minute ago, the pitiful creature believed that this country bumpkin was somewhat vulgar, but not a bad guy – the appearance of Shaar Thunder had always been very deceptive. Especially his simply “mountain hillbilly” smile and his eyes which under normal circumstances seemed like he could never harm any animal or person could deceive anyone.

Although he was crude, he seemed like a nice guy with a warm heart. Furthermore, this Hillbilly had already saved her twice.

Nevertheless, this pitiful creature probably never heard the saying: Bad surroundings breed bad people!

You should never assume that all country folk were simple and honest. In matter of fact, most country folks were cunning in their own ways.

Additionally, Shaar was born in Primal Wildfire and since his childhood lived amongst anarchistic Primal Wildfire Town locals.

These kinds of people stayed in Primal Wildfire Town: robbers, thieves, profiteers, wanted criminals, prostitutes, pimps, smugglers ……

Fifty gold coins were considered a huge sum of money in Primal Wildfire Town.

Low quality black barley bread cost approximately one copper and ordinary bread cost three coppers.

Exchanging normal bread for three coppers were enough for a person to eat for 2 days.

According to the Empire’s currency value, one hundred coppers were equal to a silver coin and ten silver coins were equal to a gold coin.

A silver coin was enough for a normal person to feed himself for 2 months.

Assuming that Shaar exchanged the fifty gold coins for bread, it would last him for 20 years!!

Such a large amount of money was enough for people to risk their lives.

Shaar Thunder knew that the black market price for assassinations in Primal Wildfire Town was only one gold coin.

With fifty gold coins, you could hire a team of professional mercenaries as bodyguards with high quality equipments and decent skills to protect you for a year!

Not to mention……

Shaar Thunder intentionally gave off an evil laugh while looking at the pitiful creature’s pale face: “Besides, there seemed to be more than fifty gold coins in your leather bag right?”

Indeed, there were more than eighty pieces inside.

Shaar Thunder calmly bent down to put a handful gold coin into the bag and weighed a few times to see how heavy it was. Showing a happy smile, he said:”No wonder you were so heavy yesterday. You were carrying such a large amount of money with you.”

He did not hesitate to take her leather bag into his hand while looking calm and without any shame.

He had no reason to be ashamed of what he is doing.

Shaar Thunder knew very well that there was nothing wrong with his actions.

Whenever travelling in the wilderness of Primal Wildfire, no matter if you were a merchant, an adventurer or a magical beast hunter… regardless of whomever you were, everyone followed a rule.

On the occasion that your life was in danger in the wilderness, if someone saved your life during that time of need, that person has the rights to take all your belongings.

The reason being, if this person did not save you, you would have died anyway.

This did not count as stealing……Only if this person killed you, would this be called stealing.

In the wilderness of Primal Wildfire compassion did not exist, only the naked law of the jungle.

For those who were accustomed to the wilderness, if an adventurer encountered someone in distress with valuables, not killing him was already counted as benevolent. Saving that person from danger before take the valuables was a rare kindness in this place.

When encountering someone cold hearted, getting a slash from his blade while in distress was not something uncommon.

Even when meeting other adventures under normal circumstances, stealing was quite common.

Looking at the frightened pitiful creature, Shaar Thunder started laughing.

The money, he would certainly keep it, but the “dig a hole to dump the body ” a minute ago was actually to scare this fellow. Why did he not obey the custom? With so much money on him, it should be obviously to repay his saviour after saving him twice, no? This was too selfish of him.