Chapter 96 Returning to Primal Wildfire Town (1/2)
Chapter 96 Returning to Primal Wildfire Town
Translator: Tchu
Editor: Jafz
A rare warm day greeted them in the winter and the horses hooves trampled on dry and firm ground. The warmth of the sunlight tanned people and made them lazy. The cavalry riding on their horses had a rare pleasant time to enjoy the sun as the surface layer of their armours warmed up slightly.
It was as if the atmosphere of war and the fierce and frigid battle between life and death had happened a long time ago.
Shaar was at the rear of the formation, because he was a bit reluctant to ride with the vanguard team.Kato rode next to his side, and no one knew with what kind of magic this smuggler used to get the bottle of ale in his hand. It wasn’t a big bottle, but dozens of cavalry soldiers took turns in having sips. When the liquor entered their stomachs, added to the warm sunlight, it made their body felt hot both from inside and outside.
When the bottle finally landed in the hands of Shaar, there was only a small sip remaining. He hesitated before giving the bottle to Kato with a smile and he didn’t decline. Lifting his neck, he drank it with one gulp and wiped his mouth. After hinting at the vanguard team with his eyes, he asked: “Do you plan to ignore that fellow for the whole trip?”
Shaar rolled his eyes, and immediately shook his head: “Forget it; the general said that I must be slightly politer to him. If he doesn’t come to annoy me, then I won’t bother with him.”
At the front of the formation, there was a carriage that wasn’t magnificent or expensive. After all, they had just taken part in a war and the barrack could only find a transport cart for grain. They simply modified it to make it into a private carriage for Bonfret. However, this knight who always liked luxury unexpectedly accepted it without demur and used rabbit speed to jump in to it while anxiously waiting for the army to depart. It seemed as though his didn’t want to stay one second more in the camp of the 13th Army.
The respected knight put some luxurious clothes and that gorgeous, but fragile like paper armor on. Even the attendants that he brought from Royal Capital raised their head proudly and they had an arrogant air around them on this journey.Sir Knight Bonfret never left the carriage throughout the journey and he didn’t appear even during rest stops
Shaar and Kato continued to speculate: Could it be that this fellow, who is selling his ass, even needs someone to bring him a pot when he wants to pee?
For this journey, Sarbar this brave fellow was still too severely injured and he had not recovered enough to accompany them. During his last battle with Shaar, where he rode out with the 200 cavalrymen, he was gloriously wounded and the medical officer said that he couldn’t ride for a month…. The pitiful Sarbar fell during the chaotic battle and his most precious part was, at the end, scratched by the axe of an Odin……
(TN: That why Shaar should sell the dragonblood and give all of his men balls of steel…)
The fifty Praetorian Guards, accompanied by the fifty squires, formed a hundred men escort and they slowly guarded Bonfret and his entourage for a day.In the evening, they arrived at Primal Wildfire Town, where they would rest for one night before departing again.
When the hillbilly returned to Primal Wildfire Town, he had very mixed feelings for a while. The last time he was here, he was surrounded by dozens of Imperial soldiers and he knocked a big hole in the gate when he escaped.
When he returned this time, the hole in the city gate was obviously fixed. From the previous war, although Hasting didn’t attack Primal Wildfire Town, the garrison troops inside the town were very alarmed and they carried out reinforcements to the city gate. Shaar saw the large amount of massive wood piled up near the city gate.
The Imperial soldiers guarding the city gate were obviously more lax once the war had finished. These Byzantines impatiently waited for their return home and they patrolled the street spiritlessly and lazily.
The streets were still deserted and the majority of the shops hadn’t opened, however the tavern was actually doing good again. Some people who were dressed like mercenaries and adventurers had begun to appear again.It was said that these guys would come to Primal Wildfire Town once it was under a threat and had offered to help the guards to defend the city out of their own initiatives. Although, a real battle didn’t break out, but this well-meant action that had won the garrison troops trust.
Generally speaking, Primal Wildfire Town was being restored. Probably in a few day after the Byzantines retreated, the free state of anarchy would be back again.
The biggest building inside this town was the mayor of Primal Wildfire Town’s office. In fact, it had a slightly larger courtyard than any other building and it had the width of two houses in a row. And in front of the gate, there were two, two-floor high sentry posts. Now that the army of Byzantine had temporarily occupied the town, it became a garrison barrack.
Bonfret and his entourage directly entered this garrison barrack, but Shaar actually didn’t want to live in that place, the defending military officer didn’t share any friendship with him. Not only was there no good relationship, there was perhaps even animosity. That time when Adrick had met him, he fiercely slapped that garrison officer with his whip. At that time, that bald man……
Shaar sighed and ordered himself to stop thinking about it.