Chapter 97 Come at me if you dare! part 1 (1/2)

Chapter 97 Come at me if you dare! part 1

Translator: Tchu

Editor: Sara

Listening to these two adventurers’ conversation, Shaar’s eyes lit up; he had already guessed most of it. However, he didn’t say anything else and casually drank several sips of wine before putting down his cup.

The bunch of cavalry soldiers caused a ruckus in the tavern, only disbanding late into the night. Tatara, Solleater and the other squires also returned triumphantly. It was said that the magician had robbed the thugs, beat them up severely, before stripping them naked and throwing them out near the city wall.

The magician who had finally let out his steam was wholeheartedly satisfied. In the evening, when he went to fetch water to wash Shaar’s foot, his movements were obviously a bit faster than usual.

That night, without a word, the cavalry soldiers temporarily resided in the city garrison camp. The morning of the second day when Shaar set out, he casually strolled for a while in the town and only when the noon arrived, did he go to the garrison inside the government office to urge Bonfret to leave. However, after arriving at the entrance to the garrison and asking someone to convey the message, Shaar waited for quite a while before someone came with the reply that Sir Bonfret drank too much wine last night. He was still having a hangover and had not awoken, making Shaar wait even longer.

Shaar rolled his eyes and wanted to directly break in. However after thinking it through, he changed his mind since they were given exceedingly abundant time for this mission. Since this pretty boy didn’t want to hurry, he could let his brothers rest for an extra day in Primal Wildfire Town. Because he was bounded by the mission, he endured his temper and let the attendant at the entrance transmit the message to Bonfret that they would take another day rest today and start their journey tomorrow.

In fact, Bonfret was already awake inside the garrison building when Shaar arrived in the morning. He was inside the building accompanied by the garrison officer of Primal Wildfire Town, where they both sat in the hall, drinking wine.

Although, this hall could be regarded as being too big, it is also able to accommodate dozens of people for a casual drinking session. In the middlewas a brazier filled with superior white charcoal and the flame didn’t issue any smoke and soot. On the iron stand above the brazier hung an already brown and crispy roasted lamb. Two women with the air of escorts wearing thin robes, sliced off pieces of the lamb with machetes, before handing it over to Bonfret.

Bonfret sat in the middle and there were some dried fruits, cooked food and a jug of wine in front of him. This handsome knight had already fully recovered to his previous state and his face didn’t show the panic-stricken frightful look that he had on previously in the battlefield.He actually straightened his back and lifted his chin high while looking down at the garrison officer and several medium-ranking officers with squinted eyes.

Seeing those military people in front of him spilling soup and inferior wine while holding their glasses shouting heartily, Bonfret could only frown.

Too vulgar. Too vulgar ……This damn countryside. These guys don’t even have simple education and etiquette.

Furthermore, these women ……Each man inside this building was next to a white powdered woman. However, these girls were obviously forcefully recruited by the garrison officer from that Powder Street. Although the officer wanted to flatter Bonfret and already presented to him with the youngest and most good-looking girl, he, however, was from a knight family which had riches as well as a powerful background within the Empire. How could he like a prostitute with a lowly status from this place?

Although he had never patronized a brothel in the Royal Capital before, that place was where the rich and powerful families would spend big bucks to satisfy their desires. How could the girls there compare to this type of common, vulgar white powdered prostitutes here?

Bonfret continued to drink, somewhat depressed, but his heart finally settled down.