Chapter 99 Ouke, Ouke, wife, wife part 1 (1/2)

Chapter 99 Ouke, Ouke, wife, wife part 1

Translator: Tchu

Editor: thebartwithoutaheart, TheNumber1Fan

Shaar was maliciously thrown on the ground and the heavy fall woke him up. His face was buried in sand and soil. After shaking his head, opening his eyes, and looking up, he noticed that his surroundings had already turned dark. It was already late into the day and the sky was completely black.

Shaar’s head felt dizzy, but he immediately sobered up and remembered that he had been knocked out by Hasting. When he thought about that, his body immediately tightened and suddenly jumped up from the ground. He then subconsciously touched the fire pitchfork on his waist, inserted in his belt and only after finding that it was still there, did his heart slightly relaxed.

“Humph, you finally woke up.”

Hasting’s sound came from nearby. The black warhorse stood at the side and Hasting put a feeder bag on its head to feed it. Hearing Shaar making a sound, Hasting turned around and, with his feminine eyes, looked at him in the darkness.

Shaar stared Hasting in the eyes and immediately felt the opposite party’s sharp glare which seemed to penetrate him. While gripping his fire pitchfork in his hands, the muscles on his face kept twisting, but he didn’t pull out the fire pitchfork.

The difference in their strength was too big, whether to fight or not, it didn’t make any big significance.

Hasting’s eyes revealed that he was pondering for a while. He looked at Shaar’s hand that was holding the hilt and thought that he was gripping a sword. His face revealed a mocking expression: “Want to draw your sword? If you think you can win, you can try.”

Shaar took a deep breath and looked gloomy, but he finally decided to let go of the fire pitchfork. He stared at Hasting and slowly sat down.

“Oh? You don’t want to fight to the death?” Hasting grunted and turned around. His long spear was stuck into the ground and he didn’t even bother to take it. With empty hands, he arrived in front of Shaar and stopped two to three steps away.

Shaar shook his head.

“Fear me?”

Shaar shook his head.

“Hate me?”

Shaar raised his eyelid and nodded without hesitation.

“That’s the right way.” Hasting sneered: “Some Byzantine soldiers don’t even hate me, especially since you are from Rhodelia Cavalry Regiment you should.”

Shaar instantly thought of innumerable ideas on how to win. Besides facing the pressure of such a formidable enemy, he actually had a trace of strange feelings: “Didn’t this guy recognize me?”

Then immediately the hillbilly understood. During the duel on the battlefield, he wore a heavy helmet with a visor and the opposite party naturally couldn’t see his face. Moreover, he deliberately wore the biggest sized armor and each part of his body was covered.

However…..That’s right! His voice!

Even if Hasting didn’t recognize his personal appearance, he would certainly remember his voice!

Thinking about it, Shaar clenched his teeth.

Hasting sneered and didn’t doubt him. He sat down and took off the water bag from his waist to drink from it. After two gulps, he threw the water bag towards Shaar.

“It is really laughable when thinking about that Bonfret. Even if he was despicable, I thought that the guy was a powerful fellow after all and didn’t think that he was actually such a coward. When I killed him, he was completely scared silly. If I had known earlier that he was such a coward, I wouldn’t have taken the risk to kill such a trash.”

Shaar didn’t know why, but he felt as if Hasting didn’t have any hostility coming from his tone……there was even a faint trace of gentleness coming from him?

He remained silent and after gulping down two sips, he checked his own clothes. The light armor was so broken that Shaar decided to simply take it off. He then used his ripped-off clothes to tie up the Dragonscale on his chest by wrapping it around twice.

Hasting looked at Shaar full of interest and seeing the piece of oval Dragonscale in front of him, he couldn’t help but slightly raise his eyebrow: “Your chest plate armor is sure strange; it unexpectedly could block my spear. What material is this?”

He didn’t recognize the Dragonscale – after all, although Hasting was powerful, he personally had never seen a living dragon.

Shaar still didn’t speak. Although Hasting was curious, with his status, he wouldn’t do things like forcefully snatch it away from Shaar.

They looked at each other in silence for a little while, before Hasting finally spoke about the real subject. His complexion turned serious again and he looked dignified while carefully staring at the pendant hanging around Shaar’s neck. He then lifted his finger and asked.

“That thing ……Where did you get it?”