Chapter 106 Uncontrollable rage (1/2)

Chapter 106 Uncontrollable rage

Translator: Tchu

Editor: BlinkToThePast

After Ruhr disclosed this secret, Shaar who thought of this scheme finally put away his doubts. In order to coax this little hillbilly, Ruhr was forced to disclose the real events.

For example:

“The current plan for you is to go to the military headquarters to accept the award. Then his Majestic will give out the orders and personally reward you. Therefore, after you and I return to the military headquarters we must immediately ride to the Royal Capital Osgiliath. Ah, I happen to have also received orders to return to the Royal Capital to report on my activities. You and I will travel together and as for the matters that you need to pay attention to, I will naturally explain it to you. As for the benefits… before His Majesty meets you, it is the same as having the protection of the Imperial Emperor! Understood? Right now, you are a sword in the hands of His Majesty to strike those big shots from the military headquarters. Therefore, now that you entered the sight of His Majesty, even if other people aren’t pleased with you, they can’t act against you. This time, you can open your mouth and ask for some big rewards. As so long as it doesn’t go too far, the military headquarters would want to settle this matter as quickly as possible. They will try to satisfy you as much as possible to settle the quarrel and make peace with the parties involved. As for what kind of rewards to request, I think I don’t need to teach you, right?” The fat fellow pinched his chin and stared at Shaar: “I think you have quite the talent for fleecing out as many benefits as possible.”

Shaar issued some hollow laughs. An old and young guy looked at each other while suddenly thinking of a similar thought: This boy/gramps is no good.

Shaar packed his things – in fact, there wasn’t anything to clean up. He took his fire pitchfork and clothes and followed the fat man as he left the courtyard where he was put under house arrest for 15 days.

The original two teams of soldiers guarding outside the courtyard had already withdrawn. The moment he went out, Shaar took a deep breath. The winter would soon be over and the warm feeling of sunlight was getting increasingly more comfortable by the day. Enjoying the weather the hillbilly stretched himself.

Shaar knew already this squire’s degree of “loyalty” and didn’t bother to even look at him. He threw his clothes towards Tatara and said: “These are the clothes I used for the past few days, go wash them clean as soon as possible.”

Tatara held a pile of dirty clothes, where several underpants and smelly socks were mixed within. While continuously cursing this hillbilly inside his mind, Tatara’s face became even more respectful and didn’t show it the slightest.

Although the hillbilly hadn’t suffered any hardship for the past several days, but according to Ruhr, they must look for a tavern to drink and have a good meal first to get a change of scenery when he came out of his “prison”. Shaar who had eaten meatloaves for more than ten days already had an uncomfortable feeling in his mouth.Moreover, someone is treating him to drink, why would he decline?

Looks at this fat Ruhr, he was sure that he wasn’t some kind of honest guy. His pockets must certainly be filled with gold, who wouldn’t eat from him?

They immediately went to Aunt Sofia’s husbands’ tavern inside Primal Wildfire Town, the one that was open by that One-eye.

On the road, Shaar discovered that the streets of Primal Wildfire Town had restored a bit of its past liveliness. Then they passed the crossroad of Black Alley, he could see from afar that most stores had opened their businesses on both sides. Some stalls had also reappeared on some roadsides and people of various types and clothing had appeared in the Black Alley. It was already somewhat similar to the liveliness of the past, but to completely restore it, it would probably need some more days.

Ruhr let the majority of his Praetorian Guards return to the camp and only left several to accompany him. When Shaar and the others arrived at the tavern of the One-eye, they heard too familiar noisy sounds when they entered the front door.

The loud shouting and cursing almost lifted up the roof.

They only saw that the tavern was already scattered in confusion. The tables and chairs were blown all over the place, the counter was full of broken glass jugs. Even the iron hanging lamp was already smashed upside down and the lamp oil spilled on a table. The oil was burning and dozens of people were brawling. Curses could be heard and broken glasses flew back and forth, many guests were hiding under the table to avoid the airborne “hidden weapon”.

Shaar who was walking at the front was shocked when he saw this scene after he entered.

In Primal Wildfire Town although brawls were very common in taverns, generally speaking, everyone was quite law-abiding. Even if some people really hated each other and had to compare strength, they would resolve it on the street. After all, everybody spent their time in this town and altogether there were several of such taverns in the town, if they really smashed one then the other owners wouldn’t let them enter in the future.

However, he didn’t know what was happening today. The entire tavern had turned into a massive brawl and a dozen soldiers in Byzantine Empire uniform used table legs as clubs to violently beat on eight guests. Those taking a beating were actually old customers in this tavern.