Chapter 111: To be out of luck part 1 (2/2)
Seeing the arrogance, the rest of the Atlantis group suddenly grew furious. They slapped the table and stood up to glare at Shaar, but this did not scare him. With a sneer on his face, his eyes flashed evilly.
The two leaders of the Atlanteans—the fat one and the thin one—looked at each other. The thin one shouted, ”What are you standing up for? Sit back down, honestly!” While the fat one looked at the Shaar. Hesitating for a moment, he finally said, ”That being the case, we do not want to argue with you. We travel, seeking money, not quarrels.
The man was patient, but Shaar did not care for them. He strode inside and went behind Soulster and Tatara to ask the owner to help finalize everything and call someone to tend the horses.
Although the Atlanteans were annoyed, their leaders had spoken and they can only endure. The eyes of the fat one lit up when he saw Shaar’s party’s horses being brought in. Warhorses and ordinary horses differed greatly. Furthermore, the horses’ rears were branded with the army’s mark, people who had some experience would know it by sight. Moreover, when their bags were brought in, they were obviously laden and difficult to carry. As the bags shifted, they made tinkling sounds that suggested they contained iron, armor, and the like. Along with the demonstration of Shaar's skill earlier, it was easy to conclude that perhaps he was part of the Byzantine Army.
They shared a look, then went to stand near their party to look at the warrior now surrounded by the Atlanteans. This man was more than 20 years old, dressed up without any particular distinction. As he sat there surrounded by so many others, he did not talk much. The young man eventually smiled and nodded, suddenly turning to the other two people, ”Let's get out of here!”
The owner came, after he had put away the coins given by Shaar, bearinga cheerful look. With some cunning in his eyes, he smiled, ”Guests, there is an ongoing festival in our city. I am afraid that other inns might already be full. If you go to another place, you might not be able to find a place to stay… If you don't mind, there are still many rooms in my inn, and they are only slightly worn. Originally, meant for firewood and sundries, but if you don't mind, I'll have people pack them out. That is still a hundred times better than sleeping in the open. I also see you brought a few carts of goods, you can park them in the courtyard, but the price…”
That skinny was furious, ”Why did you only say this now? Are you intentionally teasing us?”
The owner had deliberately delayed mentioning it to take advantage of their anxiety so he could increase the price. This method of doing business was in order to gain more profit. This lavish uncle's gold coins already earned him more, but who would complain of too much money? If few wooden shacks could earn him more then all was good.
The fat guy pulled at his companion, took a look at the young man who still did not make a sound, before he said, ”Well, hurry up and clean then!”
With that, he took out two silver coins and put them on the table, ”Have some food delivered as well.”
The owner takes the money instantly and joyfully leaves in high spirits.
Translated by: fahmi
Edited by: seriouspotato