The sudden tummy ache left befuddled for a mont before Ancarin chid in with the answer: Ever since Ive known you, Ive never seen you use the bathroom
So my tummy ache was because of that
Ill give her thatI havent actually gone to the toilet since returning to the Western Human Realms. To be exact, Ive only done a number one
How should I say this, I had gotten used to the simple lifestyle of consuming souls as a devilthese souls decomposed into a variety of nutrients when they entered my stomach and since they werent corporeal, there was no waste product left behind. Thus, I never had to worry about performing a number two for the longest of ti.
Since Ive returned to the human realm, Ive eaten quite a lot of human foodwhile I did pee from ti to ti, the matter of a number two had slipped my mind completely (Author: As his pee pee is still missing, taking a piss while standing causes the pee to spill all overso whenever he peesyou get the idea)
Sh*t, I just got screwed over by my own diet
With an anxious look on my face, I hastily asked Ancarin to lead to the nearest toilet. As he watched us scurry off, George almost mistook that as us trying to escape. However, he quickly changed his mind when he noticed the direction we were rushing off to.
Excrent had an important function in rural villages like this; they functioned as nutrients for their crops and thus the villagers had an idea to create a public collection point, otherwise known as an outhouse. Thus, with no ntal preparation whatsoever, I entered this facility and thenI felt sothing within die
With that bit of personal matter settled, Ancarin inford that the old village chief was going to hold a banquet in his ho to welco us.
During our battle with the Third Chief, this old man was noticeably absent even though he knew about the ongoing battle. To put it simply, he was afraid of dying so all he could do was welco us with food and wine after the battle. Rather than welco, perhaps it would be more accurate to say that he was doing whatever he could to keep us in the village.
The village chief had a pretty decent house made of wood; two stories high and it even ca with a courtyard of its own. It was in this courtyard that the banquet was held. By the ti we arrived, the banquet table already had several people seated around it. The old chief, George, Dioh and a blue, long-haired youth with average looks. Atop the table were over ten dishes, the majority of which were at with a couple of vegetable and fruit dishes at the side.
Despite the slight impoverishnt of the village, the banquet was surprisingly satisfying. This was after all, a hunting village. Thus other than farming, the village relied heavily on the mountain ga for sustenance as well. Given the wide variety of ats available, our al was pretty delicious in spite of the cooks average skills.
During our al, the village chief would bring up the matter of the Wolfs Fang from ti to ti which was understandable given their current circumstance. In truth, the Third Chief ca here looking for us and yet the bandits ended up leaving with a vendetta against themshouldnt we be the main characters here? I think there is sothing wrong with this plot..
As for Dioh, the main contributor behind this blood feud, he was currently sitting around the banquet table enjoying his food without a care in the world. Beside him was a stone-faced George who didnt show much expression even when offered a drink by the village chief. All he did was down the wine before he returned back to his sulking.
Sigh, if those bandits attack us in force, our village is dood Having taken a swig from his mug, the village chief let out a helpless sigh. Diohyouve really stirred up a hornets nest this ti.
What are you afraid of! If they dare to co, Ill make sure they never go back alive! exclaid the teen in question without any remorse on his face. As he took a massive bite out of a steak, he gave his chest a slap in a manly fashion and said: Even if I cant do that, theres still my big brother over here!
Well, werent you the considerate one, dragging your brother down with you the mont you realized you were not up to the task. No wonder hes so sullen, I would be too if soone dug a hole for to jump into and bragged about it.
All you know how to do is cause trouble! George yelled at the teen, however upon seeing the kid turn his nose up at him defiantly, he lost the mood to scold him and instead gave a dejected sigh: Our parents died while we were still young so cant you just behave yourself.
Whats wrong with killing bandits? he rebutted in the typical rebellious teen fashion. When I was young, you taught not to fear the strong and to uphold justice. Do you know how much I idolized you back then!
A constipated look crossed his face for a long while before he finally forced out a reply: Upholding justice requires strength. Only a fool would stick himself out for justice without any strength.
So youre saying thats why you stood by idly as they got bullied! Sohow the flas of war ended up spreading to our side of the table as well as the kid pointed a finger at while yelling at George. Unfortunately for him, his glare had no effect on George.
George glanced at the three of us before he promptly turned to his foolish brother and argued with him: Between the village and a bunch of strangers, who is more important?!
There is only justice in my eyes, theres no difference between a stranger and a friend!
So youre saying that as long as youre satisfied, it doesnt matter if the village gets massacred because of your actions!?
I didnt say that, Im just telling you that justice is impartial. It doesnt discriminate!
Then do you understand that your justice might just get our village massacred a few days later! Massacred, you hear ?! Without waiting for his infuriating response, George tugged at the teens collar and continued with his tirade: If Dawson were to attack us, exactly what do you expect us to do!
Dont we have you to defend us! Not caring about his older brothers action, he maintained his sitting posture as he stared at the angry hunter right in the eyes and said unwaveringly: Arent you really strong? That Dawson isnt even a match for you!
hmph He released the kids collar and slumped back into his seat, downing his mug as he did so. The pint of alcohol slid down his throat with several noisy glugs after which he slamd the mug back onto the table and crassly wiped his mouth with his sleeves.
He wasnt fighting at his full strength then, said George in a bitter tone.
Dioh fell silent upon hearing that.
From the looks on their faces and their conversation, George mustve fought with Dawson previously. Furthermore, it mustve been a pretty fair fight which ended in Georges victory. According to George, he only won because his opponent went easy on him. However, putting that aside for now, it least ant that he won the fight.
Was that why he was able to finish off the Third Chief with a simple sneak attack?
Honestly, Dawson isnt the main problem here, our biggest problems are his minions which number over 500 and his two to three hundred trained wolves. Theyre simply too much for our village to bear. He continued having cald himself down slightly.
George closed his eyes for a second before pouring himself a cup of wine, but instead of drinking it, he rely held it up and continued talking: Even if I do my best to stall Dawson, how are you going to handle the near thousand strong bandit troupe?
By now, Dioh had cald down as well. He lowered his head and gave this matter so thought before answering: We can set so traps to stall them while everyone else whittles them down with their bows. Theres no way well lose to those curs in an archery battle.
Those bandits arent fools either. They know how to create traps as well and wont fall for ours so easily. Plus, you seed to have pegged their intelligence at the level of a re beast.
That is nothing short of foolish. They have long range weapons as well and in an archery battle, their 500 strong army is more than enough to overwhelm our skillafter the battle today, the amount of able bodied hunters in our village is less than 80 if you dont count the wounded and the dead.
I understand He said in an attempt at admitting his error. However, his face clearly said otherwise. Although the ntion of casualties dampened his mood slightly, this show of sadness was quickly replaced by his bull-headed need to maintain his front.
Dont be fooled by the kids show of strength, deep down, he was just as saddened by this sordid affair as everyone else.
I think we can try to rope in the nearby security forces, interjected the Village Chief in the midst of this sudden silence. If we give them enough benefits, they should be willing to aid us. Plus, this plan wouldnt require much ti either. A trip back and forth would only take a total of two days.
How ironic, the forces charged with protecting this regions security ended up turning into an extortion gig. What was to be their duty was now a chance for them extort money from the villagers; if you didnt pay the protection fee, they would not deal with the banditsI swear this situation was so common nowadays.
Before proceeding forward, its worthwhile to elaborate on matters regarding the security forces in the Western Human Realm.
Nobility could be divided into a number of ranks that started from, knight, baron, viscount, count, marquis, duke and finally ended in king. In theory, all kings were of the sa level, but in reality there existed differences in each nations strength which resulted in them having different standings.
The lowest denomination within the security forces were villages. The security of a village was handled by the lowest grade of nobility, the knight. However, that didnt an that every village had a knight that looked after it. Only villages located in strategic locations or those that were rich in resources could enjoy the protection of a knight.
In short, only villages who could bring those noble masters so form of benefit were worthy of protection. This ant that Plateau Village didnt possess an officially sanctioned security force. For the most part, security was handled by the villagers themselves as no knight would want to waste their ti in a poor village like this.
This was why they ended up being bullied by the Wolfs Fang.
The security forces areuseless. Dawson has n stationed out there as well. Even if we pay them, those knights will rely take our money and not show up. Georges mood could only be described as despondent right now. While it hadnt reached the point of giving up, he showed an unprecedented level of dejectedness.
What about rcenaries? said Ancarin after hearing out their opinions. As long as were willing to pay, rcenaries will take on any job we give them. We should hire them to fight the bandits.
Agreeing with this point, Dioh gave the table an excited slap as he said: Thats right, as long as we manage to hire rcenaries, we dont have to be afraid of those bad guys! Although hiring them would take a lot of money.
With the bandits nearly being a thousand strong, the amount of rcenaries we would have to hire is slightly troubleso, but given our wealth wiping out an entire bandit troupe shouldnt be a problem as long as we fork out whatever we have.
I thoroughly approved of this suggestion seeing as it only required money. With over 10,000 gold coins left in our coffers, it should be more than enough to hire the needed amount of rcenaries. Plus, killing these bandits should net us so loot as well. For all we know, raiding their nest might bring us enough loot to recoup our losses and more.
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