"I'm sorry, I went too far." Arthur said lowering his sword, but his eyes still had that strong intent in it, "But you also went too far with her father."
"Too far?" I looked at him like 'Really?'.
"You put the man through a wall!" He said with a definitive look that almost made laugh, "How is that not too far?"
"Okay, I understand."
Arthur almost sighed a breath of relief before he heard my next word.
"But that was self-defense."
"!!!"
Everyone including Arthur looked at Henry like what universe was he talking about.
In their eyes, it wasn't Henry that needed self-defense. It was the Viscount.
"What are you talking about? He didn't attack you. What self-defense are you talking about?"
"Did you not hear about him wanting to murder ?" I say, pointing back to the point right before I punched him. "He said he would murder , make my family and children work at the mines and don't even make tell you about what he said about the won."
"Such an arrogant man… seems like he almost forgot that he's a failed noble with zero reputation and debt hovering around him."
That last piece imdiately struck a chord at the heroine. She knew it was the truth but didn't think Henry would so blatantly say it out like that.
'How can a man be so callous.'
She looked towards with tear filled eyes. But instead of the smile or arrogance on my face, all she saw was disappointnt. Which instead made her shock.
Why was he looking at her with disappointnt?
Did she do sothing for him to show her that look?
Even if she did… why would soone like him care?
Arthur didn't seem to understand the veiled pain that was written on his heroine's mind as he said, "Regardless of what happened, I am willing to let this matter go, if you stop."
I thought about his words for a mont.
'Going any further doesn't benefit anyway. Might as well stop before I stretch this too far. But for that…'
"Alright I accept."
Arthur had a delightful expression as he was about to say so words but I went faster.
"But this matter must end here imdiately."
"That ans, you can't bla this guy anymore nor can you..." I look at all the other vultures waiting to pick pieces of the owner, "...people, falsely try to take money from him either."
Hearing , there looks hardened as they looked towards the guy only to see other well built, strong n standing guard in front of him like a fortress.
Seeing that he's chance had arrived, Rocco signaled his guards who were frankly confused at their boss. But finally seeing their mont arrive, the guards ca before him and as usual acted all strong in front of them.
The vultures on the other hand, snickered before giving venomous eyes. Which they quickly chose to hide because of the smile I had on .
"I suppose you accept those terms?"
"Alright" Arthur nods. He didn't really have much problem with Rocco. The only problem he had was related to the father-daughter situation. With it resolved, he didn't mind if Rocco had been proclaid king of the city.
Arthur gestured to the guards, "Help get that man off the wall."
The guards looked at their boss and seeing that he gave them the permission, they went and got him out, albeit it was strange. Though it was in their job description.
After that, Arthur didn't see any reason to linger at this place, so he took the girl and her father with him and left the place.
Seeing the drama ending here, the people who had once gathered in great number, left as well.
Rocco seeing that Arthur had left his gambling house, gave a big sigh of relief and got up. Instantly, his mind sparkled to one fact.
'Yes! I almost forgot about him.'
He's eyes widened and looked around the gambling house but could not find his savior. The gambling house was now empty with the end of such dramatic matter.
Seeing no fraction of his savior, Rocco sighed once more before ordering his guards to clean up the place and also fix the huge whole in his office.
…
I road the streets with Raven as he couldn't help but ask, "Sir, might I ask you a question?"
"Sure, but let take a guess. Is it, why did I help that guy?"
Raven nodded, "Yes, in the eyes of the public, the man had already been labeled as a rapist and his fate would have only been worse, if not for your interference." Raven really wanted to say 'ddling' but quickly corrected himself.
"So you want to know why I helped a bad guy like him, right?"
"No" His answer caught my attention.
"What I wanted to know was, why did you help soone who clearly had nothing other than great ss before him."
I was actually a bit surprised by Raven. The guy didn't talk much, always was a silent observer. But when he asked or talked about sothing, it would always be either his pack or about security.
So you can guess why I felt surprised by his straightforward talk. Not only that, but I appreciated it. No boot-licking and straight… just the kind of ma- Wolfman I like.
I laughed, "Yes, he did look like he had nothing but baggage. But underneath that lying scumbag who was about to take a little girl as his prize, lies a cunning bastard with good connection with the underworld."
"Him?" Raven's expression said it all, 'Really? You sure you ain't tripping?'.
"Yep, I understand the sarcasm." I nod, "But sotis you have to look beneath the dirt to find the shiny stone, Raven. In this world of ours, never judge a book by its cover, understand."
Raven nodded, albeit more questions coming to him.
"Ask away, I can see it's gnawing at you man."
Raven sheepishly gave a smile of embarrassnt as he asked, "If he's got such a good connection… as I believe he has. Wouldn't it be best if you tried to take advantage of it right now, seeing as you saved him?"
"Good eye. It would indeed by good if I did that now and I'm sure I would likely get sothing out of him as well." Then I slowly shook my head and stop before the carriage, "But I would rather wait for a better ti than pluck it before it could fully bloom."
Raven had a confused look on him before he realized, "You an to wait for him to get more desperate!"
I stop mid-step as I was about to get in. Looking back, I tap my nose lightly and went inside the carriage.
…
After the fiasco today, Rocco stayed vigilant of his surroundings. His eyes stayed sharp for any random encounter that might cause sparks and made sure to stay clear of it.
But that wasn't the most problematic thing that had happened to him. It wasn't even that the local guards were coming to arrest him or anything.
It's just that his business was failing.
Rocco sat at his bar and looked at the empty gambling house that should have been filled to the brim and only had one thought.
'All of this happened because of that one brat!'
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