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Chapter 58 – Mission (End)
Chapter 58 – Mission (End)
The business at Mort’s Inn was still as good as before. Ten tables were fully packed and full of already sitting people. Apart from the Adventurers that frequented the place regularly, Banner’s caravan members were also frequent visitors.
At this very moment, about 5 tables were occupied and talking with eloquence, it was precisely the members of the caravan that had just returned from delivering goods to the small city.
As the Chief of the caravan, the Merchant Banner utterly comprehended the ways of management. Wis.h.i.+ng for the horses to run fast you then needed to give gra.s.s frequently for the horses to eat.
Therefore, not only did he need to take into consideration the wages, additionally, every time he would transport goods, he would also invite them to dinner, letting the caravan people eat and drink at Mort’s Inn for a spell. It was precisely because of this type of benevolence of the Chief, that during times of difficulties the caravan personnel would not at all leave the group so easily.
“Chief, is our meat pie ready yet?” at this time, waiting for a long period yet not seeing the meat pie on the table, a caravan member couldn’t help but stand and yell out.
Because Rumont had already left the Inn, therefore, Madame Mort would have one less of an a.s.sistant and was even more busy than in the past. Although they still had a youth to help them, but with the 3 of them, it was already difficult enough to cope with the daily situation of customers.
“It’s coming right away!” Madame Mort who was busy with one group, was making meat pies while helping out the youth with the cooked meat pies in pa.s.sing it over to the customers.
Watching the youth, he was awkward as he thread through amidst the human crowd. Along the way he also almost dropped a tray of meat pies onto the ground. Madame Mort couldn’t help but let out a sigh.
“What’s with the sigh?” Boss Mort had come to get some meat pies and seeing his wife sigh, he couldn’t help but ask curiously.
Madame Mort sighed: “nothing, it’s just that I thought of Rumont as it got busy, that kid ahh! That child worked to and fro without getting dirty, not even letting people worry about him one bit ah.” she shook her head as she spoke, evidently she was lamenting.
Knowing that his wife wasn’t too pleased with the current a.s.sistant, Boss Mort quickly laughed: “you ah, you didn’t even think who Rumont is, he’s currently already a Rank 2 Druid. The drugstore he opened is even flowing with money. You still want him to come over and help? I think that you ah, oh……” seeing the youth turn around, coming back, Boss Mort promptly s.h.i.+fted the topic.
And in another corner of the inn, Merchant Banner was just chatting away with his own subordinates. What they chatted about was the matter of missing the general a.s.sembly.
“Really never thought that the Tax Officer was unexpectedly that kind of person. Actually though, thinking about it, it’s right. Always with a gloomy expression and always with that insincere smile. That kind of person, how would he possibly be a good man eh.” a caravan member spoke while drinking some alcohol.
Banner did not answer the topic of his subordinate, instead he thought deeply for a while. Afterwards, shook his head in laughing. n.o.body knew what he had thought of to make him burst out laughing, however, his laughter allowed the caravan members to relax their nerves more and chat all the more easily.
“It’s said that because of this matter, Druid Rumont’s shoulder was stabbed by Barcas’ sword and it’s deep enough to see bone……” a caravan member seriously explained to the others. In fact, this was also something that he had heard from others, however, speaking of it at this moment, he had the manner of one who seemingly saw it with his own eyes.
“Oh heavens, what happened after?” someone quickly asked. Regardless of whether this matter was real or not, listening to it was enough to get a craving satisfied.
Seeing that there were people who cheered on, that certain caravan member cleared his throat. He carried on about how Rumont had resisted the pain and how the gallant him had battled with the malicious Tax Officer. In the end, the whole killing process was explained in a manner that was absolutely splendid, even gesturing as he spoke to his colleague.
After they finished listening, many people all secretly regretted in not witnessing personally the whole process of the general a.s.sembly. Merchant Banner listened with tranquility on the side the whole time. Seeing that his subordinate spoke in general as if he had personally experienced it, he couldn’t refrain from shaking his head in smiling.
“What’s wrong Chief, is there something that doesn’t add up?” one person inquisitively asked.
Banner shook his head and laughed. “Nothing, nothing’s wrong. I just suddenly thought of some interesting thing in the past and suddenly wanted to laugh, that’s all.”
Everyone just relinquished as they heard this.
At this time, a youth pushed the door open from outside and entered.
The Mort couple were the first to see him. Boss Mort faced him and haha laughed and moreover, he also went over and gave the youth a bear hug: “Rumont, is your injury better now?”
Rumont was first stumped, following which he understood the the other’s question, which was about the injury of his own shoulder. He quickly waved his arm about to indicate his injury was already better.
“Rumont, as soon as I came back I heard that something had happened to you. What’s it all about in the end? I want to hear about the original answer.” watching Rumont greet another first before then sitting in front of him, Merchant Banner wiggled his eyebrows as he asked with a hehe laughter.
Rumont’s eyebrows also jumped up once before he also smiled with a hehe: “isn’t it exactly as it sounds? I had evidence of his crimes and he wanted to silence me with death. Afterwards, he was killed by me in self-defense.”
Seeing that he was persisting with this kind of statement, Banner only gave out a haha laugh and did not inquire any further. As for Rumont, he s.h.i.+fted the topic elsewhere.
Chatting with everyone for a while, Rumont finally broached the subject for the purpose of this current trip; to purchase the equipment needed for drafting up a map.
“You want to go to Briar Forest?” hearing Rumont’s words, Banner furrowed his brows slightly. “I actually do have the tools for drafting a map, only, you’re really definite on wanting to enter the forest right? The danger in the forest abyss is quite severe, if you’re going there, how much certainty to you have for your own protection?”