"Well, well, well, What do we have here?" A man with orange hair and a smug smile. He was along with four others, looking at them arrogantly as they blocked the road.
This was a classic bully line.
"What do you want?"
"All your earnings today," he said. "Just today’s (maybe). We’re really kind, aren’t we?"
When this started, they would be taking more, and they’d have a ready source of income!
This naturally triggered the Alterans. "DREAM!" Bull yelled, lifting his fist. He knew his level was nothing compared to these people, but he sure wasn’t going to show it!
"Whoa so scared!" The newcomers yelled, laughing. Worse, they looked at the women and licked their lips, making the poor girls shiver.
Turbo narrowed his eyes and recognized them. He wasn’t here but he did investigate the town as well as his team’s history with different powers here. This guy happened to have a match.
Goliath Mercenary Team. A team who had wanted to steal from Gill, but was blocked by Cassandra.
"They had some conflicts regarding that orc back home," he said, informing the others of the history.
This made everyone look at him. "Cute Gochi? What?"
Gochi was big, but he had an innocent heart. He also saved a lot of asses during hunting sessions and won a lot of favors.
"They wanted to steal him and make him a slave."
"WHAAAATTT?!"
They looked at the mercenary team, their previous apprehension gone and they went straight to trash-talking.
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"Ugh! I dunno why people take slaves. Don’t they have their own hands and feet? Ptooey!"
And there were people who just tried shooing them away. "Go away! Don’t bother us!"
The Goliath members twitched, shocked by how a bunch of weaklings were so brave to go against them.
However, they soon shook it off and grinned. "Well, if they’re so excited to die then we’ll entertain them."
The civilians gestured to defend, led by Turbo who already took out his weapon. His eyes looked at the enemies, analyzing them.
The other team only had 5 members while Terrans were twice that number. Although the level comparison was the opposite, they didn’t want to run away!
The Goliath mercenary team flinched a bit under their stares but laughed a bit when they recalled their levels.
Tension rose and both sides prepared to duke it out—
"Oh, what’s going on?" A new voice next to them appeared, diffusing some of the tension. Everyone calmed when they saw it was no other than the lord of the town.
"Milord."
"Hmn," he nodded coolly, looking at the two parties on the verge of a match.
He didn’t prohibit fighting—as in most other territories—because everyone had an instinct of respecting the strong here.
In their minds, it was a bit counterintuitive to prohibit the way to show it off.
For the first time, he may be reconsidering it, just a bit.
He looked at the team of five with a deep frown. "You realize I have business relationships with this team, correct?"
He was actually serious about this. Before, when the team had just started and his cousin went with them, he made an announcement that a deal was being discussed.
People making trouble with them now was a disrespect to him.
The aborigines realized they annoyed the lord and had no choice but to back off.
"Tsk." Goliath glared at the Alterans before stomping away.
The Alterans looked at him admiringly, making him feel embarrassed.
Jonathan cleared his throat. "Am I not going to get invited?"
Turbo and the other flinched, before leading him inside.
They led the lord and his loyal guards to the living area of the base. Because it was designed for the comfort of them and their families, the shared living area wasn’t small. However, everyone who was hanging around saw Jonathan and politely went out.
The leader of this excursion was Turbo, and right next to him were Jake and Brandon.
"Where’s your captain?"
"Back home with his wife, milord."
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