Strongest Hammer God novel Chapter 185

A group of five people heard the distant sounds of something scraping on metal and looked in the direction of the sound.

They were waiting right beside one of the mountains of Starkhold.

A moment later, Kyle came running out of the woods with the struggling chicken.

"Quick! Open the cage!" an older man dressed in a purple suit shouted.

Two of the men immediately opened a big metallic cage.

"In here!" the man shouted, pointing at the cage.

"Sure!" Kyle shouted, running to the cage.

Then, he lifted the chicken and chucked it right into the cage.

BANG!

The door was closed, and the chicken immediately tried to stand up but couldn't due to its broken bones.

The next moment, it shot thorns through the bars, and the men jumped to the side.

Yet, two of them were hit by some thorns, and they started to bleed.

"What did you do?! You didn't disarm it!" the merchant shouted at Kyle as he jumped into the dirt to protect himself from the rain of thorns.

"You didn't say I had to disarm it," Kyle commented calmly.

"It's to be expected! It's part of capturing a beast!" the merchant shouted, quickly scurrying behind Kyle.

Meanwhile, the chicken kept shooting thorns through the bars.

"Hey, you wanted a live Bristle Chicken, and I got you a live Bristle Chicken," Kyle said.

"This is not what I had in mind!" the merchant shouted.

"Yeah, well, sucks," Kyle said.

"Also, what's up with its legs? Why are they broken?!" the merchant asked.

"It would have stabbed me with its talons if I didn't do that," Kyle answered.

"You can't just damage my beast!" the merchant shouted. "Do you know how much the medical costs are going to be?! Also, it's so agitated that it won't lay eggs for months! Bristle Chickens only lay eggs when they feel safe!"

"You ruined the entire mission!" the merchant shouted angrily.

Kyle just looked at the merchant silently.

Then, he lifted the rooster's head and took a bite of its bloody flesh before chewing and slowly swallowing.

The merchant became quite intimidated when he saw that.

"Alright," Kyle spoke calmly. "If you're not happy with my service, open the door, and I will bring it back into the forest."

"What?! You can't just do that! I already paid!" the merchant shouted, still cowering behind Kyle.

"Yeah, well, sucks to be you then," Kyle said. "I'm a Fighter, not a hunter. If you want a properly captured beast, maybe you should've paid the hunters."

"You paid three Ether Stones for a service, and you got three Ether Stones worth of service."

"You can also just pay ten Ether Stones for the hunters."

The merchant grimaced.

Yes, the deal didn't go as smoothly as the merchant wanted, but it was still cheaper than paying the hunters.

The merchant needed to pay approximately 1.5 Ether Stones to calm the chicken down and to make it harmless, but 4.5 Ether Stones was still far less than ten Ether Stones.

"If you pay cheap, you get cheap. Pay stupid prices, get stupid prizes," Kyle said, making a stupid pun that nobody who didn't speak American understood.

The merchant just sneered. _{frёeωebɳovel.com}

"Fine," he grumbled. "Your mission is complete. I will report to the Stark Brotherhood later today."