When Lotus came out with an entire cart full of freshly baked sweets, she was an instant hit with the visitors to the tavern.
Even the old construction workers who were sitting in a corner, looking grimly at their mugs of ale, were smiling as she passed them a small plate with a selection of baked goods on it. Her enthusiasm for snacks was contagious, and even Karl had chosen to ignore the fact that she had a large mug of coffee on the tray for herself.
If she got too hyper, he could just send her back to Ophelia.
The sound of blades clashing and wood smashing from outside caught Karl's attention, and the waitress quickly moved to bar the door.
"Is the area that bad?" Karl whispered to the man beside him.
The werewolf shook his head. "Probably. We sit near the edge of the district, and the Naga get into it with the Trolls on a fairly regular basis. The city guard doesn't care how much they break in their brawls, and they never make them pay for the damage.
So, we just get out of the way, or bar the door, so that nothing happens to the building."
The building itself was made of common field stone, oblong rocks patched together with mortar. If things actually got serious, Karl knew that it wouldn't take much to throw someone through the wall.
But it wasn't likely that things would go that far in the city.
"You look like you just had a strange thought." The Werewolf noted.
"I was just thinking that if they were serious about fighting, it wouldn't take much to throw someone through a nonmagical fieldstone wall." Karl replied quietly.
The Werewolf laughed. "You're not wrong. But they're usually not trying to kill each other, just to assert dominance. A territory fight of sorts between the two most populous groups."
A middle-aged Catwoman smirked at Karl. "You say that as if you could also throw someone through the wall." freёwebnovel.com
Lotus giggled when she heard the comment, and sipped her coffee before patting the woman on the shoulder.
"The Karl is a monster in disguise. Forget throwing them through the wall, he could probably throw them out of the city from here. Over the city wall."
The woman laughed along with her, but Karl did a quick calculation. If he transformed, he was fairly sure that he could hurl an average-sized troll at least two hundred metres. That was far enough to make it over the city wall.
Of course, if they were an Overlord or Totem Ranked Troll, it would barely injure them, and they would heal before they stopped skidding through the mud. But they would be outside the city.
Naga were much more difficult to throw.
Remi transformed back to her Naga form and settled down on the bench beside Karl, while Lotus continued to make friends. They had time to kill, and she wasn't ready to go up to the room and pretend to sleep.
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