The First Legendary Beast Master novel Chapter 738

Karl sat back down, and Old Jared, the one eyed sailor, laughed.

"You should have seen his face. I think he might have wet himself when he realized he had run into you." The extremely drunk sailor laughed.

"I’m not that scary. I’m not even an Overlord." Karl reminded the sailor.

"Does that really matter, though? He’s an Obsession Demon, and the tigers are known for their strength. You could likely rip his arms off and hurl the rest out the door from here."

The sailor was clearly on the verge of passing out from excessive drink, but Beth agreed, and even Ophelia was doing the mental calculation on whether you could throw someone out the door from here with the roof beams and the pillar in the way.

Beth smiled at Karl as she refilled his drink.

"Plus, you can teleport."

To someone with normal eyesight, it really might look like he had teleported out of his chair. But Karl was actually just very fast.

After a few minutes, the soldiers had dragged almost everyone out of the tavern, leaving only a few tables along the wall still drinking.

The Innkeeper sighed and put up a closed sign on the door, which was still miraculously intact. Then he brought out a pair of brooms, and got to work cleaning up the mess with Beth starting at the other side, so the rubble could be swept out the door in the middle.

Lotus got up, a bit drunk, but fairly stable on her feet, and began fixing the legs back to the tables.

She wasn’t trying too hard to match them to the right table, and if she got the wrong one, she would just regrow the leg until the table was steady.

It was actually quite efficient, and she had the tables all back upright before the mess was even swept up off the floor. Then she started on the stools, fixing them as she did a very Bohemian dance around the room, waving her hands like she was dancing to a song only she could hear.

The bartender picked up one of the chairs and shook it, then nodded in satisfaction.

"If they’re not up to standard, you can just fix them the normal way." Karl called from across the room.

"I’m more worried that she might have made them too durable. The chairs are supposed to break instead of the skull that they’re smashed over." The Innkeeper explained. Discover hidden stories at empire

Ophelia winked at Karl. "You know, this place isn’t half bad. I’m regretting this choice less by the minute."

Of course, the Berserker would approve of that plan. The only reason she didn’t get involved was because she didn’t know what it would take to get her back out of the brig, or county jail. Wherever it was that they took drunks after a fight in this city.

Once the bar was cleaned, and the rubble swept out the door, the Innkeeper changed the sign back to open.

"It’s still early, might as well give them a few hours. Sorry, Beth. No going home early tonight."