Looking at Bill, tilting his head and not moving, I heard a brief silence in the crowd, followed by a boil again.

Let's hope that the long-haired Bill will recover from his injury and will not leave any sequelae.

I walked up to the other side: "Now can you tell me how much money I've made?" ”

His eyes visibly contracted, and he raised his hand. "Shocked! It's so shocking! An outlander actually defeated two Alterac warriors in a row. Wonderful! It can be said that it is very exciting! It was very unexpected. Well, what was supposed to be a skit turned into a good show. However, the climax is just about to take place, and we have to bring out our God of War brothers, who will not only use their fists! It's a real weapon fight! Ladies and gentlemen! The best is yet to come! ”

"Hey, can you tell me how much money I'm making?"

"Damn, don't fucking rush. You're going to two people so quickly, and you're going to have to call our accountant to do it. ”

"Can you tell me what your name is?"

"Is it important to you?"

"Nope."

"Then don't ask."

"I can promote it for you, your boxing tournament has a lot of prize money."

"That will have to wait until you get out of this tavern alive."

"I'm confident."

"I wish you success."

"Ah, what is your winnings...... 60 credits. ”

"Then I'll use these 60 silver coins as the registration fee, right?"

"Ha, it's rare to see someone so confident. Absolutely, you can. He glared. Ladies and gentlemen! This outlander is going to challenge our God of War brother, we will not bully this southerner, and now we have Chris Ford, the steel arm! ”

There was another bald head coming out of the side, and he was the one the bartender was referring to. The man was not as tall as Long Hair and had a strong but not bulky body. He holds a short dagger in his left hand, but he has a blade on his left arm. And the arm blade grows a lot of fists, long enough to stab a person to death. He drew a short sword in his right hand.

"He's not really going to kill me, is he?" I turned to the other head and said.

"Then you have to be careful."

"Can I kill him?"

"Start betting!" He shouted. "It's a lot of money!"

Weapon monsters die quickly, and this may be limited to certain circumstances. For example, in a two-square-meter space, a spear is used to fight a guy with a dagger.

I was handed two swords. I threw away a sword and replaced it with a shield.

The bald head on the other side was obviously more cautious than the previous one, and I don't know if it was because he saw me change shields or because he heard my conversation.

An extra shield will not be less powerful than a dual-wielder, and defensive counterattacks tend to be safer and more effective. Especially in this small environment. This small round shield was enough to cover a large area in front of me.

He stabbed him, and he was a very experienced fellow indeed. I let out a scream and was scared out in a cold sweat. My shield was jammed by the blade of his arm as he fought me, and when I tried to break free, his dagger swept towards my left abdomen.

I didn't have time to do anything else, so I had to give up the shield.

The people around cheered.

He threw off my shield and stabbed at me again.

I started dodging and dodging, trying to get close to him, and getting closer. After dodging a dozen more times, I could clearly feel that his sword had become a little impetuous. Every time the sword was slashed, slashed, slashed, and stabbed, it became more and more trying to kill me.

It was a strange feeling, and it suddenly made me feel an inexplicable pleasure. Can't hit ...... He just couldn't beat it.

"Fuck! What are you hiding! Cowards hit! Sell! ”

"Chris! Hack him to death! Cut him! "The people around me were very unhappy with my performance. This audience only wants to see the blur of flesh and teeth on the ground, and they will never be able to understand the pressure of the man standing across from me.

kept dodging, and gradually let the man on the other side lose his physical strength. His attacks were much slower than they had been. It's time to make a move......

No, not yet. I...... It can be delayed a little longer. I began to attack in a provocative way. I can't give this tired guy a little respite and a chance to adjust his pace. Now he has to follow my rhythm.

The tip of my sword kept moving over the joint of his right wrist. Disarm...... This guy will never be completely disarmed. But at least his right hand can be removed.

He couldn't catch me, he couldn't even touch the corner of my clothes, and I saw his angry face. He's leaking a lot of flaws. Enough flaws! Don't play with him anymore. The tip of my sword slashed across his right lower abdomen, a slight crack.

The crowd was furious. Got even angrier. They may have seen ridicule, mockery, or losing money.

The first sword that sliced through his lower abdomen was just the beginning, and then I quickly sliced his arms, the backs of his hands, shoulders, and thighs. Now it is estimated that the blind can see that he is completely at a disadvantage. I'm bleeding him slowly. If on the battlefield, he is already dead.

No matter where he was, he couldn't give up. His right-handed sword is finally out of his hand! The rest of the offense gave me more direction. I've been attacking his injured right arm. Steel arm Chris, maybe he will also carry an arm blade on his right arm in the future.

I kicked him in the bleeding lower abdomen, and he stumbled. There is no need for flashy tricks on the battlefield, the most simple tricks are the most effective. I flew up with my sword and slashed his face straight away. I didn't want to kill him. I just need money.

He blocked with his left arm as my sword fell, and I kicked him in the knee. He knelt in front of me. I drew my sword back and put it on his neck.

Chris was covered in blood and looked up at me.

"You've lost, friend." That being said, it is not possible to draw the sword back yet. I don't want to be stabbed to death by him.

Most of the people around were cursing. It looks like they lost money.

"Accident! It's really ...... Accidentally! "The head of the battle has announced the end of the battle." Outlander defeats Chris! ”

I looked at the head, and his face turned very ugly. I drew my sword back and turned my head to look for Sean. But he was gone......

"Hey! I won, how much money am I making now? ”

"Alright, lad, Bill, yes. Your name is Bill. You deserve a bonus of two gold coins. ”

"Well, it's fine." I reached out and asked for money.

"You can't leave right now." He stared at me and said.

"I'm hungry, I need to go get something to eat. Give me money. I said.

"No, no, no, your game isn't over, you have to continue."

"I've had enough of today, I don't want to take any more money from you today, at least I'll have to leave some for you."

"Ha, you're still a good Samaritan. No, you won't be able to leave until the game is over. ”

"Even if the brother just came here, it would be useless, maybe you would lose more. That's it for today. ”

"It's not like you just have to forget it." There was a threat in his tone, a naked threat.

"No, I'm really up to me." I hate being dictated to and by others, but I hate threats even more.

"This is Alterac."

"You're not a king yet. John doe. "I still don't know his name.

There were five or six people around him.

"Are you sure you want to bully a poor stranger?" I frowned.

"You have to follow the rules here."

"It's your rule. I'm not in the habit of that. ”

"Ahh Wonderful, you outlander. I saw what you just performed. A voice came from next to me.

I turned my head to see the two men at the table that the bartender was referring to. A tax collector who is not the king's tax collector. The two of them stood between me and the guy.

"Business is once born and twice cooked. Of course, as long as it's a business, you have to pay taxes. A guy with long eyelashes and two eyebrows joined together grinned at him.

"Waller, how much does this warrior make?" The guy looked at the guy opposite, his name was Waller...... Waller, well, his dad guesses I'm with me.

"It's not over yet, Mr. Eck."

"But he seems to want to finish."

Does this person want to relieve me?

"No, by the rules." Waller calmed his voice.

"You can get your money. What's your name? The guy named Eck turned his face.

"Two gold coins."

"Hah! Two gold coins. Necker laughed, and then said to Waller, "Give him money." ”

Waller's face turned ugly, but he pulled out the gold coin. "Outlander, your game isn't over yet." As he spoke, he stretched out his hand holding two gold coins.

I was about to reach for it. This guy with eyebrows took the money quickly. "All business activities have to be taxed." He looked at me with a smile and said.

"Is this also called a business activity?" I grimaced.

"Of course." He reached for the hand holding the gold coin. I reached for it. A gold coin fell from his palm to mine.

"What do you mean?"

"Fifty percent of personal income." He was still smiling.

"Nonsense!" I was furious.

"This kind of commercial activity in which you are involved is an obstacle to public order, so heavy taxes must be levied to ensure that it proceeds in an orderly manner. Keep this entertainment just to bring some joy to the people, don't you really take it seriously, outsider. "He laughed so much that I wanted to draw blood from his mouth.

I glanced at Waller, the leader of the bandits, and instead of a hint of schadenfreude on his face, he glared at me with a frown.

"Are you blackmailing me?"

"Watch your words and deeds, stranger. You have to show enough respect to the king's tax collectors. The corners of his mouth foamed at the mouth, and it was disgusting.

"If you collect my taxes, you have to give me a proof of paying taxes, don't you? How do I know if the money ended up being taken by the king or in your pocket? ”

"You're bold!"

"You don't dare!" I leaned forward.

"Find someone to arrest this maniac for me!" He yelled at the henchman next to him. "You must be a spy of a foreigner!"

His voice didn't fall, and I punched him, and he closed his mouth. As soon as I stretched out my hand and pulled back the little henchman next to him who was about to turn around and shout, I twisted his back and threw him to the ground and stepped on his head. He didn't move.

I could hear exclamations all around me. I glanced up at the bandit leader, Waller. The anger on his face turned to surprise.

A handful of the guy who was covering his mouth on the ground. "You can collect taxes, but it has to be reasonable. You can bully me, but you can't bully people too much. ”

He covered his mouth and whined, but looking into his eyes, he was unconvinced.

"The rule of law will save you, but not now." I grabbed him by the hair and pulled him down, and a kick and knee hit him straight in the face. He fell on his back and fainted.

I looked at the people around me, and they didn't panic, just looked at me quietly. No one seemed to go out to call the guards or anything, and there was peace in the tavern.

I looked at Waller, and he looked at me. "That's it for today." I bent down and pulled the gold out of the hand of the guy who was limp on the ground like.

Yes! That's what it's like not to be bullied. My heart suddenly rejoiced.

I turned around and looked for Sean in the crowd staring at me. But it was not found. This made me feel a little lost in my heart.

Pushing the door open and walking out of the tavern, the air outside made me feel refreshed. How can there be blood on the ground...... Suddenly, a bad feeling came over me. Following the trail of blood, my eyes were drawn to the alley next to the tavern.

When I tilted my head to look into the alley, a wave of anger came over me in an instant.

Sean had collapsed in a pool of blood.