Chapter 334: Chapter 176: Beast Eyes
The Moon Feast is approaching.
Every household in Neum City has prepared to welco the arrival of the festival.
Candlesticks, altar incense…
On both sides of Eagle Badge Avenue in the wealthy district, the sycamore trees have even been decorated with special pendants, waiting for the night to deepen and the moonlight to beco rich, reflecting spots of light.
The Iron Bucket Toad might not be an upscale tavern, but as a famous gathering place for adventurers in the nearby district, it always has good business.
With both the resources and the intention to decorate.
Currently, the interior of the tavern is adorned with various large and small decorations related to the Moon Feast.
It cannot be as extravagant and wasteful as the wealthy streets, but a few plush tapestries printed with the Silver Moon pattern, the gentle sound of a minstrel’s harp hired for the occasion, and two or three festival discount-priced drinks are enough to let the guests feel the festive atmosphere.
“You have absolutely never seen so many Grey skinned Rats!”
“My goodness, it’s more outrageous than the flies on the garbage dump, you’ve been to the sewer, right? Places broader than the streets of the Lower City District, packed full by them, just imagine that!”
The crystal-clear liquor sloshed, and a few drops splashed out of the cup.
Iron Head gripped the cup tightly with one hand, his cheeks slightly flushed, clearly tipsy.
His expression thus beca more and more excited, his spittle flying everywhere, and his raised voice frequently drew the attention of guests at neighboring tables.
Sitting opposite him were, of course, a few subordinates from the Gray Badger Gang.
“And those are not just the palm-sized little mice you see at ho.”
“Each one is as big as a calf, and can bite off your toes in one bite!”
“An ordinary person couldn’t last two seconds inside, they’d be gnawed into a skeleton!”
Hearing him say this, the subordinates in front of him deliberately showed a few worried expressions and asked curiously:
“Iron Head boss, since it’s so dangerous, how have our brothers in the sewer from the Gray Badger Gang managed to survive?”
“Did ‘Eight Finger’ boss step in?”
Hearing this, a proud smile appeared on Iron Head’s face. He took a big sip of his drink and then shook his head with a show of pretense.
“Of course not.”
“‘Eight Finger’ boss has to look after the gang mbers, it’s not easy to handle so many rats lightly.”
“Then it was…”
“Have you forgotten the two gentlen who specially ca to the tavern to find yesterday?”
“The one with black hair we t at the tailor shop?”
“That’s right!” Iron Head’s bragging expression almost spilled over, “I told you, people like this are clearly tough characters not to be ssed with.”
“Tsk tsk, you weren’t there at the ti, you didn’t know how exaggerating the scene was then.”
“With those large rats, it’s not just one sword per rat, the gust brought by the gentleman’s movent swept away a large area!”
Saying this, Iron Head dramatically looked around before leaning in and lowering his voice:
“I even suspect that gentleman isn’t just an ordinary professional anymore.”
“You an…”
“Heh heh.” Iron Head gave a mysterious smile, feeling extrely satisfied with his subordinates’ reactions, and blissfully took another gulp of drink.
Without much concealnt, his boasting naturally also reached the ears of the surrounding tavern patrons.
Even though many would forget imdiately, a few of them knew about this figure described by the small boss of the Gray Badger Gang: a powerful professional with black short hair, wielding an iron-gray longsword.
“Not boasting, this morning I even helped that gentleman with a small task.”
“Otherwise I’d probably still be in the sewer, helping the brothers there pack up.”
“Hearing you say that, does the professional have so connection with you?”
A subordinate asked, following the topic tily.
“There’s definitely a bit of connection.” The flush on Iron Head’s cheeks beca even more pronounced, inadvertently starting to boast, “If ‘Eight Finger’ boss hadn’t seen my loyalty and persuaded to stay, perhaps I’d have made a na among adventurers by now.”
“After spending a couple of days together, I think that gentleman probably appreciates too, perhaps…”
“That’s a professional!” A subordinate anticipated, hoping, “If he could teach you a move or two, wouldn’t you walk through the Lower City District sideways, boss?”
The flattery from his subordinates made Iron Head almost squint with satisfaction, enjoying the praise from those around him without speaking.
But for so reason, or from so unnoticed instant, the mood in the room suddenly cooled down.
The sounds of flattery and ingratiation from his subordinates vanished in an instant.
In their place were gazes directed behind him and the rigid expressions of his subordinates.
Seemingly anticipating sothing, rustily, Iron Head slowly turned around.
What ca into view was tallic chain armor reflecting a cold light under the lamp, the slightly trembling hilt of two swords, and a pair of black eyes devoid of emotional fluctuation, reflecting his body.
Faced with the sharp figure quietly watching him, a stiff and awkward smile involuntarily appeared on Iron Head’s face.
“Xia Nan, sir, w-why are you here…”
…
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Neum Sewer.
Even if it was already the second ti following Iron Head down here, Xia Nan’s overly keen senses still made him slightly uncomfortable with the humid and filthy stinking environnt around him.
Climbing down the iron ladder, he landed lightly.
At his fingertips, gravity gathered, forming an invisible mini vortex.
The Iron Scab Moss growing in the cracks of the walls shattered, turning into dark red crystalline particles, swirling and falling onto his fingertips.
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