53 Picturesque Banque

The whole journey consisted of weeping and teary faces and the uncontrollable cold glare released by those that were the most hurt.

Christian empathized with them because at one point everyone will have reached low bar in their life.

Words were not enough to console the emotional problems they had.

He was determined to engrave the lost soldiers' name onto a tombstone in order to commemorate their importance.

'They were the first to help propel my new future into success.'

Eventually reaching town, Christian took advantage of his geographical location to think of ways to create happiness.

"Let's throw a banquet!"

Christian was about to reach such an idea but the most elite people of his group had voiced out their desire.

The discussion over a majestic feast as well as plentiful alcohol to sate their current emotions, it became the topic of everyone's conversation.

'Drinking alcohol to drown the sorrows'

Although it was not the right method to handle it, Christian felt it was alright as long as it was only for the short term.

"Then let's hurry to the inn."

....

"Are you sure?"

"You saw yourself how he used us like tools and only watched us wrack up profit. You tell me?"

Trying to cool the situation, a person pushed the two away from each other

"Enough is enough! We have already committed to our action and it's useless to regret it. All of us were the victims of such tyranny."

Another added their own piece

"You're friend wasn't the only one to be killed, we're all hurt."

The one who originally started the conversation waved his hand after this tiring yelling

"Hmmph, you're plan better work"

....

Christian was ready to give out a speech of thanks for the bravery and courage of those that fought along with him however held back

The eyes betrayed the little sanity that was left within them

Coughing to avoid saying anything, Christian instead just said a simple phrase

"Let's eat!"

It was obviously very awkward as many were not comfortable remembering what had happened and despite being in front of marvelous cuisine they couldn't resist being reminded of a crushed corpse

No one had yet to throw up from that thought.

Christian realized that this would go nowhere so he brought out the alcohol for everyone to enjoy.

Wine, vodka, rum and a variety of drinks began to be served by the waiters and waitresses.

A few were to hasty to desire forgetting those horrifying memories and began chugging the first few drinks that arrived until they were satisfied.

Christian held those few in contempt as this reminded him of spoiled nobles that were unable to do anything because of how spoiled they were.

Eventually they would become the downfall of their family.

Just the memories of useless people that he had to allow roam and take part in his kingdom was infuriating as they were a partial reason for his downfall.

'This time it won't happen'

Christian swore that he would make sure to eliminate those buffoons if they were to cross paths with him.

Those that were once teary eyed and filled with sorrow became much calmer with the help of alcohol.

There were strange mixes of emotions that Christian observed

One was laughing while crying, attempting to hide the pain within her heart

Another became cold and frigid, keeping a distance from everyone and let out a tear every once in a while.

The oddities began as Christian also soon became drunk.

"Sir, shall we send a small team to spread glory of our name"

Although he couldn't see who the person was as the alcohol and loud noises messed with his brain, he still understood what the man was trying to get

"U-uh, yes"

Once hearing the reply, the man gracefully left and along with him were 3 other people.

Their faces didn't seem to important from what Christian could recollect but he shrugged it off

'Time to sleep, I guess'

Accepting that a hangover will be inevitable, Christian decided to sleep early.

...

The sun had already risen high into the sky and the night had long pass from the time Christian was awake.

Delicious food and divine drinks and the joyful atmosphere was one that will forever be remembered

'They may be pretending that the pain doesn't exist but one day they will face it'

Each step Christian made was in order to pave a way for success in the future.

Guiding everyone back to the academy, Christian still felt a hidden sense of pride that was similar to what an adult would feel for their successful child.

The academy was within their sightas well as a crowd of people

'Are they here to welcome us?'

Christian was stunned for a moment as he didn't think the hunt would bring forth that much attention however he still waved at them

Appreciating the time they took out of their free time to watch his return.

It was odd as their were quite a lot of mature faces that probably belonged to a teacher as well as a familiar face

The Head of Disciplinary Actions!

Crossed arm, Christian could hear him yelling when he was only a few metres away from the academy.

"CHRISTIAN, FOLLOW ME TO THE DEAN'S OFFICE!"

"..."

Christian didn't know what he did this time but he had a bad feeling of the outcome.

Two teachers immediately arrived before him and grabbed him before he could say anything.

A cloth was suddenly stuffed into his mouth that forced him to only whimper

"Hmmh..."

It was impossible to break out of their grip and the only thing Christian could do was swear in his mind and hope to exact revenge when he reached a higher cultivation stage.

'@#$%%#@$%$'

A sorrowful voice filled with disappointment reached Christian's ears

"Christian, I thought the first time was because you got framed. But this time... I can't help you. If you really did what I was told then you can only help yourself."

'What did I even do?'