Chapter 247 - Bigmouth

"I see," she said as she stared at him before she walked past them. But before her figure disappeared on the door, she glanced back at him, "Wait," she called out. Eman and Eina looked at her. "Next time be careful with your disguise. It might cause you harm one day," the woman warned before she finally left the guild barracks.

Eman sighed inwardly. 'It's just a getup you know,' he said but decided to keep it in his mind. Also, he figured she was right. She also heard his sister mumbling.

"I know she's right."

"....."

Eman remained quiet.

Outside the barracks, the woman frowned as she looked at her arm. "Who was that person? I can't believe he caught my arm. I never thought there was someone who could stop my fast hand," the woman whispered in surprise.

After the woman left, Eman scanned the interior of the barracks. There was a bar, which is to be expected for something like this establishment. Actually, the guildhall in the capital city has it too. Perhaps all the guildhalls have it. Though, he noticed it was almost empty of loiters. Only a few people that could be counted on one hand are currently there.

All their eyes were on them. Probably because the slight event that happened just a second ago took their attention. Now they are looking at them. He noticed Eina's stiffness. He understood her. It was a normal reaction that he expected from his sister in a place like this.

Most of them had a frown on their faces, but it wasn't the same expression from that woman a while ago. They prolly heard their conversation just now because aside from curious looks, no one tried to reach for their weapons like the woman's reaction. Well, it was better that he didn't need to explain again about their masks.

Eman decided to rest his hand on Eina's shoulder to encourage her. "Let's go," he said under his mask.

Some were wary of them and chose not to bother them. However, there are also those who are already lost in the spirit of liquor, "Hey! Those are some nasty masks you're wearing! Hahaha!" A man with a big scar on his mouth shouted at them and laughed. But Eman decided to ignore him. ;

Because of that shout, the people looked at them again. But, Eman didn't even pay attention to it. He just kept walking towards the bar counter. He intends to ask. But, the man did not seem to like his way of ignoring him. The man frowned.

Out of the corner of Eman's eyes, he noticed the man rising from his seat. He was supposedly sitting in the left corner of the room. And on the table in front of him sat a few bottles. Most of those bottles are empty. So Eman believed the man was drunk. That's why he chose to ignore him.

The man's sudden standing up caused a scraping noise of the chair and floor. As a result, the two people sitting not far from that man looked at him. The two people were sitting face to face at the third table. Eman heard them muttering the next second.

"Look at Bigmouth," said one man.

"Eh, Bigmouth looks angry with the newcomers," the interlocutor replied.

"Hehe. It looks like he will have another victim," added the first man.

Eman did not know what they were referring to. But he noticed the man who had shouted earlier was walking towards the center and now it was heading in their direction. Eman's eyes that were hidden under the mask he was wearing narrowed slightly. Because the man was drunk, he staggered as he walked towards them. His hand was hidden in the pocket of his old pants.

Eman just calmly walked towards the counter. Eina was just walking next to her brother. There were only a few steps and they would collide, but the man suddenly stepped to the left. It suddenly evaded avoiding colliding with Eman and Eina. Honestly, Eman also intended to step aside to avoid colliding with the man and also to avoid any trouble. Though, the result was fine.

The man just passed by Eina who was on Eman's left side. At that moment, the two men who had been whispering earlier suddenly shook their heads. However, nothing really happened. Eman and the guy they call Bigmouth just passed by without any trouble happening.

Eman was a little shocked because he didn't expect the man to be so tall. He also has a big body. Eman is just a kid compared to Bigmouth in terms of size.

In the eyes of the two men who were whispering a while ago, they seemed to know something they had not even seen. They seemed to know Bigmouth's moves or were very familiar with Bigmouth's skill. A big smile can also be seen on Bigmouth's lips as he was staggering towards the door as nothing had happened.

But, unexpectedly, Eman suddenly stopped walking and looked back. "Wait," he called to the drunken man. The two men watching them looked at each other. The drunk man did not seem to hear Eman's call. He continued to walk towards the door.

From Eman's clenched hand, something suddenly flew away. *Swoosh~* It hit the back of the head of the drunk man they called Bigmouth. "Ngh—!" Bigmouth groaned. He stopped walking and angrily looked back as his hand rubbed the back of his head on the part that was hit by the object that Eman flicked.

Their attention was distracted by the sound of something falling to the floor. It rolled and stopped next to Bigmouth's foot. They saw a round object familiar to them all. That thing is a silver royal!

Bigmouth frowned. Although a silver royal is a large amount, this is not the issue. The issue is someone dared to hit him. "Who dared to throw that at me?!" Bigmouth asked angrily as he looked ahead. He saw the masked men staring at him

"I did it," Eman replied without hesitation.

Bigmouth's eyebrows met from Eman's answer. "How dare you!" He bellowed.