199. Adam Bailed Out

199. Adam Bailed Out

Paul arrived at the Guard’s estate, his eyes darkened from the lack of sleep, but having heard there was trouble with Adventurers, and it was about that guy, he needed to come along.

“I knew it was you,” Paul said, looking to Adam.

“Evening, Paul,” Adam said. “Vice Master, excuse me.”

“Yeah,” he said, looking to the Guards. “Why the Guards are involved in a matter between Adventurers is beyond me.”

“We informed the Guards of the matter,” James said. “We also informed the Guild of the issue the issue too.”

“I heard your side of the story before I came,” Paul said. “So, Adam, I assume your side of the story is different?”

“You know it,” Adam said. “This is why I like you, Paul.”

“Vice Master,” he said.

“I can’t believe I made that mistake twice,” Adam said, shaking his head. “I was doing so good up until then.”

Paul raised his brows.

“Sorry. Anyway, I like you because even though I’m a Half Elf, you know my true worth.” Adam smirked, winking at him. “Well, maybe not my true worth.”

“Adam, please.”

“Sorry.”

Adam explained his side of the story to Paul in excruciating detail, far more detail than when he explained it to the Guards, including the more embarrassing parts.

“You can use Fireball?” Paul asked, staring at the Half Elf.

The Guards glanced between one another.

“Yep,” Adam said. “You can ask Mikayla and Fiona, they saw, or you can ask Jurot, he took a Fireball to the face for fun.”

Paul looked to the two women, who nodded, then to Jurot, who tried not to smile as he nodded. “Yeah, sounds like something an Iyrman would do.”

Adam nodded. “Right?”

“Okay,” Paul said, sighing. “Head to the Adventurer’s Guild. You can have your bath and your meal, and I’ll speak to you later. I’ll deal with the Guards.”

“Baktu bless you, Vice Master,” Adam said, sighing. “Come on guys, let’s go.”

Adam returned back to the Guild, where he immediately went to bathe, washing his clothing too, before he ordered a large meal. He gorged himself on meat and potatoes, which was on offer that evening.

“Ah,” Adam said, nursing his food baby, wearing his thick clothing.

Lucy was nursing her own food baby, having eaten a gold’s worth of food in a single sitting. “The Adventurer’s Guild ain’t so bad.”

“Right?” Adam said.

“It’s no Iyr, but it’s pretty sweet.”

Adam nodded his head. “They don’t seem to like us much though,” Adam said, noting a few Adventurers who were giving the pair dirty looks, though Jurot kept most of their gazes away.

“Yeah,” Lucy said, shrugging her shoulders.

Eventually Paul returned to the Guild, still annoyed. “You three, with me.” Paul motioned a head, and took the trio to a room in the back. “So you didn’t figure out anything with the magical symbol?”

“No, sorry.”

Paul sighed. “Jurot, was it true what happened? They were mindless and attacking one another?”

“Yes.” Jurot nodded. “Lucy was almost struck by Inflict Wounds, if not for Adam’s abilities.”

“Fireball and Counterspell,” he said. “Mage’s Tower too?”

“Yep,” Adam replied.

“How long has it been since we last saw each other? Yet, you’re already an Expert?” Paul asked.

Adam winked.

Soon the other four were brought in front of the Vice Master too, each of them looking small and meek, like four little rabbits, ready to be eaten by the four older Adventurers.

“It seems that each of you have some explaining to do,” Paul said. “You’ve thrown out some terrible allegations, and I’m afraid we can’t let that pass.”

“You believe them?” Mikayla asked. “Did you use a Zone of Truth spell?”

Paul motioned to Jurot. “He’s as good as any Zone of Truth spell.”

“You believe him?”

“You’re from the East,” Paul said. “You probably don’t understand how much weight an Iyrman’s words have around here.”

“Well, that would be a start,” Adam stated, firmly. “I also think I should be able to beat them a little too.” Adam cracked his neck. “Since they pissed me off.”

“Then the two of us should face them repeatedly,” Jurot said.

“Don’t forget about me!” Lucy said.

“We can’t all face them, otherwise it would be bullying.”

“So?” Lucy grumbled. “They wasted our time! I wanted a bath too.”

“True,” Adam said. “How dare they stop us from bathing.”

“We could each face them alone?” Jurot offered.

“That is a good idea,” Adam said.

“What would you suggest?” Adam asked Paul.

Paul sighed. “I could relegate them to certain quests.”

“What kind of quests?” Adam smiled.

“Hunting Rats, sweeping the streets, that sort of quest,” Paul said.

“That’s a great idea!” Adam said. “They should sweep the streets and help the people out freely for a month.”

“A month?” James said. “Without pay?”

“Yep,” Adam said. “And they should praise Fate’s Golden and the Iyr,” Adam said. “Since they decided to try and drag our name into the mud. I’ll forget about beating them, because I don’t think I should bully them that much.”

“Aw,” Lucy grumbled.

“That’s ridiculous!” James said. “Are you really going to give in to this madness?”

Paul glared down at James. “You shouldn’t forget why you’re here in the first place. From what I know of Adam, this is quite merciful.”

“Don’t make me out like some kind of beast,” Adam said. “I’m no Iyrman.” Adam looked to Mikayla and smiled.

She looked away.

“You also need to pay for the Zone of Truth scrolls,” Paul said. “All three of them.”

“D-damn it!” James growled.

Adam smiled.

“Though you should pay for half of it, Adam, since it was partly for your benefit,” Paul said.

Adam narrowed his eyes. “Then let’s increase their punishment for three months, and the Guild can put up with them until their punishment has ended.”

“Nevermind,” Paul said. “I’ve already dealt with the Guards, but I’ll send the four there to rescind their complaint formally, and I’ll make sure they don’t bother you.”

“The Guards also threatened and harassed me,” Adam said. “They also tried to pin everything on me and they didn’t give me a chance to defend myself.”

“I could imagine as much, since you’re a Half Elf. I’m surprised they didn’t cut you down where you stood, or when you began to get mouthy with them.”

Adam smirked. “Me? Mouthy?” Adam let out a soft sigh. “I got way more than mouthy before you came there. But, this was all before they found out I was a no good filthy knife ear.” Adam stared at Mikayla.

“I’ll make sure to speak with them again,” Paul said.

“I can only wonder why you asked me to drop the issue,” Adam said. “I’m a little disappointed that you asked, considering this matter was a blow against the Iyr too.”

Paul sighed. “I’m just tired, Adam. This really is so insignificant at the end of the day.”

“For you, Paul. I’m sure if the Ban family was being treated like dirt, you’d probably have something to say.”

“Right,” Paul said, yawning. “Since you can cast Fireball, that means you’re an Expert now. We can’t have you walking around with an Iron tag.”

“We are all Experts,” Jurot said.

“What?” Paul asked, staring at the Iyrman and then the Devilkin. “All three of you?”

“Yeah,” Lucy replied, smiling.

“Of course you all are,” Paul said. “Go get some sleep. I’ll deal with it all tomorrow.”

“Good night, Vice Master,” Adam said. “Good night to you too, you worthless cretins.” Adam smiled to the four other Adventurers.

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