Chapter 95: Fat Troublemaker

Chapter 95: Fat Troublemaker

"Phew, mission accomplished!" Gerald landed in a forest outside Auralba city walls.

He wiped the sweat off his forehead and sat down to rest. He pretended to be some great wizard, but he was actually extremely nervous the entire time. Luckily his acting skills were good enough.

Although Arthur Rosecloud might suspect something, he did not leak enough information for his identity to be exposed.

And since Arthur was the boss of the Golden Pouch Merchants, he had to be very intelligent, patient, and careful in his decisions.

Gerald predicted that one year was about the limit such a man could still be bothered waiting to get something he greatly desired, before resorting to more aggressive tactics.

Currently, Gerald was in need of a protector, so that he could grow as quickly as possible. After one year, if everything went according to plan, it wouldn't matter at all even if he was discovered. He would be already too powerful by then.

Although people knew how to use magic, that didn't mean it was widespread for combat purposes. Of course, there were battle mages, but they were rare and were highly valued.

Average people used magic more as an added tool for certain situations. As Gerald already experienced, it appeared most people didn't know how to cast spells in less than a second. And that made it unusable in most combat, especially in close quarters.

That, of course, didn't mean Gerald was invincible, far from it. He could maybe beat ten to twenty average men if he went all out, but then he would be completely exhausted and would be an easy target.

That's why he needed to grow fast, enough to be able to fly for at least ten minutes at a time. That was his goal for this one year.

Of course, establishing friendly relationships was a way better option and he already had a few ideas he could implement, to get close to the Roseclouds as himself, as Gerald. Updated from novelb(i)n.c(o)m

As one smart Roman general once said; "If you want peace, prepare for war!"

It was a great saying, and it resonated with Gerald.

"Arthur will most likely accept my proposal, so for this one year, I should be all set! But then again, I'll need to get a few helpers for my plan, otherwise, it would be too suspicious" He slowly got up after resting for a few minutes and turned back towards Geldern.

He still had his stuff and money there, so he should pick that up. Also, he had to give Arthur and Emily some time to think. The longer the wait, the better the effect. After all, a mystery is always attractive to people.

He spent the night in the wild, sleeping on top of a tall tree in the forest, and returned to Geldern late in the morning, where he, without wasting any time, went directly to his room at the Guild.

When he just stepped in at the front door, he heard a commotion inside.

"Go away Adelard! I already told you I'm not interested! Stop bothering me already, you freak!" It was Sera losing her mind, trying to avoid the annoying fly that was bothering her.

Of course, Adelard was, as usual, unable to comprehend the meaning of rejection. It was just a game for him, and the more resistance, the more he was interested.

"Hehe, Sera my love, you have seen how people treat you. They all void you like the plague, except me! I'll always be here for you," Adelard laughed, making the fat on his body jiggle.

'But No hunting Ugh!' She was having a hard time deciding, as her love for nature was quite strong.

"Can I tell you the answer later? I'm having a difficult time deciding," she ultimately said.

"Ah?" Gerald mouthed. He was currently carrying out glass beakers and vials, placing them in a wooden box, "Oh, yes, sure. Just tell me whenever. I'll stay in the city for a few more days."

***

In the city Lord's mansion.

"This is so humiliating!"Adelard grabbed a glass of wine and threw it at the wall. The broken pieces scattered across the room and the red liquid stained the pristine white stone. "That bastard did it on purpose!"

A guard slowly spoke, "Young Master, your mother is worried about your wellbeing. She does not approve of you mindlessly chasing after that common girl"

Adelard gritted his teeth and threw a plate at the guard, screaming, "Shut up you useless dog! I don't care about what mother thinks!"

Beads of sweat poured across his face as he started breathing heavily. He slowly calmed down, but his eyes still glowed with anger. "I have a special task for Silent Tornado, bring it to me!" he ordered.

The guard sighed and tried to reason with the angry lad, "Young master, I don't think it's a good ide-"

"Shut the fuck up and do it!" Adelard roared at him.

"Sigh, yes, young master" The guard slowly left the room. He was so sick of having to babysit this spoiled brat. But he had no choice, his family needed to eat, and he needed the money.

A few minutes later, a cloaked figure entered the room with the guard.

"Finally you're here, Silent Tornado! I have called you here-"

Silent Tornado sighed loudly, "I have a name, you know? You could use it sometimes"

Adelard angrily rebutted, "If I say you are Silent Tornado, then you are Silent Tornado!"

"Lame!"

"You-!" Adelard's face became red as a tomato from anger. He was once again at the point of losing his mind.

"Tsk," Silent Tornado waved its hands, "Whatever, why did you call me this time?"

Adelard released the air from his nose like a steam engine, his anger somewhat relaxing. "I have a special task for you"

He proceeded to explain the details of the task as Silent Tornado just stood there emotionlessly, listening to his orders.