Chapter 3371 Rotting Corpse (Part 2)

Chapter 3371 Rotting Corpse (Part 2)

"What guardian king? There's no such thing and I have no special power!" Trion half said and half whined.

"Don't say that, kid!" Bromann sternly waved his finger under Trion's nose. "If people hear you, you'll ruin Zekell's business."

Bromann's angry façade crumbled as everyone started laughing.

"Oh, exalted one, we submit to your glory." Rizel mock-venerated Trion with ample movements of his arms. "We also expect you to pay for our drinks since you are a god and stuff. We mortals wouldn't dare offend you."

"What about the food?" Asked an indignant Khars asked. "We can't drink beer without meaty and salty snacks!"

"Pay it out of your pocket or I will make you." Raaz mock-glared at his friend. "My son is the guardian deity of the East, not of freeloaders!"

More laughter ensued.

When they reached Lutia and people started to beg Trion for his protection and blessing, he silently begged Mogar to swallow him whole.

"This is so embarrassing! He thought. I always envied Lith but now that I'm under the spotlight, I want to go back to being a nobody. How the heck does he deal with this madness while making it look so easy?'

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Lith reached Lutia last while staying incognito.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

Everyone expected to see him fly on his wings, with his seven eyes open, or at least wearing his Supreme Magus robe so no one paid attention to a tall farmer.

'I guess it's true that the clothes make the man.' He thought while greeting the original citizens of Lutia who recognized him and welcomed him back without using his name to let him have his privacy.

Having to remain close enough to all his Demons at the same time not to restrict their movements, Lith sat at a small family restaurant on the outskirts of the city, far away from the temple of the All-Father.

'All in all, this new Lutia is a nightmare. He inwardly grunted. The crowd, the traffic, the noise, and even plenty of guards!"

I do no such thing. Lith swallowed hard. For a woman who claims not to be a believer of the temple of the All-Father, she has a nigh-blind faith in me.'

"How is business going?" Lith quickly changed the topic as the woman brought him what looked like steamed lamb in a green peas sauce.

Being praised in Court or by someone who wanted something from him was a pain Lith was used to whereas being honestly praised by a stranger felt awkward.

"Not well, sadly." The woman sighed. "This is the only place we could afford and being on the perennial outskirts of Lutia doesn't help. The city can't expand further without invading the lands of Magus Verhen which means we're stuck here until better times

come."

Away from the Gate and the main commercial district, the restaurant was indeed in a bad location. Unless someone arrived on foot from the road or had business in the area, there was no way to discover the restaurant.

"Sorry to hear." Lamb wasn't among Lith's favorite foods. He had gotten quite sick of it during his service as a Ranger in the north.

"Don't worry, sir, this too will pass." She replied with a warm smile. "My husband is a great brewer from Mackosh. I'm sure that as soon as enough people taste his beers, just word of mouth will make-

"Come again?" Lith cut her short, his interest in her personal matters spiking.

"Didn't I tell you? We ran away from our hometown during the War of the Griffons." The woman said. "Mackosh is a xenophobic garbage dump. The moment word of Thrud's Skinwalkers spread, those idiots started a witch hunt.

"Neighbor turned against neighbor and mere rumors were enough for innocents to be tortured. My husband and I came to Lutia because we believed the place that raised Ranger Verhen couldn't be as barbaric and thanks the gods, we were right." Lith was torn between the wish to taste the beer and his promise to Kamila. "I'm sure everything will be fine. Do you sell kegs of beer or just mugs?" He asked.

"Getting our hands on the right ingredients is hard and the brewing takes a long time." She sighed. "We were hoping to keep our reserve exclusive for the restaurant, but at this point, we can't turn down business. Why? Are you interested?"

"Maybe." Lith sighed back. "I can't drink it myself and before making a purchase I need

the opinion of someone I t-"

"There you are!" A familiar voice said as the woman went pale in fright, took a few quick steps back until she was behind the restaurant door, and locked it shut.