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Chapter 254: Never Give Up
Chapter 254: Never Give Up
'Damn it!!!'
After spitting out the apple in his mouth, Black Sheep spat out the sauce in his mouth and raged in Leon's soul:
'I'm a demon! A mighty demon! How dare that Wilde treat me like this? Don't hold me back! Once I get out of here, I'll tear him apart alive!'
Oh, right, you're just an 8-point weakling, and it's so easy to dismantle a 16-point opponent.
Ignoring Black Sheep's furious rant, Leon grabbed its two bread-like horns and tossed the sauce-covered creature into an empty plate meant for collecting garbage. He then proceeded to eat the other side dishes on the plate while observing the lip movements of the male and female leads chatting in the distance, trying to decipher their conversation.
According to the plot summary Princess Veronica had shared with him, the male lead, Elijah, had initially come to this small city to escape an emotionless marriage.
However, he was captivated by Agatha's cheerful and lively personality in the tavern, as well as her boundless energy. He invited her to show him around the city, and their hearts grew closer during the eleven-day tour. Their bond strengthened when Agatha was captured and they reunited at the wedding, ultimately becoming a couple.
After reviewing the plot in his mind, a thoughtful glint flashed in Leon's eyes.
The question remained, even if Agatha wasn't a real waitress and was just working here, there were no other staff in this small tavern, and she had skipped work for over ten days. Wouldn't the boss be furious?
Additionally, based on the dialogue between the male and female leads, they both had a bit of a romantic mindset, prioritizing love and freedom above all else. However, they didn't seem to have a frivolous or casual personality.
Given that Elijah had a pending marriage arrangement and was unsure about escaping it, it was unlikely that he would invite a beautiful stranger to tour the city with him. Similarly, Agatha, being a relatively "reserved" person, would not typically accept such an intimate invitation to tour the city for eleven days with a stranger.
Therefore, something must have happened in the first act at the tavern that rapidly brought the two closer together. It might not have made them fully trust each other, but it at least established initial trust and sparked mutual attraction.
After deducing the possible change in character attitudes in the first act, Leon surveyed the customers in the tavern and their states, forming some speculations about what might happen next.
The most likely scenario was that some trouble had occurred in the tavern, and Elijah had tried to help Agatha, but she still lost her job. As a result, he invited her to be his tour guide to offer some financial compensation.
Agatha, touched by Elijah's chivalry or something else, developed trust and closeness towards him. With her departure planned for two weeks later, she accepted the tour guide job, and everything made sense.
As for the source of the trouble...
"Nonsense! I can hold my liquor just fine!"
Among the customers in the tavern, a group of sailors who had been drinking heavily and were now red-faced and tipsy, started to cause a commotion while discussing poetry near Leon, who was deep in thought.
One of the sailors, his face flushed from drinking, rolled up his sleeves and slammed his fist onto the tavern's rickety wooden table. He argued loudly, "I can still drink at least five more! You two are already knocked out!"
"Stop bragging!" The two sailors sitting across from him laughed and mocked, "Five more? With your wobbly state, you'll be lying down after two more!"
"Haha, that's not entirely wrong. If he drinks five more, he'll indeed be lying down, but it'll be on the ground!"
"You're full of it!"
After being ridiculed by his companions, the slightly wobbly sailor lost his temper and stood up, shouting, "If I end up lying down, I'll be your grandson! This amount of alcohol is just a drop in the bucket compared to what I usually drink!"
"Alright, alright, I believe you. I'd believe you even if you said you could finish a whole barrel!"
"Haha, you usually drink a lot, but today you're wobbling because of the sea breeze, not the alcohol!"
"I... I'm telling the truth! I'll be a dog if I'm lying to you!"
After being teased twice, the slightly drunk sailor looked around, then grabbed "Agatha's" arm and forcefully pulled her over, saying drunkenly, "Ah... Ah, you there! You're the waitress here. Tell them how much I usually drink when I come here!"
Agatha was startled when she was suddenly pulled over while they were having a good conversation.
However, whether it was her natural disposition or the influence of Princess Veronica, the female lead quickly regained her composure and calmly replied, "Sir, you're a bit drunk. Why don't you..."
"Haha, did you hear that? She said you're drunk!"
"And she's asking someone to vouch for her. Anyone can see you're not in the right state, so why keep pretending?"
Agatha's response, which might have been fine in other circumstances, only served to aggravate the burly sailor who was arguing about his drinking capacity.
Amidst the hearty laughter of his two companions, the burly man, inebriated, suddenly had his eyes turn red. He grabbed Agatha by the shoulders, his bloodshot eyes glaring at her as he shouted, "I'm not drunk! You little..."
"Let go of her!"
Just then, Leon felt the thread on his body tighten, yanking him up from his seat. With eyes filled with rage, he roared, "Take your hands off her! Don't you dare harass my Agatha!"
Hmm? Is this my job? Shouldn't the male lead be the one to step in now?
As Leon pondered, the drunken brute, in a drunken rage, glared at him and lifted an empty bottle from the table, hurling it towards Leon. It smashed into pieces on the table next to Leon!
"Ah!"
Along with the near-missed "Mr. Joseph," who almost got hit by the bottle, the drunkard's thick neck twisted as he glared and yelled, "Get lost, pretty boy! I'm talking to this girl, what's it to you? Mind your own business and keep your hands off your eggs! Shut up, or I'll punch you!"
Controlled by the thread, "Mr. Joseph," who had just been a "valiant hero," actually obeyed the brute's command, sitting down with his legs crossed and his face turning pale, trembling.
I get it... This sudden addition is to highlight the male lead's courage by contrasting it with my own hesitation.
Amidst Leon's slightly annoyed gaze, the drunkard turned back, ready to continue, but then he noticed someone else standing up from the neighboring table. With arms crossed, the man asked with disgust, "Are you sailors from the Seagull Ship?"
"So what if we are?"
Seeing yet another person intervene, the drunkard pointed at him, irritated. "I didn't say anything about you, did I? Mind your own business, or else... Hey!"
As the drunkard's hand was slapped away, his anger surged. Just as he was about to throw a drunken punch, a handsome man across from him frowned and said, "I know the first mate of the Seagull Ship very well. If you cause trouble here, I'll make sure to tell him everything that happened today."
"Hmph, you think threatening me with him will work?"
The drunkard seemed provoked. He staggered towards the man, his face darkening. "So what if it's the first mate? He can't stop me from..."
In the midst of everyone's stunned silence, a pair of shiny patent leather shoes with fake heels appeared between the drunkard's legs. Or, to put it another way, the flashy-dressed young man who had been scared off earlier had somehow sneaked up and kicked the drunkard's buddy in the groin.
"Run!"
Taking advantage of everyone's momentary shock, Leon, who had just performed the secret police technique of the shattered egg kick, snatched the thread off his body and ran over to Agatha, picking her up horizontally. Amidst her screams, he dashed towards the door.
Even more absurdly, before running, he didn't forget to kick over the table, dumping the leftovers onto the drunkard's companion. Without waiting for the three suddenly attacked men to react, he hobbled and disappeared around the corner.
"..."
Watching his beloved slip away, the male lead, who had been about to continue the argument, was left bewildered.
"..."
Gripping the thread, the King of Drama stared in disbelief at the sudden plot twist.
"There's still one left here!"
"Beat him up!"
Amidst the deafening silence, the three sailors, who had been wronged, reacted first. Realizing they were too drunk to catch up with the others, they gritted their teeth, ready to unleash their anger on the remaining Elijah.
"Wait... Wait! You can't hit me!"
After realizing the gravity of the situation, the male lead could no longer conceal his identity. With a pale face, he said, "I'm a passenger on the Seagull Ship, and also..."
"Clang!"
Just as Elijah was about to reveal his identity, hoping to avoid a beating, a door slammed behind him. It was the pale-faced young man who had carried Agatha away, kicking the door open and rushing back in!
Amidst everyone's stunned expressions, Leon, dressed like a colorblind peacock, rushed to the counter, grabbed the dog lying on it, and then dashed to his previous seat. He snatched the unfinished "dish" from the table, plate and all, and with swift efficiency, climbed out the window, disappearing once again around the street corner.
"..."
The three burly men stood there, dumbfounded.
"..."
The Grandmaster of Drama, holding the thread, began to grind his teeth.
"..."
As for Elijah, surrounded by the three drunkards, his expression turned even more miserable than crying.
Hold on, not only did you take the dog with you on your return, but you also took the unfinished food from the table... What about me? I'm a big, living person; couldn't you have saved me too?
(End of Chapter)
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