Perverted Otherworlder 85 Restauran

The sun was at the highest peak scorching the entire Mist Clan without any shades of clouds to be seen. However, seeing Lyon was walking surrounded by an army of Kafrin Clan, the sun did not stop the nearby crowd's curiosity.

The army, of course, noticed this, as they were soon halted outside a restaurant. Despite so, a few of them were still trying to peek inside to gain some information.

The restaurant was filled with the grandeur of that an elite society would have. Red carpets and personal waiter/waitress were placed in every table there was. Silver plates and other utilities shone the place with exquisite cleanness. Everyone would feel appreciated like a noble every time they ate here.

Only Lyon, Jugen and the Captain of the squad was allowed to enter. Not even the Kafrin Clan would dare to bring an entire army inside this restaurant.

As Lyon walked inside, he noticed that there was a second floor in which only held about seven to ten tables and that all the eyes on the first floor even a few on the second floor were on him. His distinctive clothing alone was enough for most people to understand who he was.

"Uwaa, hubby, that wretched thing took little Rook," a crying beautiful woman was in the embrace of the man beside her.

"It's okay dear, just wait for the great news... ah speaking of the devil, here is the man that would bring you just it," said the man beside her as he noticed the captain walked toward them.

As the captain getting close to their tables, the man hurriedly said, "Well what are you waiting for? Spit it out, tell me that you killed that rat..."

"Sir... We-we have a situation," said the captain with a dejected expression printed all over his face. He was in a tight spot which only had decisions which all of them wouldn't end well.

The man looked at his captain in disbelief, (It was a simple task of killing an animal, you have a whole army behind you and you couldn't kill it?! WTF..) thought the man.

He stood up from his chair and slammed the table, "WHAT KIND OF SITUATION?! YOU HAVE THE WHOLE SQUAD BEHIND YOU TO CHASE A RAT!!"

*thud

"I'm your situation," said Lyon as he sat down opposite him.

Everything went quiet right at that second. Even a fly would stop flapping their wings for afraid of offending him.

The man and woman finally noticed Lyon, and the 'rat' he was referring to also sat on top of his head.

Although Fenrir was glaring at the couple in front of him, Lyon casually poured a glass of wine for himself and drank it like it was meant to be as he signaled Jugen to do the same and sat beside him.

(God! So domineering!) thought the other customers.

It was clear as day that Lyon would lead the conversation to his favor. His charisma and domineering manners clearly top class. It wasn't until the whole bottle was empty did Lyon started talking.

"So I hear you want to kill Fenrir? Or was it a rat?" asked Lyon calmly. Even though there were no deep intonation, both of them, no, even the others felt suffocated. It was as if a death god presented himself in this restaurant!!

"I-I'm Trigo of Kaf-" before the man could finish his sentence, Lyon cut him short, "I know... Who you are..."

Trigo was forced to gulp down his own words. The woman beside him also felt restless since her fiancee was her only shield.

"G-guard!" however, once more, Lyon cut him short, "Here, take these and give it to your squad, go back, you are not needed in this conflict," said Lyon as he threw over seven bags with a swing of his hand.

*chink

Sounds of a large number of golds were ringing inside the bags. As the Captain took a peek the amount of it, he quickly bowed to Lyon with a grateful expression. His steps as he walked out of the restaurant was as firm as steel and there was no regret in his facial expression that proved otherwise.

"Walked out of this restaurant and my clan will hunt your fam-."

"Go, because I told you so, go to Nostria if you are worried and told them that I sent you," cut Lyon again while waving his hand without looking at the captain.

The captain halted and faced Lyon to give him a bow once more before finally walking out of the restaurant.

"Y-y-you!" the man couldn't let handle the fury inside him and puked blood on the spot.

However, what amused Lyon, was the waiter or waitress professionally wiped the blood out of the floor and cleaned it like it was new with no stain at all.

Seeing what happened the man puked once more with more blood this time. Again the waiter/waitress cleaned it, no question asks.

After calming himself down, the man sat on his seat, "That is right, I order the must-kill order on that companion of yours."

Suddenly Trigo felt the temperature went down really fast as cold sweat poured out profusely. He never felt anything like this before since most of his days were filled with pampering and joy.

Trigo couldn't take the pressure anymore and activated and amulet in his pocket.

*swoosh

An astral of an old man figure immediately presented himself in front of Trigo. "G-great grandfather please help me!!" shouted Trigo.

"The Kafrin Founder!!" one of the customers inside the restaurant exclaimed. He was the most powerful person inside the Kafrin Clan, Huyan Kafrin.

"Young one, you are a genius and fearless person, it only took me a single glance to realize this, but know that most genius failed midway because of their arrogance," said the old man in the astral form.

"Is this... a threat?" said Lyon coldly. He didn't even flinch when he said that.

"If you think of it like so then it is..." said the astral figure.

*stab

Scarlet penetrated the astral figure with a quick successive move as Lyon was already standing on the table. "Hmph, you are still inexperienced, you cannot stab an astral figure!"

"It was never my intention," said Lyon with a wicked smile.

Chapter end

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