The metallic signboard was gleaming in the sun; the door was made of rosewood with a delicate handle.
What amazed Devoe the most was the crystal glass window. The skills, time, and money that went into making this flawless piece of crystal glass must have been unbelievable. It’s worth at least thousands of dragon coins, I think.
Johnnie walked up to the door and saw the notice. “I don’t think anyone is in, Boss. The door is locked.”
Gabriel gave a snort of contempt. “He must have fled to avoid his creditors. Look at all these knives.” He turned to look at Devoe. “Now what, Boss?” he asked, the fingers of his hand tapping on the hilt of his sword. Between the long scar on his face and his pale skin, he looked very ferocious.
Although he hadn’t passed the test to become a 3rd-tier knight—they had said he lacked compassion—he was quite strong.
“Compassion is a hindrance to becoming strong,” he had retorted. He had ended up becoming a muscleman in the Devoe Tavern.
He would do anything—no matter how vile—as long as he was well paid.
Devoe laughed. “We should teach him a lesson. Slash that door to pieces!” he said, pointing.
“Do you want me to break the crystal glass too?” Gabriel asked, excited. He really enjoyed breaking things.
Devoe raised his voice. “No, just the door.” If I slash his door, the Gray Temple might not come down hard on me, but breaking this window would be a different story.
“Do it,” Devoe said calmly.
“Fine,” Gabriel replied, disappointed. He slid his sword out of its scabbard and slashed at the door.
A 3rd-tier knight’s slash was enough to cut down a big tree.
Goodenia looked very excited. He had thought about taking vengeance, but he was a coward. He was very glad someone would avenge him.
And Devoe was doing a great job—he knew just how far to go without getting themselves in trouble. Things like this were pretty common in Chaos City, and the Gray Temple had more urgent matters to attend to, so the owners of those shops had to grin and bear it more often than not.
There was a bang when the sword met the door. The door remained intact; the sword caromed off and the impact sent him staggering back. Gabriel stared at the door, shocked.
Devoe’s eyes widened. “What the hell?!” He turned to Gabriel. “Quit fooling around and slash harder!”
Johnnie was surprised. He knew well enough that Gabriel’s slash had been more than sufficient to cut through the wooden door, yet there was not a single scratch on it.
And he didn’t feel any magic on it. He did not understand.
Gabriel’s face was dark with rage. He hated it when people doubted his power. He could tell the door was strange, but he was determined to slash it into pieces. He gripped his sword with both hands, ran up to the door, and brought the sword down hard.
Mag looked to the door with surprise when he heard the first bang. Sounds like someone just punched the door.
Yabemiya turned to look. “A customer?”
Sally shook her head. “I don’t think so.” She looked to the door warily.
“I’ve finished learning!” said the system. “And the door is under attack. The defense system has been activated. Any 3rd-tier attacks will be nullified. Whenever the restaurant is under attack, the defense system will nullify the first three attacks for free, but every attack it nullifies after the first three will cost you 10,000 gold coins.”
“You’ve finished learning?” Mag asked.
“Yes, I’ve mastered all the different ways.”
“Good for you. Anyway, you said the restaurant was defenseless against attacks, so where did this defense system come from?”
“I lied. If you upgrade the restaurant to lv2, you’ll unlock many other rights, and the defense system will become stronger—it will even be able to warn you about any attack before it happens.”
The metallic signboard was gleaming in the sun; the door was made of rosewood with a delicate handle.
What amazed Devoe the most was the crystal glass window. The skills, time, and money that went into making this flawless piece of crystal glass must have been unbelievable. It’s worth at least thousands of dragon coins, I think.
Johnnie walked up to the door and saw the notice. “I don’t think anyone is in, Boss. The door is locked.”
Gabriel gave a snort of contempt. “He must have fled to avoid his creditors. Look at all these knives.” He turned to look at Devoe. “Now what, Boss?” he asked, the fingers of his hand tapping on the hilt of his sword. Between the long scar on his face and his pale skin, he looked very ferocious.
Although he hadn’t passed the test to become a 3rd-tier knight—they had said he lacked compassion—he was quite strong.
“Compassion is a hindrance to becoming strong,” he had retorted. He had ended up becoming a muscleman in the Devoe Tavern.
He would do anything—no matter how vile—as long as he was well paid.
Devoe laughed. “We should teach him a lesson. Slash that door to pieces!” he said, pointing.
“Do you want me to break the crystal glass too?” Gabriel asked, excited. He really enjoyed breaking things.
Devoe raised his voice. “No, just the door.” If I slash his door, the Gray Temple might not come down hard on me, but breaking this window would be a different story.
“Do it,” Devoe said calmly.
“Fine,” Gabriel replied, disappointed. He slid his sword out of its scabbard and slashed at the door.
A 3rd-tier knight’s slash was enough to cut down a big tree.
Goodenia looked very excited. He had thought about taking vengeance, but he was a coward. He was very glad someone would avenge him.
And Devoe was doing a great job—he knew just how far to go without getting themselves in trouble. Things like this were pretty common in Chaos City, and the Gray Temple had more urgent matters to attend to, so the owners of those shops had to grin and bear it more often than not.
There was a bang when the sword met the door. The door remained intact; the sword caromed off and the impact sent him staggering back. Gabriel stared at the door, shocked.
Devoe’s eyes widened. “What the hell?!” He turned to Gabriel. “Quit fooling around and slash harder!”
Johnnie was surprised. He knew well enough that Gabriel’s slash had been more than sufficient to cut through the wooden door, yet there was not a single scratch on it.
And he didn’t feel any magic on it. He did not understand.
Gabriel’s face was dark with rage. He hated it when people doubted his power. He could tell the door was strange, but he was determined to slash it into pieces. He gripped his sword with both hands, ran up to the door, and brought the sword down hard.
Mag looked to the door with surprise when he heard the first bang. Sounds like someone just punched the door.
Yabemiya turned to look. “A customer?”
Sally shook her head. “I don’t think so.” She looked to the door warily.
“I’ve finished learning!” said the system. “And the door is under attack. The defense system has been activated. Any 3rd-tier attacks will be nullified. Whenever the restaurant is under attack, the defense system will nullify the first three attacks for free, but every attack it nullifies after the first three will cost you 10,000 gold coins.”
“You’ve finished learning?” Mag asked.
“Yes, I’ve mastered all the different ways.”
“Good for you. Anyway, you said the restaurant was defenseless against attacks, so where did this defense system come from?”
“I lied. If you upgrade the restaurant to lv2, you’ll unlock many other rights, and the defense system will become stronger—it will even be able to warn you about any attack before it happens.”
