The Magnificent Battle Records of A Former Noble Lady

A few seconds after Famiras left, the sounds of battle could be heard from the outside.

A man approaches Alhart who continues to eat despite the chaotic scene inside the shop.

Hey, hey, your friend is fighting, but youre just eating as if nothing happened? Thats pretty cold, man.

Alhart turns and smiles broadly at the man occupying the seat Famiras sat on earlier. However, the attention is short-lived as Alhart loses interest and resumes his meal.

So youre just going to ignore me

The man let out a tsk at Alharts behavior, but sneered at the next moment.

Hey, Ill tell you something good.

You went into this town with 2 other people, didnt you?

There was a guy who happened to see you when you entered the town with those people. So, when you entered this shop and went straight to that guy, well, I thought that information would be pretty handy.

Grinning, the man said it in a voice that seemed as if he terribly enjoyed the moment.

Alhart just keeps on moving his chopsticks silently without even giving the man a glance.

I sent some guys to tail those two. But, doncha worry, were just taking them as hostages so they wont be killed. Probably.

I see.

With a clunk, Alhart places the dish on the floor after eating and stretches to his full height as he stands up.

If thats the case, then, I have something good to tell you, too.

Ah?

Between the two, if youre planning to bring down the woman, then, I suggest you send in a hundred men.

Hah?

If you dont, then, your friends will be killed without fail.

Hah!! Whats up with that? Did you completely lose it when you found out that your friends were in a pinch? If it takes a hundred men to beat a single woman, then, she must be a monster.

Yeah. She is a monster.

Alhart grinned.

Right, right, its been bothering me, but

Ah?

What did you come to talk to me for, anyway?

Thats because

The man narrowed his eyes at the question, and at the next moment, pulled out the sword at his waist and pointed it at Alhart.

I thought I could make you a hostage as well!

Ahh, I see.

Heh?

Alhart brandished his blade, however, it was never swung down.

Oh, its hard to use a spear after allmoreover, you cant swing it in such a narrow place like this. Man, I shouldnt have lent Fara my sword.

Sighing, Alhart sends the mans sword flying using the spears handle.

Whahuh? Eh?

Hey!

Carrying the spear on his shoulder, Alhart smiled, and called out to the man, who was still trying to grasp the situation by looking between Alhart and his hand that held the sword earlier.

This is a restaurant, so, I dont want to stain it with blood as much as possible.

Eh?

Besides, the weapon I have now is a spear Im not familiar with, and it isnt something I can easily adjust to. In the first place, I dont know how much damage it can cause my surroundings if I yield it in such a narrow space, so itd just weigh on my mind if some innocent bystander gets hurt.

Alhart sighed when his words failed to produce a reaction from the man.

Heeey, dont you understand?

Eh?

Im telling you that Im going to overlook this.

Ahh

I cant wield this weapon properly, so, IIm telling you that Im willing to turn a blind eye to this for now. So, tuck your tail and run away. And dont show your sorry mug around me again.

The man frustratedly chewed his lip as he glowered at Alhart for a while, but finally left without a word when Alhart struck the floor with the spear as a final warning.

Well, those guys heading for Sylti probably wont receive the same mercy. I already feel sorry for them

And, they even escaped from Fara, mumbling, Alhart went outside, Famiras spear in hand.