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After leaving the Wangsheng Funeral Parlor location, Yomite headed back towards the town center.
The city's buildings and architecture had their own unique style that wasn't quite traditional or modern.
However, as he was looking at it from a distance, they also had a sort of timeless feel to them.
He walked down the street with his hands in his pockets as he watched the buildings pass by him.
A few times, there were people that recognized him due to what he did yesterday with Hu Tao, where she climbed his shoulders and sat on him and rode him like a horse, but no one approached or spoke to him directly.
Probably because she was still very much infamous, or they weren't interested in him at all.
It kind of felt fresh, compared to Mondstadt where everyone knew him as a hero and bothered him at every turn, although he still missed the price reductions.
He would have to save this city in some way to gain some free stuff. Wouldn't be bad at all.
As he looked around the city streets, he could see people running through them and laughing like kids while having fun. It wasn't the most peaceful place ever, but the city definitely had its moments.
The city of Liyue was beautiful, but there were still many impurities around, specifically speaking, drunkards, mercenaries or other plague from some young master clans who made ruckus all day long.
Even now, there were drunkards out on the streets, bothering passerby, especially those who looked like a nice young women.
Some didn't even care that someone was watching them, just trying to get a piece of ass or something else they thought would please them.
The high number of drunkards also meant that loud arguments were a common thing.
People in Liyue had gotten used to it by now, with it maybe arousing a few complaints at most.
Under normal circumstances, at least.
It was a different story when you could hear the sounds of clashing steel in the broad daylight, and had the misfortune of being on the receiving end of one...
At first there hadn't been much more than just an argument, which was fine enough, so long as they didn't actually drag themselves outside into the street and start beating each other up.
As he was passing by, Yomite ended up joining the crowd of onlookers. Out in front of some food stall, two men were glaring at each other red with anger. "You dumb fucker, the Young Master Sun is obviously stronger than any of you Yangs!"
"What did ya say!? Want a piece of me ya boogin!? The Yang clan is without a doubt superior! Now kneel and I shall spare you a quick death!"
They yelled over each other again and again, neither one willing to concede defeat to the other.
It appeared that both of them were members of large clans in Liyue.
One was a bald-headed man with a piercing through his right eyebrow, and the other had a ponytail and a long face.
Both of them already had their swords drawn out, refusing to back down, even as they were already pushing each other forward.
Laughing might have been an understatement for how badly they wielded their weapons.
Even Yomite from five months ago had a better grasp at swordplay than they had...
They were hitting nothing but air, their balance was off and the swings weren't in the right spots, such that by the time either of them moved to correct it it was too late, and they both ended up tumbling over onto the ground as blood started gushing out of their noses.
"What's going on? Is there a duel?"
Someone from the crowd asked.
They had their swords drawn in the middle of the road, so it wasn't just your average scuffle.
Worst case scenario, someone could end up dead, but it's not like he cared about some random drunkards.
It wasn't Yomite's first time witnessing a duel. Typically a duel went the way of stating his name and the reason for the duel, and then he had to get the consent of the other party.
After all of that had been established, outsiders would refrain from butting in.
But this wasn't anything as sophisticated or noble as a formal duel.
Just a pair of drunkards at each other's throats.
A brawl, if you will.
It may have been clichéd, but these sorts of things happened all the time.
Especially in Liyue.
The city was plagued by tons of people like this. Another reason not to live here and instead choose Mondstadt.
Neither of the drunkards had any acting witnesses, so it was clearly no formal altercation, just a disagreement that turned into a full blown fight, with both pouring out their soul for ten minutes straight.
The townsfolk were treating them like a pair of pests, too. If it wasn't a duel, then patrolling soldiers of Liyue called Millelith would probably be around to stop it before long.
However, the Liyue laws weren't very forgiving to making civilians interfere with a 'duel'.
Seeing that the whole street was crammed with people who just stood around and blocked the way, really pissed Yomite off.
"...How dumb. If they want to fight they should fight outside of the city, now I can't even pass through because there's so many people gathered here..."
"Alright, where's the smartass that said that?!" The baldy with the piercing turned in his direction, looking like he was about to blow a gasket.
It seemed he'd overheard him talking after all. The other onlookers moved out of the way like a sea being parted by Moses.
Every last one of them fled as if explicitly telling him not to get them wrapped up in it.
"Ah, here we go again..."
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"...How dumb. If they want to fight they should fight outside of the city, now I can't even pass through because there's so many people gathered here..."
"Alright, where's the smartass that said that?!" The baldy with the piercing turned in his direction, looking like he was about to blow a gasket.
It seemed he'd overheard him talking after all. The other onlookers moved out of the way like a sea being parted by Moses.
Every last one of them fled as if explicitly telling him not to get them wrapped up in it
"Cool, the path opened. Now I can finally go home." Yomite remarked as he headed off down the street.
"I asked you something! Were you the one that called us stupid?!"
"He called us what?!"
"No, I said that you were dumb, are you deaf as well? Or do you simply not know the difference between the two? Most common grunt enemy Andy number 1 and number 2?"
He made a small attempt to dodge away while the men were yelling at him. He didn't have time for this.
"What did you say!? Hold on... You're that brat who entered the city recently, the one that's always bein' followed around by a buncha girls! You've been pissin' me off for a while now, y'know that?! You brat! You tryin' to show off how popular you are? How tall and handsome ya are!? You makin' fun of the rest of us?! Well, are ya?!"
"Yeah, Mr. Bigshot! Quit hiding behind the girls! Compared to the Sun and the Yang clan, you're nothing but an embarrassment!"
"...I see. I'm a brat...So being an adult means getting drunk and hacking away at each other with your swords in the middle of the town? It really does make me look like the childish one when you put it that way, doesn't it?"
A little bit of sarcasm peppered his words.
(I always forget my body is around 17 years of age and not 25... it's kind of weird being called a little runt when I'm much taller than them though...)
The two men who had been fighting mere moments ago united in their hostility toward him.
Apparently they saw him as a common threat they needed to get rid of before settling their score.
"This little shit, the Young Master Sun from the Sun clan put a bounty on your head, lemme take it, I promise it won't be painful."
"Bastard... You've got real guts, you know that? Feel like finding out what color they are, do ya?! I serve the Yang clan! One word from me and you're dead meat! Now get on your knees and beg this Father!"
The baldy with the piercing moved toward Yomite.
(Ah, I still need to go on a date with Fischl, I don't have time for this...)
There were veins bulging on the Baldie's forehead.
Despite trying to appear threatening, he was much shorter than Yomite, so he ended up having to crane his neck to meet Yomite's gaze.
Still, the man before him had muscles like a pro wrestler. Plus, his behavior gave the impression that he was a real nasty guy.
But in all honesty, he wasn't intimidated in the slightest.
All the times he fought with monsters like Hu Tao, kind of prepared him for anything and everything else out there.
"You son of a...!"
In a single movement, he swung his body backward, aiming a kick at Yomite.
Yomite tilted his head to the right a little and cleanly avoided his kick.
Using his opponent's momentum against him, he grabbed hold of his leg and pulled in order to break his balance before knocking him out with a punch to the solar plexus.
The baldy who'd come charging at him dived straight to the ground in a single breath, slamming into the pavement with an audible thud.
(Slower than Childe, weaker than Hu Tao, less intelligent than an insect, this scuffle is honestly pointless. I just want to pass through, man...)
Satisfied, Yomite proceeded to turn his head and casually stroll down the road, only for the other guy to go at him.
"C'mere, brat! Let this Father teach ya a lesson ya won't ever forget!!"
This time the ponytail guy rushed at him with his sword.
"Ghah!"
He knocked down the ponytail guy effortlessly as well, making the sword fly out of his hand in the process.
Yomite picked the sword up and bent its shape with his hands as though it were a rubber.
He threw the bent sword back down in front of the mohawk guy.
"What?! Eeek!!!"
Ponytail guy let out a squeal of terror as he crawled away. Seemed like he was so scared that he couldn't even stand on his feet. "You goddamned brat...!"
This time the baldy came charging at him from behind, swinging his sword down on him without a shred of mercy.
"Should have stayed down." Yomite said calmly while stepping to his left and kicking the man off to the side, sending him crashing into the wall next to him.
As the man slid back onto the ground, Yomite glanced up and noticed that of the spectators had cleared out.
And most of those still watching were all staring at him wide eyed as if they'd never seen anything like him before.
That was odd.
(Wasn't this city known for its Gods? Was seeing something like this considered to be impressive? They were just some ruffians at best, not even worth a mention...)
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