"She hit our boss." One of the mercenaries behind Anne gasped.
"Get that bitch!" Yelled another.
'She must be crazy' Hagen thought inwardly, his jaw slack and his eyes widened. He couldn't believe his bad luck, of all the people he could stumble upon, he had to find a pair as insane as the young heroes.
One was a mage, but instead of casting spells to hunt beasts like a normal person, he wasted his precious mana to create water to sell. The other was the young female archer and, despite being pretty, there had to be something wrong in her head because she entered the bar controlled by the most powerful mercenary band in town and dared to slap the bartender, who just happens to be the boss of such organization, without a care for the world.
Rubicus, a man of high stature and arms as broad as legs, stepped forward and said with a deep voice.