By the time Bajiu De woke up, it was already night.
He got out of bed, still shaken.
He thought, rubbing his head.
〖Am I still alive?〗
The last memory before losing consciousness resurfaced: that punch full of light and heat, and the Black Knight's god-like figure. Cold sweat immediately drenched his forehead.
That was absolute power, pure destructive force. Although it was such a simple move, it was unstoppable. If the opponent hadn't held back at the end, the power of that punch could have definitely killed him!
〖Even a servant under the Sword Saint has such strength, and I had actually entertained the bold idea of sparring a few moves with the Sword Saint before.〗
Bajiu De had been so disheartened by the maid that he lost all confidence. He decided he would never go against the Sword Saint again.
That was no longer the peak of human strength; in his opinion, it was a non-human level monster.
Even a maid had such strength.
What about the even more powerful Sword Saint? He couldn't even imagine how majestic that lord's demeanor was.
"Grumble grumble grumble~"
While Bajiu De was still lost in thought about what had happened earlier, his body, which had been hungry for a day, declared that it couldn't take it anymore. Accompanied by a huge rumble from his stomach,
Bajiu De got up and opened his room door.
Based on the room's environment, he should be in an inn. As he reached the stairs, he could hear the lively sounds downstairs. This bustling and peaceful environment calmed Bajiu De's emotions.
The fear left on him by the maid earlier made him somewhat breathless. It wasn't that the other party had deliberately left it on him; it was just that he was not strong enough and was frightened by their power.
Although this matter was very embarrassing, as a man, he wouldn't dare not admit the truth.
In the inn, knights from the Imperial Capital were drinking. This was permitted by Master Fruda.
Although they should obey their commander, Balude, their commander was currently in a coma.
"That maid is truly beautiful."
"Indeed, indeed, just a bit too fierce. Even the General was knocked down; ordinary people couldn't handle it."
"But that blonde hair and that figure, they're even more beautiful than those noble young ladies. Even if it means getting hit, it's a blessing to be able to interact with such a beauty."
"The color of gold, speaking of which, reminds me of the Golden Princess, whose beauty is unparalleled in legends."
"What unparalleled beauty? She's just a princess who hasn't grown up yet, it's all exaggerated. To talk about the most beautiful, it's naturally our Empire's Sword Saint. I was fortunate enough to follow His Majesty to the academy back then and met that lord. I'm not exaggerating, just seeing that lord's face made me feel like I had reached the pinnacle; that is truly unparalleled beauty!"
"I don't believe it. How could a powerhouse who defeated the Goblin King be a delicate beauty?"
"Nonsense! Sword Saints throughout history have always been handsome men and beautiful women. You young people know nothing!"
As soon as Balude walked downstairs, he heard these drunkards discussing topics that shouldn't be discussed.
These damned bastards, how dare you brats discuss a lord like the Sword Saint?!
He walked into the hall, his heavy boots making loud thudding sounds on the wooden floor.
It was as if an old nightmare was instinctively recalled.
The noisy inn suddenly fell silent.
Because these footsteps were too Familiar, especially for new recruits. During training, instructors liked to appear with such terrifying footsteps.
"All personnel, listen up!"
"Present!"
The soldiers immediately stood up.
Although their faces were still flushed from drinking, the drunkenness in their eyes had cleared.
"Tell me, who allowed you to drink during a mission?"
"..."
The veteran soldiers all chose silence at this moment.
"Reporting, Master allowed it!"
The new recruit was still young. Some veterans stared at the boldly speaking new recruit with very ugly expressions, as they could already roughly imagine what kind of fate awaited everyone next.
"Master allowed you to drink?"
Bajiu De smiled.
"Master is your protected target!"
"He told you to drink, and you actually dared to drink during a mission?"
"..."
The new recruit finally realized something was amiss.
"Go run five laps around this city outside! Come back when you've sobered up!"
"Yes!"
Although the punishment was very severe.
No one dared to say no. After all, if this went wrong, it could be a crime of violating military discipline. The only thought in their minds right now was regret, deep regret.
They should have known better than to take a chance and drink that wine. They originally thought General Bajiu De wouldn't wake up until tomorrow, but they didn't expect General Bajiu De's body to be so robust; he recovered in just half a day after taking such a heavy punch.
Bajiu De watched them run out.
He felt a headache coming on.
It might be because his injuries hadn't healed yet, but he felt the greater reason was that old man.
This old guy actually let the soldiers drink during a mission; what on earth was he thinking?!
"Boss, I'd like a set meal, please."
"Coming right up! Please wait a moment, it'll be ready soon."
The owner wasn't afraid after seeing what just happened.
Even though the Blood Emperor had a fearsome reputation abroad,
the citizens weren't afraid of him.
They weren't so stupid as to not see the benefits the Blood Emperor's policies brought them. A large number of nobles had been ousted, and those who fell were the heartless ones. Now that the lives of commoners had improved, they naturally felt it and were grateful to the current ruler; they felt mostly affection for the Imperial soldiers.
Moreover, the person before them was that 'Thunderbolt'.
This lord was originally of commoner birth.
He was a hero they worshipped!
Just as Bajiu De finally got a chance to eat a hot meal, he suddenly saw Master Fruda sneakily walking down the stairs.
The old guy seemed to be planning to head out.
Bajiu De thought back to what the soldier had said.
He realized the situation instantly.
"It's so late, where do you plan on going?"
He suppressed his anger.
This old bastard instigated the soldiers to drink.
He was probably looking for a chance to sneak off and request an audience with that Sword Saint. If it were just a normal request, it would be fine,
but he could guarantee that if he didn't stop this old guy, a huge scandal would definitely break out tomorrow.
When the time came, he wouldn't be able to explain it to His Majesty!
When Master Fruda saw Bajiu De, his originally cautious expression instantly became very punchable.
The old lecher could be heard muttering: "Tsk, if I'd known this guy would wake up so fast, I should have hit him with another one back then."
Hearing the old guy's disgusting remark directed at him, a throbbing vein popped out on Bajiu De's forehead.
He comforted himself in his heart.
[Don't get angry, don't get angry. This is his provocation, don't fall for it. The mission comes first!]
Bajiu De believed he had seen through the old bastard's plan. The old guy was probably trying to provoke him so that the moment he charged over, the old guy would have an excuse to blast him with magic.
He wasn't going to fall for it!
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