Seeing the corpses on the ground, the owner of the bar lightly pulled out a handkerchief and wiped his bloodied hand.
"Serving you? Hmph! How bold you are, what are you to Emperor Torga?" muttered the owner before he turned back to the counter.
His footsteps were heard clearly in the empty pub as he pulled out the glasses and put it on. Glancing at one of the bottles in a display, he furrowed his eyebrows before curving up a smile.
"Looks like, you have overcome your regret," said the owner of the pub.
"And your brutality is still present I see."
The voice came from the entrance of the pub. A lone man was stark naked as he crossed his arm. He smiled at the owner's back before he approached him.
The naked man with grayed hair took a glimpse at one of the corpse. He noticed clothing with a hint of royalty style embroidered in one of the corpses.
"Are you sure? You might enact a war between two kingdoms or more you know."
