Hmmm...Hmmm...Hmmm...
Hmmm...
"Don't follow me, damnit!" Oslo shouted looking back at Alphonse who had been following him all the way from the village.
"Then just give me your contact information and tell me you real name." Alphonse casually said.
"Don't wanna. I don't want anything to do with you."
"But I want to go on many other quests with you brother."
"Just go by yourself." Oslo said and ran with the maximum speed his body was capable of for a straight hour. Since the incident with those goblins, Alphonse had become very respectful towards him...to respectful that Oslo wanted to go as far as he could from the idiot.
He halted on his feet and panting, he looked back. Seeing the empty forest behind him, a grin appeared on his face.
"Looks like he couldn't keep up with me anymore. My lightning leg is something even that idiot couldn't compare to."
"Who's gone?" Alphonse said as he walked towards Oslo from the front. He the said, "Brother, I was sitting here for fifteen minutes and you have just arrived now. You're slow."
What lightning legs? Oslo had nearly forgotten that this scaredy cat was actually an A-rank. The idiot was being too clingy and Oslo couldn't anything. Since Alphonse was too fast for him, Oslo had given up the thought of running away. He had no chance of out running Alphonse.
Forget it! After he finds out that I actually come for a weak family background, he'll just leave me be. Thinking that, a smile appeared in his face but seeing Alphonse' face again, he clicked his tongue and walked again.
If nothing worked then he had an idea for getting rid of this clingy idiot.
Arriving at the border separating City Xean and Nagar forest, Oslo thanked Uncle John at the gate for taking care of his brother and entered the city. He then with an evil smile entered the part of the city which wasn't that attractive to look at.
After some twists and turns, he entered a shabby place which was made up of wood and wasn't well maintained either. The signboard was also damaged...no one could guess what the signboard actually meant.
The shabby place was actually a tavern and the manager of the place was a girl who wore normal clothes and as always she had her trademark red dotted woolen hat on which covered her head too well. Her ears were only slightly visible because of the hat but her face wasn't hidden as well. Even with those clothes, she was definitely a beauty to be reckoned with.
As she tried the glass with a piece of cloth, She looked at the man who had just entered and a smile appeared on her face as she said, "So, what do you want today?"
Entering the tavern, he pulled a tool and sat in front of the girl wiping the glass and said, "Give me the usual."
He then looked around in the surrounding and found out that it was lively and popular as always. Many customers were seated and enjoying their meals and drinks. The food and drinks were too good to miss?...well, most of them came just to see Mavis who was like the goddess on Earth... Magic Land.
She was more popular than her tavern.
Alphonse too entered the tavern and looked at where Oslo was sitting and tried walking towards him. But at this moment, Mavis stopped pouring juice on Oslo's glass and went forward stopping Alphonse at his feet.
"Stop!" With a cold gaze, she said.
"Get out! Rich people aren't allowed here."
Hearing that Oslo's lips curled up and he started drinking of what much juice Mavis had poured into his glass. It was because of this that he had entered the place. Mavis hated rich people to the core.
And with that sword on his waist and that damn expensive armor, even blind would be able to guess that he was a rich kid. Alphonse hearing this was confused and tilted his head.
"But why? Why cannot rich people enter tavern?" Alphonse asked.
"Hmph... Because they are rich!" Mavis said with her folded arms.
Listening to Mavis, everyone's gaze fell upon Alphonse who was actually a rich kid...and rich kid in this part of town was nothing more than an eyesore.
"Yes, rich kid, get lost!"
"Kick that kid out!"
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More and more people followed the cause and hearing them, Oslo couldn't help but smile too the point that his face had become creepy and was trying his best for not to laugh. Yes, you guys tell him. With these many verbal attacks of the poors, no rich kid would be able to resist and would explode.
If Alphonse were to fight back...then he would be done in. And this was his way of dealing with Alphonse and using Mavis' hatred for rich was a good idea, he patted himself in the shoulder.
A perfect plan!
Hehehehehe. He laughed evilly at heart.
When Alphonse heard so many people cursing him to leave, he couldn't help but think why they were treating him like that? Just as he was in his thoughts, a mug of ale hit his back,
"Kid, if you're here for the ale then take this mug of ale and leave the tavern. She is quite bad tempered towards the rich."
Alphonse shook his head in response to the man and said, "I'm not here for any drinks. I'm here for another thing."
Mavis' eyes turned sharp and even colder than before when Alphonse said that.
"What another thing?"
"It's just I was inspired by the brother and..." Alphonse pointed his index finger at Oslo who was enjoying his drink and said, "And I was hoping to ask him to go on in even more quest me."
"Hmmm...is that so?" Mavis patted Alphonse' shoulder and said with a smile, "So you're just a fan of his, huh?"
"You can say so." Alphonse said awkwardly scratching the back of his head.
"Oh...?" Mavis then asked, "Do you know his original name? Or his contact information?"
Alphonse responded with a no which made Mavis curl her lips up. Actually she knew how Alphonse would respond but she had asked anyway. She then asked, "Do you want to know it?"
"You know it?!" Alphonse asked in return.
"Of course, I know it idiot." Mavis said smugly. She was one of the friend of Oslo. And along with James, Oslo had only two friends and that was it. If she didn't knew it then who would?
"Just say, want it or not?"
"Yes, I want it!" Alphonse nodded immediately. If he wanted to go on many other quests with Oslo then contacts were a must and if he didn't knew it then how was he going to get in touch with Oslo?
But compared to Alphonse, someone was having a bad time. Tell me this is a lie...all a prank that she is trying to pull. His heart was twitching hearing her ask Alphonse if he wanted his contact information.
What are you doing Mavis? Just kick him out! Kick him out!
Although many things were running inside his mind, he didn't say it aloud.
"If you want to know it then why don't you join the Oslo Fan Club?" Mavis said.
"If there is such thing as that then I guess I'll join the club." said Alphonse.
"Ok, from this point on, you'll be the vice-leader of Oslo fan club."
Oslo couldn't bear to listen to this conversation anymore. What were they even talking about? Oslo fan club? What the heck was that? It was his first time hearing the existence of such club.
"Why are you appointing him into a position in some random club...no, why are you two even talking? Just kick him out and don't you hate rich people, Mavis?"
"I do hate rich people but innocent person like him will be an exception for once. And he is the new member of the Oslo Fan Club as well, so there is no need for me to hate him."
"Including me, the leader, he is the second and just you wait till I make many other people to join your fan club as well. So, don't worry for this small matter. In future, I will make sure that every fan of yours would cheer for you all the way like they do in movies." Mavis said with a thumbs up.
It was getting more and more out of hand but he couldn't stop it. Mr. Bryan who had offered Alphonse with a mug of ale before laughed at the unfolding moment. Oslo couldn't believe that his name and contact information was given to Alphonse just like that.
Like that...
That...
What he had done till now to cover his identity to the time was wasted. Looking at Oslo's grim face, Mr. Bryan smiled at him and ridiculed, "Well, well... someone is heartbroken. How are you feeling now that he knows your contact information? Any thoughts?"
"My feelings? Currently, I'm feeling like someone had just stabbed me in the back. I blindly trusted her hate towards rich people and what I got in return was my information being sold for that position of random club. World sure is an unknown place."
Currently Oslo couldn't think anything...he had limited his contact information to the minimum and didn't even saved others in his cell phone as Anna's contact was the first he had exchanged with a girl...he hadn't even saved Mavis contact information. But now his contact information was out. Maybe I should take a new number, he had that thought appear in his mind.
"So...what do you think about a match then?" Mr.Bryan said with an evil smile. He always liked to ridicule Oslo in front of the crowd and now was the time to do that.
"A match?" Oslo grinned "Bring it on!"
In a table, two participants sat facing each other with about ten full glasses in front their folded legs. The glasses in front of Mr.Bryan was filled with alcohol where as Oslo's glasses were filled with orange juice.
It wasn't about who could withstand more alcohol since Oslo didn't drink them. It was more like a competition of drinking; who could drink more and as for what they drank, it didn't matter.
Even though it was hilarious, the audiences were riled up all the same. They didn't care about what sort of match this was going to be and were more excited to see Oslo getting beaten.
"Beat him, Bryan."
"Show him who's boss."
"How dare he make our goddess Mavis be in one of his shitty fanclub!"
The crowd yelled. Since Mavis didn't mind Alphonse, they too didn't mind him after that. Now they were more excited for the match.
"Let him know the power you have."
Somewhere in the audiences, there were even people who were betting on the match.
"If he can get past five drinks then take all the money in the pouch."
"Make it four for me."
Hearing that the man taking the money was shocked. Didn't he say that he respected Oslo? Seeing Alphonse giving him a copper coin, he came to a conclusion.
I guess nowadays money is everything!
Everyone was enjoying the hilarious match that was about to take place. The crowd which was asking to kick Alphonse out before were now betting against Oslo. Although they didn't hate Oslo, they were enjoying it to the heart.
Oslo paid no mind to any of the audiences and was totally focused on the glasses before him.
"Begin!" With a hoarse voice, a man who acted as a referee said.
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Bang~
After his third glass, he couldn't take it anymore. His stomach was about to burst open as his face kissed the table.
"Hahahaha, I win again, kid. This is your 4907th lose." Mr. Bryan laughed and said, "See this? This is the power of a gold rank adventurer!"
Seeing Me. Bryan finish all the drinks, the audience cheered even more wildly.