Chapter 181 - Volume 2
Chapter 126 – With great power comes great responsibilities (1)
“Mister Brendel, do you need some help with your injuries?” As expected of the experienced cunning fox, Makarov smiled and asked in a well meaning way after overcoming his shock: “We did not expect to meet you again after we got separated from the ambush.”
[You fucking bastard. You led the enemies right to us and you dare to take zero responsibility for your shit. Are you really treating me like some naive kid?]
However, Brendel did not display his fury and even smiled, patting the lifeless head of the Acolyte of Earth: “Nope. This enemy is not strong enough to cause me trouble. It’s a pity that you fled so quickly that night, I couldn’t even react fast enough to lend you aid as allies. I sincerely apologize for that.”
Both of them exchanged barbs with each other. Their skills at spouting bullshit seemed like a stalemate, but Makarov was on his guard because he was not certain whether Brendel knew the whole truth or because he was angry at his actions at the night of the ambush. Brendel appeared like he had many facets to him in contrast to his youthful appearance, and Makarov felt it was difficult to deal with him in such a short notice.
Even to the point where he had to ignore Brendel’s sarcastic remarks.
Ultimately he did not appear there to argue with the youth. He frowned and looked at the area behind Brendel’s back. He hesitated for a while before he asked:
“Mister Brendel, did you see anyone else passing by here?”
He felt a little awkward when he spoke about his betrothed. It was shameful that he allowed the only son of Duke Rhun to get engaged with someone under his watch. But he shook his head and continued his answer:
“The Grey Wolves Mercenaries are a thing of the past. It doesn’t exist any longer, and for the men that you accepted, I thank you.”
[As expected.] Brendel was grinding his teeth.
He heard a clanking sound on the ground, and everyone turned to the source of the sound. They found a red-haired girl covered in blood and holding on to her wound on her cheat, standing blankly there. The spear in her hand had dropped onto the ground.
TL: Sorry, I couldn’t resist from quoting something from something.