“This… What is the meaning of this! As comrades undertaking the same mission, how dare you do this! I will report this to the Guild Master and set you all straight!”
The next morning, when everyone was still half awake, the Captain of the Vodka Mercenaries burst into the residence of the Champagne Mercenaries, who in return, stared back stupidly.
Excluding Trom-Well, Sherry, and I who already knew of everything, everyone else was left in the dark.
‘Is this guy crazy’ was the look Harol was giving the abrupt intruder. Scratching his brown hair, he bluntly asked.
“What are you saying? Tell us what is wrong before you make a report.”
“Shameless!!! Are you going to play ignorant? Your members assaulted my men!”
“Assault? Who assaulted who? Sigh~ This is unbelievable. Should I say this again?”
“It’s no use even if you play dumb! We already have the evidence!!”
The place that he took us was the tree where Matthew had hung up the 3 thugs.
Perhaps to use as evidence, they were not yet taken down and were still dangling from the branches. Right below them were numerous villagers just spectating their misery.
Seeing how pitiful they looked while struggling against their ropes, Harol had to force himself from bursting into laughter by clamping his mouth.
Next to him, Matey was coughing violently while clutching his stomach.
“HAHAHA~ Just what the hell is that? A masterpiece, that’s a true masterpiece!”
“Woah! They really got sucker punched. Were they dangling there for the entire night? Whistle~ I don’t know who did that, but they really are awesome!!”
“YOU! Are you going to play dumb till the end?! It was your members who did that!!”
But the Vodka Captain’s boisterous voice was drowned by the roaring laughter of the mercenaries.
If it was not for Hosane who was still retained his tranquility, those two would probably be rolling on their backs laughing.
Looking like something didn’t make sense, Hosane looked a little helpless so he demanded an explanation from the Vodka Captain. At that moment, the thug Trio started screaming in rage.
“YOU!! You bastards! Untie us now!!!”
“I will kill you!! I went easy on you since you looked pretty, but you dare do this to us!”
“Ehuppp!! Ehuppp!!!” (TLN: The Magician is gagged)
“Huh? Looks like it really was one of us.”
Even though Matey realized that his party had a hand in this manner, he did not look apologetic in the slightest. Rather, he eyed Harol suspiciously.
“Is it you, Harol? Oh dear. Why do you cause trouble wherever you go?”
“Huck. Do I look pretty in your eyes? Are you trying to put the blame on me when you’re the real culprit?”
“Chet. How would I have the strength to overpower 3 Silver Ranked people and hang them up like that? Can’t you see? There is not a single scratch on their bodies, no sign of any struggle. They were all taken out in an instant, blitzkrieg style. I’m not capable of such a feat.”
“Oho? So it’s not you too? Then the only person who’s pretty and has monstrous strength is.. Huck! Is it you Matthew?!”
When Harol was the target of suspicion, the attitude of the other mercenaries’ was ‘Of course it was him;’ but now when Trom-Well was being suspected, the reaction was ‘What?! No way!!!’
