Conquest

Chapter 2 No decent people in Primal Wildfire Town (Part 2)

Translator: Tchu

(Do I really look like a bad guy?) A sudden urge to crying overcame Tatara. However in front of a beggar, his pride forced him to act in a haughty manner of a master magician.

Seeing the vigorous and strong physique of Shaar Thunder, he gave up the idea of robbing him. (Better deceive him, lure him to an alley and put him to sleep!)

Tatara squinted his triangular eyes and tried to put on a modest smile: “I would like to introduce myself. I am a magician.”

Shaar Thunder gave Tatara a dazed look and showed no response.

Tatara waited and expected a look of awe, but the youth in front of him showed an expression that would have made no difference between “a magician” and “a pig”.

Awkward silent lingered for a little while. Tatara lost his patience while continuing staring at him and started coughing: “......Do you not know who magicians are?”

“I know.” Shaar Thunder honestly nodded. Although he lived in the mountain, he often came and left Primal Wildfire Town. How could he possibly not know what a magician was?

“Then ...... you aren’t surprised when a grand magician is standing before you?” Actually, Tatara was somewhat taken by surprise. The young man stood in front of a magician without even blinking an eye. Was he a hidden master?

Nonetheless, from the look of his appearance, his young age, wearing his ragged fur coat and his hair tied together in braids like local mountain tribesmen, he did not seem like a person with high skills, only naïve and plain.

“That’s because you do not resemble a magician.” Shaar Thunder told the truth and seemed somewhat embarrassed. He shyly scratched the back of his head: “I thought that magicians were supposed to look handsome.”

Tatara: “............” (His resentment continued to rise)

Being hit on his weak spot, Tatara got a bit annoyed: “Then who do you think I am?!”

“A swindler.” As an honest person, Shaar Thunder gave him a very simply answer. “My foster father taught me a few things. If someone inexplicable approached you with a friendly smile, then the first response should be to cover your purse.”

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Shaar Thunder smiled towards Tatara and showed a sincere and calm expression. In a very serious tone he said: “Dear Mr. Swindler, as you can see I am a poor man who currently does not even have a copper plate. I think you prefer not to waste your time.”

Finishing his sentence, Shaar Thunder tried to bypass Tatara.

What the hell... he climbed down the mountain and walked almost 30 miles. On the way, he could only find spring water to fill his stomach. By the time he arrived in the town, he was so hungry that his belly could be mistaken for a drum. His belt was fastened tighter than ever. Right now, his hunger was so overwhelming that he would eat a piece of wood if it was in front of him.

In this kind of situation, the most important thing was to quickly find a way to get something to eat. He could not bother to waste his time with swindlers – If it was every other normal day, he would have already punched and broke this swindlers bones.

Tatara grabbed Shaar Thunder who wanted to leave and anxiously said: “Wait! I am a real magician! How can I make you believe me?”

“Believe you?” Shaar Thunder blinked his two eyes and hesitated for a while. With an overly cautious and prudent appearance he said: “Only......Only if you show me your magic.”

“......Alright!” Tatara wanted to spit blood from anger, but for that superior magic soul crystal he suppressed his rage. He pulled Shaar Thunder from the street, used his back to block the pedestrians and stretched out his finger: “Ok! Look carefully!”

Finishing his speech, his mouth whispered several incantations and raised his hand. Suddenly, a handful of grey powder appeared from his palm and he sprayed it on Shaar Thunder’s body.

This was a handful of dust.

Shaar Thunder looked at his clothes that got dirtied by the dust, patted it and asked dissatisfied: “What magic is this?”

“Enhanced dust magic!” Tatara lifted his chin proudly. This was indeed the magic that he excelled at. It was one of the most low-level spell of earth magic and was used to raise a cloud of dust to confuse the enemy in a fight by reducing the line of sight – It was the same principle as using dry lime powder in a fight, which would have an equally good result.

Shaar Thunder was somewhat disappointed and showed disdains: “What you showed me cannot be called magic.”

He looked at Tatara full of suspicion and firmly shook his head: “The other day, I saw a performance of a wandering circus in the town. It was more interesting than your trick. There was a person who pulled a rabbit out of his hat!”

Wandering, Wandering circus?!

Pulled a rabbit out of a hat?!!

Fuck, who does this bastard think I am?!

Tatara really felt like spitting out blood!

“And ......Perhaps this handful dust was hidden in your sleeve beforehand.” Shaar Thunder looked at Tatara’s spacious robe sleeves with suspicion. Tatara was wearing a fur-lined robe made of high quality material to fit his high magician’s status and acted as a symbol. The robe was made spacious and the sleeves were long and curled up several times.

“Bastard! How could I possibly do such s thing!” Tatara felt badly insulted.

“Unless .....You let me inspect your clothes in order to search for anything hidden.”

Shaar Thunder gave off a very honest look.

“......Alright!” Tatara’s face reddened from anger and he felt that he got enormously insulted! Even during this moment, he had not forgotten the stone hanging on Shaar Thunder’s neck.

This had to be a joke! Me, a prestigious magician was compared to trickster by this stupid kid?!

His status as a magician was the only thing remained that Tatara was proud of!

He outrageously took off his fur lined robe and threw it in front of Shaar Thunder: “You go and have a look inside and see if there is something hidden! Humpf!”

Shaar Thunder received the robe and immediately searched it carefully. He inspected it unusually careful, from inside to the outside, from neckband to the sleeve cuff and even looked at the inside lining.

While inspecting, Shaar Thunder casually mentioned: “Oh, your robe must have cost a lot of money.”

“Of course! This was bought from a tailor shop in Royal Capital and is worth six silver coins! This is real high quality bearskin! Only this kind of clothes can match a magician’s prestigious status!” Tatara replied annoyed – actually he was lying. The bearskin was real bearskin and it was indeed bought in a Royal Capital tailor shop, but the price was not six silver coins, but only three.

While listening, Shaar Thunder maintained his composure, but his eyes hinted of a deeper meaning.

He raised his head and gave Tatara an innocent expression that looked like he could never harm any human nor animal: “I finished looking...yes...I have to admit that you are indeed not a sly swindler.”

“Of course!” Tatara put out his chest.

Shaar Thunder suddenly grinned and chuckled: “You are actually a stupid swindler.”

The second he stopped talking, Shaar Thunder scooped that expensive fur-lined robe, turned around and sprinted away!!

He ran extremely fast and in a blink of an eye, he vanished in a small alley on the roadside.

Tatara froze at the scene and was stupefied. His eyes widened and it took him some time until he suddenly roared: “Someone snatched my clothes!!”

When he ran into the alley and finally gave chase, he could not even see Shaar Thunder’s shadow.

Shaar Thunder was after all a native in Primal Wildfire Town. He walked on these streets for more than ten years and was familiar with the terrain. How could Tatara a non-native catch up against these odds?

In one breath, he crossed two blocks and after he determined that no one was chasing him, Shaar Thunder finally stopped. He stood under a big tree on the roadside, caught his breath while touching the fur lined robe made of high quality material in his hand.

“So lucky, just when I entered the town I ran into a stupid foreigner. No need to worry about today’s lunch anymore.”

Shaar Thunder’s face had a big happy smile. Holding the fur-lined coat he entered the shop closest to the roadside.

A little while later, the robe turned into several copper plates and he bought several meat pies from a shop on the roadside. These several meat pies were quickly ended up in Shaar Thunder’s stomach.

Patting his satisfied belly, Shaar Thunder gave off a pleasant sign.

Ah, what a pity. In Primal Wildfire Town, these kind of stupid foreigners from a moment ago were difficult to find.

“Now that I filled my stomach, time to find some work.” Shaar Thunder walked proudly towards the black market’s direction.

This was Shaar Thunder’s first encounter with Tatara.

If we used those magnificent poetic sentences of bards, this event could be described like:

“Once upon a day, some months, some years ago, the future Emperor Shaar met his first loyal future subject Lord Tatara. The great Emperor Shaar irradiated such a dominating aura of a ruler that Lord Tatara’s strong body started trembling and forced him to submit. Henceforth, he swore to follow Emperor Shaar till death do them part! The wheel of fate continued turning...”

Nonetheless, there was a gap between the truth of history and legend after all.

At this moment, our Tatara’s body was indeed trembling. Despite that, it actually had nothing to do with submission, but from......

Anger!!

“That Bastard boy, do not let me run into you again!!!”

Tatara face turned green and started to spit blood: “There are no decent people in Primal Wildfire Town!!”