Saikyou Juzoku Tensei ~Cheat Majutsushi no Slow Life~

Chapter 96 - The Back Alley's Duel (Side: Gaston)

Gaston was run after by the Gordon brothers.

That facial expression, there was an irritation on his face that he had no intention of hiding.

He had been taken out of the tavern by the Gordon brothers during the party. Of course, he would be in a bad mood.

The Gordon brothers were headed down a narrow back street between tall buildings in the opposite direction from the tavern.

Raw garbage was strewn around and there were puddles of blood on the side of the street.

This street was unsafe and full of robbers.

It is a patrol route for the guards, but their patrol time does not vary much.

That’s why there was a guideline list of guards’ patrol times circulating among some of the bad guys. Of course, Gaston also knew the time.

“Ha-, you guys are persistent! You’re making the drink go bad! Tell me what you want already! I think we’re good to go around here!”

Gaston confronts him.

He’s been watered down repeatedly from the side when he was feeling good and drinking.

It wouldn’t feel very good.

Of course, Gaston knows why. It’s all too obvious.

The fact that he knows is why he is even more in a bad mood.

“Hey! How are you going to pay for their booze! Do you even know your place! That’s not your money!”

Gordon sticks a finger at me.

“Gaston, you’re not the type to save up, are you? If you can’t pay your bills, go get down on your knees right now and call it off, you squirming bastard! The rewards are publicized, and if you leave out any of them, they’ll find out immediately!”

Gordon has a good argument.

It’s a balm bird rampage after “The Black Fiend”.

It’s clear that the white, gloomy Abel is the backbone of a monstrous monster.

You never know what will happen if you break your promise.

But Gaston couldn’t turn back either.

He wouldn’t want to die trying to make his cronies bow and recant.

It’s too miserable. Gaston had already made a mess of things.

Besides. It would be suspicious to force a cancellation now.

That would be inconvenient for the man hiding on the other side of Abel.

Yes, so this is a necessary expense. A commission, you could call it fair compensation. If you think it’s a bad idea, this Gordon brother or Abel can bury it.

Why should I bury it in shame, Gaston reiterated.

In Gaston’s own mind, it was absolute logic.

“The one who doesn’t understand is you guys. You guys can bury the money. No need for me to restrain myself. How could you not understand that! I’m the one who went out of my way to help him in the first place!

“Wha-, Huh? Idiot, how much do you think it costs for that many people to drink! It’s mostly your fault you got swept away. I wouldn’t give you this kind of money either! What, are you drunk!?”

He stinks of trouble.

Gaston clicks his tongue and then bends his head to check his surroundings.

There’s no sign of anyone.

The corner of Gaston’s mouth twisted up into a grin.

Gaston had always been uncomfortable with the idea of an equal discussion.

He got through it by either giving one-sided orders or shouting at them.

And there was one action he would take with someone who couldn’t get through with it. Pushing with violence.

That was the quickest way to do it, and it suited his nature.

Gaston draws his sword.

Gaston’s sword has a larger blade area than the average one. It weighs nearly twice as much.

About five years ago, he had threatened the most famous blacksmith in the city of Lomarn and had him make it at a discount, ignoring his reservations in favor of it.

When slashed, its overwhelming weight would sever the bones of a magic beast with its overwhelming weight, and when struck in the stomach, it would crush the bones. It is a deadly blade that can kill with a single blow.

The first thing people are afraid of when they see the rugged blade and the second thing they are afraid of is Gaston wielding it lightly.

The greatsword Vairablow, which can break the hearts of others just by holding it up, was a perfect match for Gaston’s personality.

Regardless of how he obtained it, Gaston liked the Great Sword Vairablow.

If it was slightly damaged, he would service it, and in some cases, he would take it to the blacksmith immediately. He made sure to wipe the blade and hilt with a cloth before he went to bed.

He even made up his mind that he would never let his cronies and women touch it, no matter how they praised him.

He was even thinking about paying that blacksmith a fair price for him, which was unusual for Gaston. Just a thought, though.

Gaston grasped the great sword Vairablow with both hands and slashed through the air twice.

After that, he gently thrust it into the ground while controlling his momentum.

It made a loud sound and scattered sand splatters.

“What? Are you really going to tell me what to do? Ahh? I don’t mean to brag, but I’ve got a short temper, don’t you think?”

Gordon signaled to Mordon with his eyes and then held the axe in his hand.

“They say you have to see the pain to be an idiot! That’s the quickest way to train an animal! At best, I hope you’re smarter than a dog!”

Gaston’s eyebrows lifted in response to Gordon’s challenge.

His hand naturally tightened in his grip on the weapon.

“I’m going to make you pay for insulting me! I was going to make a reasonable threat, but don’t! I’m going to give you a bone-deep taste of the horror of this Vairablow!”

Gaston shouts, switching the great sword Vairablow from two-handed to one-handed.

It’s not a stance that can be maintained for long due to the weight of the Great Sword Vairablow, but the one-handed stance allows for a wider range of movement.

Plus, it’s easier to make your opponent feel intimidated. If you are even slightly frightened, it will be a big advantage.

“Tch! I should have brought him here when he’s a little drunk. Mordon, run the other way! The two of us will crush him!”

“A-, All right, big brother.”

“Great! I’ll put you two together and make you rust of Vairablow!”

Gaston swings his greatsword Vairabrow and slams it against the wall.

The stone wall is easily dented and chipped away as easily as if it were paper.

Gordon gulps at the sight of the destroyed wall.

Gaston’s mouth smile’s twistedly.