The crow clapped for the young man while a rain of coins felt into the hat that was at the feet side of the young man.

Alfonso also put some coins on the hat.

"This young man is pretty good" Though Alfonso.

The young man smiled and bowed to the crow.

He picked his guitar and began singing another song.

Alfonso turned around and Artemis followed him from behind.

"That song was pretty good" Said Artemis.

"Yeah, that young man is pretty skilled" Answered Alfonso.

Artemis and Alfonso followed the path and quickly left the market. Alfonso asked for directions and quickly found the way towards the wealthy part of Peringrer, soon enough, both arrived at the foot of the manor of Peringrer.

"HALT! Who comes there?" A guard stopped Alfonso and Artemis.

"Hello, my name is Alfonso Lockheart, I came from Wasteland Valley to talk about the commerce routes between Peringrer and my town" Said Alfonso.

"Wait a minute, I will inform the lord" Said the guard.

"They won't even ask us to come in" Said Artemis coldly.

"That's a bit rude indeed" Said Alfonso.

"Shall I…"

"No, we didn't come here to fight, let's wait" Said Alfonso.

The guard took a really long time, almost thirty minutes, before coming out.

"Sir Alfonso, The lord is currently busy, please come tomorrow" Said the guard.

"I understand that he is busy, however, despite everything, I am still the lord of Wasteland Valley, the least he can do is to told us that himself" Said Alfonso.

Alfonso wasn't the type of person who care about formalities and those things, however, this was a really bit too much, the least the lord can do was to send someone from the palace to apologies, not a simple guard.

"I repeat myself, the lord is busy, come tomorrow" Said the guard with a more severe tone.

Alfonso looked at the man and sighed.

"Forget it, let's just say that he is really busy" Though Alfonso.

However, before he could say anything.

*PUM!*

"Ugh!"

The guard kneeled in the ground while grabbing his stomach.

The other guards, alerted by this, run towards the kneeled guard and pulled out their swords.

"Who dares to attack the royal guards!?" Said one guard.

Artemis cleaned her punch, and, without mercy, kicked the kneeled the guard towards the man who spoke.

"This trash is yours right? Don't let me see him again, otherwise, I will not take responsibility for what I do" Said Artemis.

"You…" The guard pointed his sword at Artemis.

"Stop it"

Alfonso stepped forward.

"Stop this at once, I will come again tomorrow" Alfonso turned around and leave with Artemis behind him.

"You don't dare go-"

"SHUT UP! YOU FUCKING RETARD!"

A voice came from inside the manor and all the guards turned around.

Alfonso also heard the voice, however, he didn't turn around and went on his way.

Besides the window, a young man with a fine outfit and black hair was grabbing his hair in despair.

"We are death, we are so, so death!" Murmured the man.

He quickly ran towards the main hall and saw a man who was also grabbing his head.

The man was very similar to the young man, however, the man was older and had green eyes.

"Father…" Said the young man.

"Carlo, did you see if my worries were true?" Said the older man.

"Yes, father, I am afraid… that he was that guy…" Said Carlo.

"Oh, If I knew early that he was the crippled madman that everyone was talking about, I would have accepted the proposition that the ambassador said! Instead, he now has come here in person! What do we do now!?" Said the father.

"Father, how come we learned this so late!?" Asked Carlo.

"It's the problems when you don't send someone to an official event because you though it didn't have anything to do with you" Said the father with frustration.

"But dad, are you sure that everything that man say is true?" Asked Carlo

"He is my brother in combat, I completely trust him, what's more, he doesn't have any reasons to lie to me" Said the father

"But Dad… it isn't something like a fairy tale, I mean… a fallen prince that re appears at the day of his funeral as a psycho…" Said Carlo.

"Carlo, my son, sometimes, reality is more fascinating than fiction… let me tell you this, the house of the poor man that suffered against this psycho, hasn't recover from the loss of both the lord and his wife, usually, the sons and daughters would claim for vengeance, however, the streets tells that, since this accident, the daughters and sons have disappear one by one, no one knows what happened to them" Said the father.

Carlo face become as white as a sheet.

"Fa…fa…father…. If the rumors are true then… I- I- I AM AFRAID… that, we won't be able to see another day" Said Carlo with trembling legs.

"WHAT!?"Said the father.

"You see… father… this is what happened" Said Carlo.

Carlo had saw everything that happened since Alfonso came, however, he didn't notice that it was THAT crippled madman after he saw that Alfonso turned around and showed his cane, that cane has become famous in Leitol.

As an infamous one, that's it.

The father looked in horror as Carlo related all the events that happened after he sent his soldier to inform Alfonso that he was busy.

"I only told him that I was busy because I wanted to prepare a fasting and a appropriate welcome to that madman! That FUCKING PIECE OF SHIT took in in the wrong way!" Shouted the man with fury.

"CALL HIM! RIGHT NOW!" Shouted the man.

"As you order, my lord Oliver!" Said Carlo.

After a few minutes the guard entered the main hall.

He was perplexed when Prince Carlo call him personally, he thought that maybe he did a good thing and a promotion was on the sight!

After all, he has server the Peringrer house since young age.

"But what would be the cause of this promotion?" Though the guard.

The lord, Oliver stood up and looked at the guard and looked at him.

"Is true that you throw up the lord of Wasteland Valley? And receive injuries on the process?" Asked Oliver.

The guard's eyes light up.

"Yes that's right! That man order his bodyguard to make a sneak attack and injure me! However, I never bowed my head to not embarrass my lord!" Shouted the man with devotion.

"What an ass licker" Though Carlo.

"How severe?" Asked Oliver.

"Excuse me?" The guard was confused.

"How severe are your injuries?" Asked Oliver.

"It isn't too severe, with a week of rest should be good" Said the guard.

"…This isn't good" Murmured Oliver.

""?""

Both Carlo and the guard were confused.

"I thought that, with the beating that you already received plus sending a lot of gifts and your head as a apologies gift, this matter could be resolved like that, however, it seems that he didn't bend his anger on you… this is troublesome" Said Oliver with worry on his face.

Carlo was surprised, he had never seem his father so nervous before!

However, the most surprised, and terrified, was the guard, he almost pissed himself when he heard the phrase 'your head'.

"My… my lord… maybe I heard wrong, however, did you say… that you wanted to gift my…head?" Asked the guard with nervousness.

"SHUT UP, PIECE OF GARBAGE, I AM THINKING!" Shouted Oliver.

The guard almost fall back when he heard Oliver.

Lord Oliver was known as being a person of good character and a good leader, he wasn't the type of person who would take advantage of others, far less curse someone this hard.

Carlo looked at the guard and pity him a little.

Not to the extend to defy his father of course.

"Carlo, I know what are we going to do, let this idiot and all the soldiers and find Alfonso, remember don't do anything, ABSOLUTLY ANYTHING, to anger him more, and bring the gifts that I am going to give you" Said Oliver.

"Yes, my lord!" Said Carlo.

"And you"

"M-me?" Said the guard.

"Your destiny shall be in the hands of the madman, I would not take responsibility for a piece of trash that can follow a simple order, however, I must tell you to be prepared, I will give you a few minutes to write your will, the madman does not only kill… but he enjoys the process on doing it" Said Oliver.

The guard blacked out on the spot.