《The Pride Of A Talentless Nobody》Chapter 5: Flumen Valle (Part 2)
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"DON'T IGNORE ME YOU LITTLE PUN-"
In the corner of my eye, I spot a Pig, getting ready to tussle
Why would I be asleep, oh little John I was just resting!
But...
As your Teacher, I cannot allow this pig-
"You are quite irritating standing up to a supreme being you PISS ME OFF!"
"AGGGHHHHH"
With one punch the heckler flew to the other side of the room
"Awwwww SO WEAK!"
"PITIFUL PITIFUL PITIFUL!
"All that talk about seeing pockets, and pockets and pockets!"
"You are a lowly scum aren't you?"
"No, you are a meathead, a P-I-G!"
This peasant is most likely going to try something futile, I should...
YES, I SHOULD!
"Swoosh~"
Standing next to the Pig I look down at him with a frantic and menacing smile
He is trembling, I like this, THIS IS WHAT I NEEDED PEOPLE BOWING BEFORE ME!
"H-how di-"
This guy is so similar to John...
Talk, talk, talk but-
"AGHHHH"
I grab his pig-like head and smash it into the floor
"AGGGGHHH"
"SMASH, THUD, SPLAT!"
MORE, MORE, MORE!
NEVER TRY TO IRRITATE ME AGAIN!
"I'll ki-"
Is he trying to speak I'll make sure he can't!
"AHAHAHAHAHAHA"
"SO WEAK!"
I kept at it more and more and more-
"I'LL KWILL YERG"
What did he say?
"ARGGG!"
The Pig swung his left arm at me...
"AAGHHHHHHH!"
I grabbed that sorry excuse for a punch and hold his arm
"This hurts you?"
I lean into his ear and ask
"What did you say to me?"
The big guy started panting off exhaustion, I can hear his hog like breath
"I'LL KILL YER"
Taking his meat sized arm I go around back and hold him in place and-
"SNAP!"
"AAAAAAAAAAGHHHHHHHHHHHHHH"
His screams of anguish it's SO DELIGHTFUL!
I BROKE HIS ARM!
Huh, I feel a little odd
I took the guy some feet away and look around
This feeling...
Wrath...
Towards me?
The people around the tavern are just standing there watching...
Nobody is trying to interfere but wait-
OH, THAT'S IT!
I remember there was another guy sitting with this big PIG!
I feel his presence with a couple of other people heading straight here!
God better bless them, they will not stand a chance...
I go and turn around to the big PIG that started this ordeal
I slowly make my way there
"Tip, Tap, Tip"
I go crouch down to him and look at him dead in the eyes
"Your little buddies are coming here..."
"I'll show you how insignificant you really are YOU PIG!"
"GAAAA SPEW"
I spit on the pig's face and make my way back to the mashed potatoes
But I stop midway
The tavern, it's odd why are they all quiet and not running out...
Wait do they-
OH, I see!
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They want to see him beaten...
that's the only answer...
"Damn YOU!"
I turn around and see another Burly pig charge at me, his accomplice?
"You honestly think I will not TOSS YOU LIKE YOUR LITTLE PIGLET FRIEND?"
I chuckle and he makes his swing
Honestly, that was one of the easiest dodges I could have performed in my life!
I shifted my weight onto my left foot and rotated my body to accommodate...
He keeps swinging and swinging around haymakers...
This is getting boring...
I close my eyes and dodge trying to locate the other couple of piglets
I dodge moving down, left, right, rotating Johns's body at ease.
This is getting too irritating, I'm going to finish this up...
"Never try that in front of a GOD!"
I threw out a punch harder than the guy I struck before.
HE WENT FLYING AHAHAHA!
Yep, he's not going to move any time soon...
Now for some mashpota-
"BOYS GET EM, IT WAS JUST A FLUKE THAT OUR BOSS WENT DOWN"
I heard footsteps behind me again, five men the same size as the previous two...
"Don't try it I'm not in the mood to play with some pigs..."
I stare at the guy who rallied up his men
"YOU BAST-"
"Look what I did to them do you not think someone like wouldn't take all you out like insects?"
I kept staring at the so-called "Second in command"
"If you keep this up"
"I will kill all of you..."
I look at him, this game has gone long enough
I shouldn't be playing with some pigs...
"Tsk all right boys let's go,"
The Pig said as he and his men went to tend the other piglets
I swear if someone bothers me again I will make sure they won't talk to any mortal again...
Now looking around the Tavern was empty the exception being the good-looking lass and the chef whom I can hear in the back.
I waited for the men to leave and headed to the mash potatoes.
"WOOOOOOOOOOOO!"
"CLAP, CLAP, CLAP"
"WHISTLE"
I was dead on...
THEY DID HATE THEM!
The tavern cheered me on, calling me great and splendid names!
"THAT'LL TEACH EM!"
"YOU GO, BOSS!"
"YEAAAAAAAAAAAAAH"
Having something like this
Makes me smile
I resume making my way to the mashed potatoes waving off the people in the tavern
I love this!
Regularly I had this type of clapping due to my stupendous title but...
It's good to be free!
"HEY MISTER ANYTHING YE ORDER IT'S ON ME!"
I heard a voice behind me speak out to me, being louder than the chanting crowd
I turn around and reply to such a generous offer
"THANKS, BUT I'M ALRIGHT!"
I scream so he could hear me, I also made hand gestures
I resume again my mashed potatoes route
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IT'S SO GOOD BEING TREATED LIKE A IMPORTANT PERSON!
This should happen every time I step in one place but I guess my legacy was forgotten...
Well, it's been, a long time...
Even for you John...
I approach the chair and grab it plopping myself down
"John you shouldn't have shown gold in a damn tavern those thugs would have had a field day with you"
In an irritated tone, I tried to scold John
"Hey, John..."
I said again, the waitress if she heard me would have thought I was crazy...
Oh, I'm guessing the kid's asleep...
Ehhh it's too much of a hassle to do anything else I'll just go and do what it was I originally wanted to do-
Taking the seat and making it have enough room for me I take the spoon and begin eating-
tsk, it's cold...
"Hey, miss... could ya warm this up for me?"
Looking at the lass dead in the eye while leaning back on the seat she hesitantly went over
"Su-sure thing mister"
She came over and took my plate being cautious she takes a bit but it's good food so I won't act upon her
I can't believe humans are that weak that they did not act upon them any sooner...
Now that I think about it it's been 1000 years huh?
I look over to the window and see the reflection of "my" body.
Ehhhh John should put his hair back it looks better that way...
More like this!
I take my hands and fix "my" hair...
going back a couple of times...
. . .
all done!
As I'm done fixing my hair I hear-
"He-here, sir!"
From the reflection of the window, I saw the lass put the food on my table and speed-walked away
"THANKS LOVE!"
I said loud enough for her to hear
Now my reward!
I take the spoon out and Woah, the mash potatoes have increased in volume, she put more!
Lovely miss, I like her now, such a wonderful person doing this for a magnificent being such as me, FINALLY SOME RESPECT!
I take a bite and savor the taste
"It's been 1000 years huh?"
I went back to the previous topic and muttered to myself
Still can't believe that GREEDY plain-faced bastard got the help from that Zealous witch and sealed me in a box using help from that damn high and mighty bloodlust woman, just because I was seen as a "Threat".
I had everything...
Power, Money, Women, everything was so good...
But these DAMN FOOLS!
No use in getting angry there is no way I can travel 1000 years in the past not even with magic...
"sigh~"
Oh, acting more rational now?
If this was me in my prime all those decades ago I would have tried to find a solution instantly even if it meant murder and genocide...
This must be Johns's personality slipping in with mine.
Come to think of it I've gotten a little soft on this kid, haven't I?
It's also my fault that his life got ruined...
I guess they felt my presence in the box shift from one place to another and probably thought I was free so they most likely did that to make sure I was gone for good...
We have a similar downfall don't you think John?
One problem I have is can those Sinful bastards live that long?
That was about 929 years after I got sealed in that box...
I place my hand on "my chin" thinking and the only solutions that I can think of are either that...
They achieved Immortality, or someone as powerful as us Warlocks of sin...
I recline on the chair and put my hands behind my head while still looking up
There is someone in this city with a pretty big mana, not as big as mine but something little John will have to look after, well he wouldn't be entirely defenseless if push comes to shove I can always override him and win...
No, I should hold off on that unless if he is about to-
Wait, he incorporated my Prejudice and made it his own...
That was quite odd if I were to use "Omnino Praestatur" I would be able to hit someone 100% of the time, with my mana being drained as an effect...
But he made it his own by making it instead of hit it dodges...
That's so interesting good thing I didn't kill him...
THERE I GO GOING SOFT, but seriously that kid he reminds me of when I was a naive young lad...
If only I had power then-
I look down and see the mashed potatoes cooling
I have to enjoy this as much as I can...
Mhhhhmmmm SO GOOD!
This is the best it is not as salty as the sea nor as salt-less as water its the best!
No big chunks so I don't have to put the effort into biting, the gravy is spectacular too!
BRAVO!
A while passed as I was taking my time I finally finished it and stood up, John I'm satisfied you can take over
"John?"
"Hello, John?"
I hit "my" head a couple of times
That's odd I know that even the loudest noises can be heard in the unconscious state...
I was thereafter all...
"JOHN!"
I screamed, making faces turn my way but I just ignored them
What the hell could be going on...
I put my feet onto the table and started to think for a proper solution
So I abruptly took over his body, luckily It was suitable for me to host it...
IT CAN'T BE!
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