《Unlimited Phantasm》Volume 1 Chapter 4 Tigrevurmund Vorn
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Tigrevurmud Vorn
Seeing the person moving towards him with his hands raised up signifying he intends to do no harm Azrael put down the scythe he was holding.
Now that the two of them were standing face to face an awkward atmosphere hangs in the air. They do not know what to say to each other so for a good while they were just standing there staring at each other. Azrael was very uncomfortable regarding the current situation. After thinking for a while he decided to just play dumb about the others identity and ask him who he was.
“Uhm… Who are you? Why are you staring at me?”
Tigre seem to be snapped out of his stare and said
“Sorry for staring so much you just have an unusual eye”
After hearing that Azrael remembered that he no longer have a normal set of eyes and for Tigre’s set of sharp eyes it was impossible for him to miss it.
“Well how my eyes look is none of your business”
“Yeah you’re right it is none of my business. But what are you doing here anyway? I’ve never seen you in Alsace before. ”
“Still none of your business”
“It is too. You being here is my business when an unknown kid just shows up out of nowhere in the forest.”
“Well who do you think you are calling me a kid were about the same age and how in heavens name is me being here your business.”
“Oh yeah I haven’t introduce myself yet ” Tigre seemed to had a sudden realization and proceeded to introduce himself
“I am Count Tigrevurmud Vorn the count entrusted with the protection of Alsace by the King of Brune his Royal Majesty Faron Soleil Rauy Blainville de Charles so you being here in the territory I was entrusted is naturally my business”
“Hahahahah ohh a noble man really, you don’t look like one.” Azrael really was playing around with Tigre and teasing him, he knows who he is he just wanted to get a little bit of petty revenge for calling him kid.
“Hmph I am a truly a count now that you know why I am concerned with your presence here. Who and what are you doing here”
“My name is Azrael a mere traveller looking for work to feed myself and as to why I’m here you tell me I don’t even know where here is.”
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“Hooo a traveller you say do you think I’d believe that a mere traveller can put down a huge bear like that without breaking a sweat”
“Well how about you. Who would believe a young lord like your self will be out and about here in the forest all by his lone some with no guards.”
Tigre smiled sheepishly as he knows that Azrael’s concern about his identity was not necessarily unfounded. An unknown person you met suddenly in a forest with no escort whatsoever is claiming to be a lord of a territory is quite suspicious indeed. While he was thinking of a way to convince Azrael of who he really is he heard a grumbling sound.
“Guru-ruuu”
“What’s that sound?” Tigre nock one of his arrows onto his bow and started looking around thinking the sound came from an animal or some hidden beast.
“Guru-uu”
As Tigre heard the sound again he discovered the source was right in front of him.
Azrael was just standing there hanging his head in shame not daring to look at Tigre.
“Are you by chance hungry?” Tigre was sincerely asking but in Azrael’s it seems like mocking.
“Yeah I’m hungry what’s it to you?”
“Actually Titta packed me a box lunch if you want we can share? ”
Hearing this Azrael hesitated for a bit but remembering his hungry stomach he opted to forgo being stubborn.
“Well if your offering there’s no reason for me to refuse so let me say. Thank you very much.”
“Ohhh. Your attitude seems a lot different than before.”
“Since you’re sharing your food with me it would be a little thankless of me if I keep pestering you about little stuff. So when are you bringing out the food?”
“okay right right. ”
The two of them sat down and Tigre brought out the lunch from his satchel wrapped in cloth. The food is mainly composed of bread, some jerky and cheeses. It was a humble meal but filling none the less. Azrael ate with Tigre as they were eating Tigre Asked him.
“So what are you really doing here?”
“Well as thanks for the food there is no really harm in telling you. I’m here basically is because I got lost”
“WHAT?!”
“Yup truth be told I don’t know where I am.”
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“Really?”
“Yup really what I am curious about is what a self-proclaimed lord doing in this forest.”
“Well you see that bear over there.” Tigre pointed to the beheaded bear at the distance.
“Yup, the bear I killed. What about it? You’re not going to tell me that the bear is a pet of yours and I should pay for it because I killed it? I’m just a poor lost traveller I got no money on me. The bear attacked me first so what I did was pure self-defence.”
Tigre looks at him as if he was looking at an idiot
“What kind of person do you think I am and who in this world keeps a bear for a pet?”
“Well how the hell would I know you nobles are a weird bunch or maybe you are just a scammer wanting money from me and claiming that bear is your pet and seeing me kill it would demand reparations or why else would you be here.”
“How paranoid can you get man? I’m not here for any of those things. ”
“Then why are you here then sir count” Azrael asked in a sarcastic manner
“Well you see recently the people in my territory were unable to enter the forest making them unable to hunt gather firewood or pick up herbs because of a wild bear that came down from the mountains so to help my people I tried to track down the bear’s whereabouts and eliminate it but by the time I was able to caught up with its tracks I saw how you fought and killed it.”
“So you are saying that you went to the forest alone to hunt the bear for your people without anyone but yourself but unfortunately I already did the work for you before you are able to make your move…. Hmmmm” after a short pause Azrael then stretched his hand towards Tigre in a manner as if he is asking for something.
Tigre was staring at the held out hand then stared back at Azrael then asked
“What is that for? There’s no more food left.”
“No I don’t want any more food I’m full already. What I’m asking is where my reward is? ”
“What reward?”
“Well technically I did your job for you so I am entitled to demand a pay for killing the bear.”
“Who asked you to kill the bear anyway I’m not responsible for what you do.”
“Oh come on I helped out didn’t I the least you could do is give me some money to eat for the next few days.”
“Well if you are really that desperate for money you can sell that bear in Alsace. The fur is virtually undamaged because of the clean cut in the neck so it should fetch for quite a good price and you can sell the meat at the butcher shop. ”
Azrael thought about Tigre’s suggestion but opted against it because he doesn’t know the market price of such things so he said to Tigre.
“Well I don’t know the market price of this things or how to head out to the town so why don’t I just sell them to you.”
“Eh but I don’t have money on me right now.”
“Huh, what kind of noble doesn’t have money?”
“Well what kind of idiot brings gold during a hunt.”
Seeing it being a chance to get close to the target of his second quest Azrael said.
“Okay you can pay me when we get back to town.”
“Fine then lets drain the beasts blood first so the meat doesn’t spoil.”
“Uhm How do we do that?”
“’Don’t tell me this is the first time you’ve hunted animals. Draining a games blood is one of hunting’s most basic skills it prevents the meat from rotting and avoids attracting other animals when you’re carrying your prize home.”
“Yeah sorry this is really my first time.”
“Wait really you are able to kill a bear on your first hunt. Impossible that kill was so clean that even veteran hunters are unable to do.”
“Well it’s true you know I wouldn’t even need to kill that bear or even see it if I wasn’t lost in this forest”
“Well whatever you say. Let me help you with draining the blood of the bear first ” as Tigre was tying up the bears hands and feet while looking at Azrael and thinking to himself “what a weird guy.”
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