《World Master》Chapter 7
Advertisement
I ended up heading towards the Wandering Inn, as I didn’t want to make myself seem like a good target for any thieves.
Walking in, I went and spoke to the girl behind the food bar, who I noticed was human, not tigerkin, “Hello, I’m looking for a room, are you the innkeeper?”
“No, I’m Lyon, the barmaid, you need Erin,” she explained, pointing behind me towards another human girl that I hadn’t noticed before, who was sitting at a table chatting with the customers.
Going to the table, I asked, “Are you Erin, the innkeeper of this place?”
“That’s me,” she said, getting up and excusing herself from the conversation, “What can I do for you?”
“I would like to rent a room here.”
“No problem,” Erin said brightly, “We’re fairly empty right now.”
“Right this way,” she said, leading me upstairs to the second floor. My room was just a couple doors down from the stairs.
“Would you like to take your meals in your room, or in the common room downstairs?” Erin asked.
“In my room. How much will it cost to rent the room for just the night and to get food?”
“2 gold coins,” she said, “If you need something, I’m downstairs the entire night and Lyon is the first room on the right from the stairs.”
“Okay,” I said, paying her before going into my room and closing the door as she left.
A couple of minutes later, there was a knock on the door, and I opened it to see Lyon holding a tray of food, namely beef stew, and salad. Taking it from her, I closed the door again and took the tray over to the table in the corner of the room before quickly eating the food.
Advertisement
Picking up the tray, I brought it downstairs and gave it back to Lyon. After that was done, I went back to my room and went to sleep.
* * * * . *
In the morning, I woke to the smell of bacon and sausage. My stomach rumbling at the smell, I went downstairs, yawning.
Stopping by the kitchen, I let Lyon and Erin know that I was awake and would take my breakfast in the common room before proceeding to sit at a table near the door.
A couple minutes later, I received a hearty breakfast of scrambled eggs, bacon and french toast from Erin.
Thanking her, I dug in, eager to get to the arena.
Leaving the inn, I headed towards the large arena which was visible throughout this half of the city.
There were market stalls set up near the entrance to the arena stands selling various concessions, from steak-on-a-stick to candy apples. There was even something that looked like popcorn.
Near the competitor's entrance, there were also vendors, but these were either healthier food items or the typical “strengthening” elixirs and oils. I ignored these people as I walked through the entrance and into the admissions area.
“How do I sign up for the arena matches?” I asked the clerk manning the desk.
“What do you wish to sign up for?” he asked in response, “We have armed and unarmed matches, team and individual.”
“Unarmed individual combat,” I responded.
“Are you comfortable with fighting women?”
“Sure,” I said, shrugging.
“What do you prefer, fighting until submission or unconsciousness?”
“Either,” I responded, “It will be good fighting either way.”
“Are you planning on fighting in the main tournament tomorrow?”
“Yes, what else would I be signing up for?”
Advertisement
Clearly taking my question as rhetorical, the clerk filled out a form before speaking to me again, “You’re signed up for it, you just need to fill in your name on the form,” he said, sliding the paper across the desk.
After filling out my name, I slid it back to him, “Anything else I need to know?”
“You’re expected to show up at the free-for-all at three this afternoon,” he told me, “They will evaluate your ability, figure out the odds for betting and rank you on the charts.”
“I’ll be there.”
Leaving, I decided to go out of the city to hunt for a few hours before it was time for me to compete in the arena. Along the way, I saw a weaponsmith and bought a bronze dagger and a skinning knife. I also got a quest from the leather worker and butcher I saw along the way. Apparently, horned rabbit meat and hides were quite popular, due to it being considered rude to other races to kill and eat bears and wolves.
After getting the quests, I left the city.
Advertisement
- In Serial24 Chapters
Peerless Hegemon
Warning: Can be quite tearjerking and depressing (or so others say). If you are weak to that and hates that kind of thing, then this story is not for you === Ye Feng lived two lives in one lifetime. First, he basked in the light of Righteousness, becoming an idol of peace and justice. Second, he trod the mired path of the Darkest Path, becoming an object of fear and death. One lifetime, Two Identities, countless experiences, still without purpose. A meaningless existence. An empty husk. In his selfishness of wanting to fill the void in him, he became the catalyst that destroyed Reality. He now controlled everything, ultimate power, uncontestable by none. But he cast it away, to be reborn anew. With a new name and a family, his goal was to understand, his place. To understand how to no longer feel empty. With his family consisting of a Reincarnated Twin Sister and Parents with inscrutable pasts, his desire was not that of grandeur. In this lifetime, he wishes not to hold power, not to gain eternal life, nor control of everything, he only wishes to live, and hopefully look at sunrise with a smile on his face. === Disclaimer: The story focuses on the Main Character’s emotional and personality growth. He is someone who is, obviously OP in some perspectives but almost crippled in others. He is not soft and does not spare anyone because it is “Bad” so expect that there would be genocide and some bloody encounters. I want this instead of just the MC’s search for life and its complication. Where Philosophy and values exist. A story where every action has proper consequences, and not everything can be conquered with a single punch (unless it can be, no need for an unnecessary complication if it can be avoided). Further Notes: This is a story that will gradually increase in word counts and become Chunkier as it progresses and will almost never be below 2000 words, but if the word count will only lengthen the chapter at the expense of a finished tale, it could and would be cut off before 2000 mark), give it a try, it won’t disappoint (I hope). And if by chance that you like it, giving a good Rating and Review will be encouraging to me and possible readers. Schedule: Monday and Friday If you want to read ahead and/or support me to creating this story, you can do it through my Patreon (link below the next chapter button.) This is also a rewrite of this: Peerless Hegemon [OLD] | Royal Road
8 131 - In Serial25 Chapters
The Devil, The Witch, and The Wicked World of Delirith
Somewhere in the lost galaxy of Earis, somewhere in the star system of Neula-V, lies the exiled world of Delirith; a planet whose inhabitants perfectly embodied the survival of the fittest, where one lives under their own definition of normality and conform. Not astray from the trigger-happy population is our protagonists; Mako the Little Witch (who practiced no sorcery) and Fyra the One-Horned Devil (who is not a demon and in fact, 100% human), wandering children orphaned by the manic society around them (just like 90% of Delirith's population). Follow Mako and Fyra, as they wandered the lawless world encountering psycho baddies, monstrous wildlife, and stupid conflicts doing whatever crap the plot wants them to do in this Sci-Fi slice of life of the Devil, the Witch, and the Wicked World of Delirith!
8 95 - In Serial112 Chapters
Zero The Hero - A Pokemon Mystery Dungeon story
Abused, abandoned and alone, George never thought his life could sink any lower. At some point, the gut punches had to stop, didn't they? So he believed, until his whole world is turned upside down one night. When he awakes, little does he know of the trials and tribulations awaiting him...
8 242 - In Serial13 Chapters
Freewalker
The Wing is wast, the Spine scrapes the sky, and the Stars above watch over all the peolple of the Wing. That's what Zara was thought from the moment she was born. Eighteen years later she prays to them to conceal her escape. But the freedom she sought for too long might not be as full as she could achieve. _______________________________________________________________________________________________________ I don't know how to say this but I plan to try and tackle some heavy themes that I admit im not able to truly understand. I will strive to depict them as true to life and as respectfully as posible. So do have that in mind when reading, but I would also like to ask you to point out when I get something wrong. _______________________________________________________________________________________________________ Hey people! This is my first sirious writing project, so I hope you'll like it. And if you don't thats OK, but i'd like if you could leave a coment or review so I know why, and I can fix or explain it. Also please call me out on weird sentences or spelling mistakes. English is not my native language.
8 139 - In Serial16 Chapters
Michael Jackson Imagines
Michael Jackson x Reader [Imagines] [One-shots] [Short Stories]
8 163 - In Serial12 Chapters
Ask CH Mongolia!
Cover art is not mine, belongs to @anshatar from twitter!Now that Mongolia is saved from the mansion, he is free to answer every question you desire. He has a choice to decline your inquiry.
8 322

