Chapter 36

The coachman looked around excitedly and began to talk about him.

- Few people know about it, but the place where the Red King was born is the town of Lobell.

Lionel Lebatan.

The man with the wicked nickname, commonly known as the Red King, was the most famous figure in the East.

For many in the eastern part, the emperor was only something ephemeral, because people never saw him, unlike Lionel Lebatan, whom everyone knew.

About fifty years ago, the most notorious thugs began to flock to the East. And no one knew why they decided to move so suddenly.

However, those who were the first to settle in the East, having learned about it, immediately created several guilds among themselves and began to receive newly arrived thugs there.

There was even a time when guild power grew so much that it became a real problem for the whole country.

- Ehhh... The eastern part of that time resembled the perfect hots for crime.

Throughout the East, many conflicts broke out then between thugs that came there pretending to be adventurers.

And those who were able to improve the situation were Lionel Lebatan.

He enjoyed the love and respect of people more than any other powerful ruler in the East.

Thus, by settling these riots, a former slum mercenary was able to become the most influential person to control one of the four regions of the empire.

When rumors about this reached the imperial family, they were naturally outraged by Lionel's excessive power.

In the end, the imperial family accused him of treason.

- They appointed him a moonstone test during the trial.

Lionel Lebatan himself was not present at the trial, so the trial took place over an empty chair.

And during the trial, the Red King, Lionel Lebatan, was eventually sentenced to death.

According to the decree, Lionel was expected to be sentenced if he left the East and entered the capital.

The court held at that time in the capital was more like a performance for the imperial family, whose pride was affected.

It was a desperate measure and a warning to Lionel, since the imperial family, which had no power in the eastern part, could not capture the de facto king of the East.

However, shortly after the imperial family falsely declared him a traitor, the Red King disappeared imperceptibly.

Opinions differed on his future fate.

Some claimed that the imperial family caught him and killed him, while others that he sailed into the distant sea on a ship full of treasures.

- Judging by rumors, no one still knows about his whereabouts, but in fact everyone in the East knows the truth.

- And what truth are we talking about? - Juliet asked with curiosity, hearing the coucher's meaningful words.

- In fact, the Red King... neither dead. He lives quietly in his native village, changing his name.

- Pf!

This mocking snorting did not belong to either the coachman or Juliet.

Therefore, the two of them simultaneously turned their heads in the direction where the sound came from. It was a red-haired man whose eyes were closed all the time, as if he were sleeping.( Translator - anarai - http://tl.rulate.ru/book/37848/982935)

Nevertheless, since this man frankly mocked the words of the coachman and Juliet, he probably listened to the conversation from the very beginning, only pretending to be asleep.

.... Did he laugh at me?

Continuing to remain silent, the man opened his eyes and sneaked his gaze at Juliet sitting opposite him. And he looked as if she was some kind of small disgusting insect.

..... What the hell was that?

Juliet quickly scrolled through the whole conversation, thinking if there was something offensive about it. However, it was an unremarkable conversation about an old story that could not cause someone's so hostile reaction.

As soon as Juliet thought so, she realized that she hadn't done anything wrong, so she slowly looked at him from head to toe just like him.

It was a look that made it clear that there was no more disgusting person in the world than you.

"A cheeky bastard..."

Although Juliet did not bother to say it out loud, this message was very expressively conveyed through the expression of her face.

- Tc.

The red-haired man shuddered for a moment, apparently not expecting such a response from her part, then slightly snapped his tongue, after which he turned away and closed his eyes again.

Although the coachman's story was interrupted in the middle, we can say that the further journey was quite peaceful.

The stagecoach arrived at the destination about an hour after he left Roadell.

- We've arrived. This is Lobell.

As soon as the coachman announced his arrival, the guy with red hair silently left the stagecoach without ever looking back.

Juliet tipted the coachman, thanked him, then went outside and slowly looked around.

Since Lobell was a small town, she did not expect much, but the first impression of this place was completely unexpected.

"Oh, how beautiful!" thought Juliet, touched by the appearance.

In the North and in the capital, white marble was traditionally used in construction, so all streets and buildings looked neat and refined.

On the other hand, the buildings in Lobelle, built of red brick, looked very colorful.

In the center of the shopping area, which had a rounded shape, there was a high bell tower with a clock, and there were many small shops around it.

It seemed like you were in a small fairytale town.

"I'm glad I decided to come to this place."

When Juliet looked around carefully, she felt a surge of energy in her tired body after an hour's journey in a stagecoach.

Standing in the middle of the street alone in this unfamiliar place, she finally began to realize that she managed to escape from her usual surroundings.

Juliet felt a slight awe of excitement from this awareness, but it was a pleasant feeling. She used to travel from North to South, but then she was always accompanied.( Translator - anarai - http://tl.rulate.ru/book/37848/982935)

Immersed in these pleasant thoughts, Juliet slowly wandered around the square.

It happened then.

Tuk.

A man in a hood swept past Juliet, slightly hitting her shoulder.

"Ah...?"

Juliet suddenly felt some discrepancy, as if something was wrong, and stopped.

The man who pushed her calmly went on.

And soon after Juliet stopped, she saw an interesting scene.

The man imperceptibly headed to the part of the shopping area where a lot of people had accumulated, and very naturally approached some passerby.

Tuk!

This time he pushed a passerby quite hard, who chose an unsuccessful moment to turn around.

- Oh!

Juliet's eyes immediately narrowed their eyes.

(Translator - anarai - http://tl.rulate.ru/book/37848/982935)

She saw perfectly the moment when a man ran into an unsuccessful passerby and snatched his wallet from his inner pocket before knocking him down.

- Hold the thief!

Thoughts that this was a town from a fairy tale instantly flew out of her head.

Less than five minutes have passed since she thought it was a good place, and this damn pickpocket was able to destroy this image in the blink of an eye.

- What? Thief?

- Grab him!

Fortunately, Juliet was not the only witness to what happened.

People in the square began to look around, and some even ran out of the shops when they heard about the thieve.

- TC!

The pocket pushed passers-by and ran away to the alley.

Some people hurriedly followed him. However, the pickpocket seemed to be a skillful kid, so she thought that those people were unlikely to be able to catch him.

So Juliet secretly sent a butterfly in the direction where the pickpocket disappeared, and she herself headed to the fallen passerby.

While Juliet was walking to the man, she came up with the idea that if her life had been described in the book, it would not have been a calm measured story.

"Well, probably even in a peaceful small town you can also meet a pickpocket."

Lobell is located next to the huge city of Carcassonne. It may not be as crowded here as in Carcassonne, but this is the birthplace of the legendary Red King, right? So probably notorious scoundrels could have met here, too.

Juliet tried her best to put up with it while she walked to the fallen man.

- Are you okay?

Already asking a question, Juliet was surprised to realize that a passerby was an old man with a rather unusual appearance, but made a pleasant impression.

He looked at Juliet in surprise, but then he took up her outstretched hand and got up.

- Well, now I owe you, young lady. Thank you for your help. - I sincerely thanked the old man.

- Don't thank you. - Juliet answered with a smile, looking spikly at the alley where the pickpocket disappeared.

- Kyayaya! Aaaaaaaaa!

Almost at the same time, there was a terrible scream from the alley.

People were shying around, but although she didn't see what had happened, she guessed what had happened to the pickpocket.

Obviously, the butterfly caught up with him and has now solete her hunger with his fear.

Juliet quickly looked at the old man, pretending that she had nothing to do with what had happened in the alley.

Looking at him, she did not understand how he could fall only because he was pushed, because the figure of the old man was impressive.

Despite the fact that his good-natured face already had traces of time, even Juliet, who saw many knights of Duke Carlisle, was delighted with his appearance. She was absolutely sure that he wasn't an ordinary old man. He must have been a famous mercenary in his youth.

"But how then, such a strong old man couldn't fight back against a simple pickpocket...?"

But a couple of moments later, Juliet, who asked this question, found out the reason.

The old man, who got up with the support of Juliet, and continued to stand still, holding her hand, had an alarmed expression on his face.

- Excuse me, young lady, could you lift my cane?

When Juliet looked around, she saw something black on the ground behind her.

.... A cane?

Juliet raised the cane and handed it to the old man at his request.

The standard black cane turned out to be heavier than she thought. Juliet was instantly surprised by her weight, but it didn't affect her face.

- Thank you.

As soon as the old man received his cane, he immediately let go of Juliet's hand, leaning on it.

Although this was barely noticeable, Juliet still saw that the old man was waping his left leg when he stepped back from it.

Juliet, who watched him for a while, soon looked away, feeling a slight awkwardness.