Chapter 25 - The Capital

"Ey, Lisa. Give me a hand here and pull me out!" Marc needed assistance to get out out of the thick bush he dove right into, and he knew Rofta would let him be so he called for Lisa instead.

"Yes, of course. I'm coming." Lisa replied back from where she took cover from and went to the bush Marc's trapped in. She pulled his thighs but then she realized that the only thing that she freed was Marc jr. Because she just pulled his shorts off and can see his butt on full display yet again.

"Did you just pull my shorts off? I never took you as a pervert. Kyaah~" Marc said and screamed like a girl on purpose.

"I, I, I didn't do it on purpose! And I'm not a pervert!!!" After stammering she tried to defend herself while taking small glimpses at Marc's little white butt, sometimes she occasionally hides behind his shorts that she's holding out of embarrassment.

"And I always SOMEHOW find myself in the ladies' bath. I don't do it on purpose. I swear to Morgan Freeman (God)." Said Marc sarcastically, making Lisa get dark lines on her forehead.

"Hmph" Lisa didn't like the sound of Marc peeking at other girls so she just walked away with his shorts and without helping him out.

Marc could hear her footsteps getting further away and panicked a little. "Ey, I didn't mean what I just said, so please be a good girl and help me out!" But she just proceeded walking away not falling for his words.

While this happened, Rofta was taking a nap and missing the reverse lucky leecher moment.

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After resting and Marc got out of the bush with scratches all over his torso and face.

Rofta had wondered for a while why Marc likes to ride on animals so much. He always speaks of riding a dragon one day. "Marc. Why are you always so eager to ride animals so much?"

"Sigh, it's because you are such a noob Rofta. You haven't tried being addicted to play World of Warcraft. I once had the title of The Ride-On King because I had every single mount in the game. You have never felt the joy of finally getting the mount you have been farming over and over for months…" Marc explained but Rofta felt his head hurting again after listening to it. He couldn't understand a thing he just said.

"Whatever, I shouldn't have asked….Let's just proceed to the capital" Rofta didn't even want to question him further and just gave up before climbing on a giant rabbit. Lisa already mounted another rabbit and was ready to go.

Marc's real goal was to lead just a few rabbits in this direction so they could catch one each and ride on it to the capital. It would take a month to walk all the way from Maquarry City and Marc didn't want to spend that long. But who would have thought that the rabbit Marc choose to ride on was the leader, and the pack follows it around everywhere?

"Sure," replied Marc and wanted to mount the same rabbit again, but he was stopped by Lisa's words.

"You can't ride that one to the capital!" Lisa said making Marc stop his actions.

"And why is that?" Marc really wanted to ride the biggest and strongest rabbit.

"Forrest Fou's will always follow the leader around. And you riding the leader would make the rest of over 40 rabbits follow. You have to pick another one or you will bring chaos to the small villages we will go through." Lisa revealed the name of this particular species of rabbit and explained some of their behavior.

Marc thought of going around the villages instead while riding the Forrest Fou leader but threw the idea away as it would just contradict his plan of going to the capital as fast as possible.

"…Okay…" Marc petted the big Forrest Fou leader and said goodbye before mounting another Forrest Fou. He felt kind of empty sitting on a smaller one.

Then they continued their journey on their new mounts with a breakneck speed that could leave a normal horse in the dust. Marc's mood was not good the first 10 minutes, but that changed fast when Rofta's rabbit threw him off.

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After a little week of traveling, they finally managed to spot the wall surrounding the capital of Fiore, Crocus., with a big magnificent castle in the middle of the city. They stood on a typical fantasy setting cliff and looked at the city in the distance.

"So when will the Titans break the wall?" Marc couldn't help thinking.

"Let's go, let's go!" Marc was getting impatient and wanted to enter the city straight away. Rofta and Lisa had no problems and just followed behind him to the South Gate of the city where people typically have to wait in line and pay a few Jewels to enter if you aren't living here. Marc was about to pull a stunt to jump in line again, but Lisa said something that sounded like an angel removing all his evil thoughts. "Wait here, I can get us into the city without paying." Lisa was the guild master here and of course, had special privileges she can use like getting people exempted from waiting in line. After saying that she walked away somewhere to speak with someone.

As Marc and Rofta waited for the good news, a commotion started in front of them.

"Get away from me you filthy commoners. You might make me sick and share your filthiness with me!!" Some ugly dude in expensive-looking clothes and 8 guards with armor behind him yelled with full of contempt. Sometimes his guards kicked some people out of the way to please him.

When the ugly dude and his guards reached Marc and Rofta and saw they didn't move away, he yelled "Preposterous, why are you filthy commoners standing where I'm supposed to go? Move away!"

"Just go around you idiot…" Marc said without any reservation, making the said idiot stagger backward out of shock.

He pointed his finger at Marc before saying "You! Don't you know who I am? Compared to you, you don't even amount to my shoe!"

"No idea, but you look like a clown!" Marc said, and Rofta couldn't help nodding beside him.

When the man saw how they looked down on him, his anger took over and ordered "Guards kill them!!" And the guards immediately unsheathed their swords and attacked.

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Less than two minutes later, the 8 guards laid unconscious on the ground and the arrogant man was shaking in his boots. "How dare you go against a Baron like me? This is treason! You and your whole family will be executed!"

Marc and Rofta looked at each other with furrowed eyebrows after hearing that, before they both nodded to each other and looked at the Baron. Then they raised their fists and pulled it back, before both punched him in the face, sending him spinning in the air while blood flowed from his nose and teeth flew out of his mouth.

The Baron landed with a bang on the ground, obviously unconscious. Marc and Rofta didn't even look in his direction anymore because they wanted to remove this idiot Baron's blood from their fists.

Nobody around dared to say anything, but in the distance, a new commotion started.

"!? Carlos? Who did this to my son?. I will execute all of you if you don't speak up this instant!!" A little white-haired old man followed by 50 guards threatened with executing more than 300+ people after finding his beaten son. And it worked because everybody began pointing at Marc and Rofta, making the old man furious.

"So you are the culprits who did this to my son?" The old man was so mad that he looked like a pig with long silver hair, making Marc giggle at the sight before he explained "No, your son and his guards just fell over a rock."

"Enough, you just committed treason and lied to a Viscount's face. I hereby sentence you to death. Execute them!" The newly joined Viscount is almost doing the exact same thing as his son. Like father like son...

But this time Marc and Rofta might be in a little trouble because they could feel people with Magic Power between the 50 guards that followed the Viscount.

But before anyone could attack everybody except Marc and Rofta felt terrible pressure on them. Even the commoners around felt it, although less than the Viscount and his guards.

"What do you think you are doing Viscount Charley?" It was Lisa who spoke while releasing her Magic Power upon people. A golden radiance glowed around her making her look like a goddess in Marc and Rofta's eyes, but to everybody else, they trembled at the sight of the angry woman they know and would go kilometers around as to not bump into her.

"L—l-l-l-lady Heartfilia?" Viscount Charley managed to say after great difficulty.

"I asked you a question!! What do you think you are doing?" Lisa didn't stop pressuring people at all, instead, she intensified it a little.

"T-these two assaulted my son. So I was just punishing them…" Viscount Charley explained while pointing at Marc and Rofta.

Lisa saw where he pointed and it made her even angrier as she saw him pointing at Marc, Rofta didn't really matter to her. "You bunch of rubbish of a father and son. I know how your trash son behaves normally, and I would bet my position as the guild master on that your son was at fault here. And even if he wasn't…I wouldn't give a damn if he messes with scum like you two!! Get the fuck out of my sight!" Lisa's personality fully showed, and she held nothing back. The black sheep of the Heartfilia family said before she heel-kicked him under the jaw sending him crashing in the direction of his son. He landed face-first in his son's groins, making him wake up screaming before falling unconscious shortly after again.

"Let's go, we can go into the city now." After solving all problems she told Marc and Rofta to follow her, so they can skip the line into the city.

Marc gave her a thumbs-up, and Rofta just smiled a little in happiness, making him look like a pirate with weird purple lipstick.

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(A/N: Next time on Dragon Ball Z, the duo will join the Adventurer's Guild…)

(A/N: Instead of creating a Pa.tron I'm making a website where you can read unreleased chapters for free in the future. Don't you worry though because I will still release chapters here on Webnovel. See ya'"

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