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Chapter 479: New Beginning

Translator: imperfectluck Editor: Kurisu

"At the start of this year, changes that I really couldn't understand happened every day Yesterday, I heard that Salah Kingdo to increase Today, I heard that druids invented a new kind of crop Food prices plu town to bring back a cart of food Before the food could even reach the warehouse, it was all sold off"

Behind the counter, Old Man Barton iping dishes whilst co, to the point where this old veteran couldn't understand it

It was nightfall and it poured outside The raindrops pitter-pattered upon the woodenfran to sway constantly Inside, the pale yellow light froe The Half-Elf bards were quietly chanting the new battle poem from the remote lands as the adventurers listened intently

Not only did this terrible weather thwart their plans to go out, it put them in no mood to make a ruckus as usual Instead, they war toGwent, which was considerably the ent form of relaxation as it was

"Ha! Old Barton, don't take it to heart, but if you can't afford the et it They now sell the y coins everykerosene laht? Don't tell ive it all to Katerina's future husband?

Katerina was a server at this bar as well as the owner's precious adopted daughter She was also a person ould easily cause many incidents around her

If other people spoke like that in front of Old Barton, then he would have used affiro This old man still had some bite left in him!

But in that very moment, the person who loudly joked around was an old veteran hite eyebroings embossed on their silver crest This was the crest of silver emblem mercenary; a crest awarded only to brave soldiers who contributed greatly to the country at war, a crest which identified an ace mercenary In a small town like this, it clearly seeical pike lay casually on the counter The brave soldier, ore the latest edition "Explorer X4" on his raised wrist, enjoyed his drink By his waist, there were also several latest edition y barrels This was the standard issue equipest mercenary of the peaceful town of Anton, and the reason why he was able to joke around with Old Barton without angering the vet and getting kicked out The two of them used to be coineers and s? Especially the goblins!"

"Hey hey hey!! No way! You still reineer? They sold you a, errrr, errr…"

"Mechanical alarm clock!"

"Yeah! Yeah, it was a mechanical alarm clock Mhm, I also remember that naain?"

"Safe… Beyar Brothers' Safety Brand alarm clock"

As Old Barton recalled each and every word of its name, he also remembered the inventor's name He seemed evidently filled with hate to have remembered it so unusually clearly

"Pft! I also re for almost half an hour that day We were all woken up, and you were still drooling whilst hugging your pillow, saying "five more minutes" Then Pftttt!"

He looked at boss Barton's pale white face and the red-haired bartender eavesdropping by pretending to wipe down tables Then, Old Winston took into consideration that it was the only bar in tohich served heavy-weight dwarven drinkers and decided to give his old coht, so old baldy crushed the plate hiht back to what happened the next hed so hard, he sprawled right out on the table

A warning went off in the final , which Old Barton all of a sudden reoblin

"Okay, so you don't want to get up and you actually look down on the Safety Brand alaroblin products I, the alar to explode! Fifty, forty-nine…"

When it started counting down froh He thought about the goblin's reputation, and figured that though it said it would blow up and form a ditch, it definitely won't be just one ditch At most, it would blow up and form a dozen ditches, or, rumor had it, a bloody ravine Without hesitation, the old veteran got out of bed immediately, then pressed the stop button on the alarm clock Just then…

"Forty-two, forty-one"

Clearly, that wasn't the button to disarm the clock bomb After Old Barton completely checked the clock, he couldn't find a second button to press

"Three, two"

With no other option, all Old Barton could do was painfully throw out the "crappy toy he spent a month's salary on" that turned into a bomb By the time the countdown ended, what ca

"Ha! You fell for it, didn't ya? You're finally up, aren't ya? Don't listen to those rumors Our Safety Brand is sturdy and reliable We stopped ht It'd be fine if that was the end of it, but having been messed with like that, he couldn't sleep anyed to adet the job done

Just as he took the clock back, he noticed that there was a small crack which concealed a hidden button

"Ha! You actually dared to snoop on the Beyar Brothers' business secrets? Taste the wrath of goblins!"

Barton still reh-pitched shriek which was cos of misfortune had already covered the top of his head

Grumble

Okay, this familiar scene needed no description The explosion wasn't enormous and Old Barton wasn't that weak, but because the explosion went off right in front of hi a few strands of hair and his eyebrows in the blast

Then, he angrily ran over to question those "green reeted by a goblin contract specialist, then "discussed the matter rather kindly and cordially"

As a result, the specialist brought up a ton of hidden no-liability clauses in the sales contract to confuse Barton, and then randomly turned the tables with "breach of contract fees" and "penalty fees for snooping on business secrets" In the end, the ht about it, the more he shouldn't have knocked on the door, as he was randorowth products

"Pft! Not to rowth products were really effective"

Crash!

This was oldwhether to settle the bill with his oldafter the incident, when he becahed just as happily as he did now In fact, he even dragged other utan

O-kay It was no wonder Barton bitterly hated goblin products so ht it'd be fun to buy a new toy, he didn't get corow out, but he looked too frightening In the end, he spenthair re into a ditch

He, the "Unyielding Stone Hammer", eventually retired early It wasn't clear if he really was old and feeble like he said or if he couldn't take the brothers' teasing and other people's strange looks After all, not everyone could keep cool whilst looking at a face as clean as a chicken egg People would randole tiether any hair re out? Pft! It can't be fake eyebrows Those can't be goblin products again, right? Coht This tiht fro lethal weapon which made the blabbermouth silver crest mercenaries scatter all around the bar

In contrast, the bar regulars were already used to the daily claed the bard to change the song to one with a faster melody

Only adventurers and mercenaries, or old drunkards who couldn't be saved fro, would stay in a tavern instead of a war crappy weather like this

But it was a shame, the boss didn't win by a landslide like he used to This ti them around for over a dozen circles Then, he pensively looked at a coeezer? You've finally achieved the border of Legend rank?"