Commanding Wind and Cloud Chapter 202: Anger, Servant, Showing off

Chapter 202: Anger, Servant, Showing off

Translator: Udong Editor: EbonyFrost/Udong

"You…" Rayen squared his shoulder and clenched his fists tight, stirring his blue veins to pop up. He casted an atrocious look, and two warriors hurriedly pulled his arms several times.

Rayen’s chest heaved fiercely for a little while, and then the atrocious look faded from his face. It was after all irrational to get impetuous in front of the bloodline warriors, especially these three warriors who had just stretched their limbs in the battlefield. Even if he was s.h.i.+elded by two guards, he might not be guaranteed a victory in a face-to-face fight with the three guys.

Though the law of the Zence Empire stipulated that everyone was equal, in fact, the bloodline warriors were privileged in many aspects, which had been acquiesced by not only the humans in the Zence Empire but also the Demon Species.

When a bloodline warrior was charged with murder, the harshest punishment would be a sentence of exile to the battlefield between the humans and the Demons. If a bloodline warrior who had just ruthlessly finished off another’s life was suddenly incited…

Rayen wore a sneer around his corner, crossed his arms in front of his chest, and looked down at Duren Burg who was squatting by Sung Xeon. He wondered what kind of medicine could there be kept in the shabby bottle.

Qian Jin shook his head and laughed lightly, as he was recalling that he had made some ointment for healing blade-incurred wounds several days ago. As a warrior, one might get hurt at any time, making it necessary to prepare more ointments for him. However, the bandits in Ruins didn’t pay attention to these bottles at all.

To these bandits, the bottles could only be divided into two categories: those of use and those that were useless. Since they showed no concern for the values of the bottles, they couldn’t tell the expensiveness of the bottles, and even if they ran into some valuable bottles, they would sell them off immediately.

Fanta Kunge had a glance at Rayen, shook his head as Qian Jin did, and sneered, "Idiots."

"Idiots?" Rayen glared at Fanta Kunge. He was cursed by his father as an idiot since his childhood, but no one else dared do so in the face of him. How dare this ordinary Demon Fighter speak like that? He was undoubtedly courting death!

The two guards could sense the hazardously cold intent of Cech Flet. Even if he was only a Level 2 Demon Fighter, he left people with a devastatingly dangerous impression.

These two guards even felt that in the case of a fight, this Level 2 Demon Fighter alone was capable of winning the game before the bloodline warrior was called upon to join the fight.

A Level 2 Demon Fighter? The two guards looked into each other in surprise, feeling puzzled by their fear toward this Level 2 Demon Fighter. They themselves were Level 4 Demon Fighters!

Rayen felt that his hands were pulled down again by his retinues, so he glared at them harshly while cursing them as "stupid a.s.sholes"! My father sent you to protect me and stand out for me in emergencies! But you just behaved as cravens when encountered with troubles!

"Hehe, show me what the marvelous potion for blade-incurred wounds is." Rayen walked to Duren Burg with a sneer on his face and locked his eyes on the slowly pulled wood cover on the top of the bottle.

A pungent bitter smell came from the bottle, and Rayen’s sneer turned into a blatantly sarcastic laugh. As it was a common knowledge that the more precious the medicine was, the more fragrant it would smell.

Sung Yuna and Sung Kelly looked at Rayen hesitantly, as everybody was clear what he was attempting to do. If possible, the two girls would immediately kill him, but for the sake of their father…

"Hiss…"Sung Xeon exhaled a cold chill and replaced the embarra.s.sment in his eyes with surprise. He turned to the strip of his clothes, where the strange-looking brown ointment was smeared at his wound.

Coolly Refres.h.i.+ng! The biting pains of his wound were largely alleviated! Regardless of its efficacy for healing blade-incurred wounds, the ointment was outstanding at relieving pain.

"How are you feeling Father?."

The two girls turned to Sung Xeon caringly. Not knowing what to do, they silently looked at their father, with tearing welling up from their eyes.

"Relieved…I’m feeling so relieved." Sung Xeon looked at Duren Burg confusedly, "Dear bloodline warrior, what’s this?"

"Oh, nothing." Duren Burg placed the ointment on Sung Kelly’s palm smilingly, "A bottle of Level 5 Ointment for blade-incurred wounds. It has the perfect effect of stopping pains, though its overall efficacy is not that satisfying."

Level 5? Sung Kelly couldn’t help trembling her hands. Rayen also opened his eyes wider and stared at the bottle placed in Sung Kelly’s palm, feeling unbelievable that this pungent ointment contained in such a shabby porcelain bottle was a Level 5 Ointment.

"How come?" Rayen yelled out in a low voice unconsciously, as he couldn’t believe that it could be a Level 5 Ointment! It wasn’t like a bunch of vegetables that could be easily purchased in the market with several coins.

"Why would I cheat you?" Duren Burg squinted at Rayen, "If you don’t believe so, you can take out your ointment and smear some of yours on Uncle Song’s wound, to see which functions better."

"You…"

"What? Are you afraid of taking out your ointment? Is it a fake one?" Duren Burg scratched his head and looked at Rayen aggressively.

Qian Jin kept shaking his head. As there were few medicinal herbs in the Ruins and limited ingredients in Grandma Medi’s inventory, he could only make a Level 5 Ointment for blade-incurred wounds which was not of paramount quality. However, Duren Burg just used it for bragging. Qian Jin couldn’t figure out how much of a show-off Duren would be if he was given some Level 7 Ointments.

Rayen wore a sullen face, took out the Level 4 Ointment for blade-incurred wounds and smeared it on the other scar of Sung Xeon’s shoulder. Then he waited for Sung Xeon’s reaction.

For a short while, Sung Xeon felt the differences of these two ointments in silence and then he looked at Rayen and said, "Childe Ray, your ointment is not as effective as this bloodline warrior’s."

What?

The two guards, who showed no concern to this at first, lifted their eyebrows at the same time. The Level 4 Ointment held by Rayen was the top ointment among all the level 4 ointments for healing blade-incurred wounds, given that it was made by [Reborn Pharmacy Shop], one of the eight powers’ potion union in Yulee State.

This ointment was made by Rayen’s second eldest uncle. Raycot, a pharmacist of [Reborn Pharmacy Shop]! The closefisted Raycot was after all, not mean to his nephew.

Seeing the facial expression of their father, Sung Yuna andSung Kelly immediately made a devout 90-degree bow at Duren Burg.

"You don’t need to treat me like that." Duren Burg looked at Sung Xeon smilingly, "Are you going back to the Zence Empire? If so, what about joining us?"

Standing far, Qian Jin couldn’t help chuckling, as Duren Burg had eventually confessed his purpose of gathering a group after beating around the bush for long.

The order for arrest released by the Dark Group said clearly that they were in search of four people. Though the fighting site was made broken by them on their departure, the inspectors of the Dark Group still found out that there were in all four people partic.i.p.ating in the fight the other day.

It was easy for others to a.s.sociate a group of four with the order for arrest by the Dark Group in the desolate frontier.

The bandit groups had no notions for nationalities, in whose point of view, robbing the Demons, the Barbarians and the Zence Empire was of no difference as long as they could profit a lot from such a deed! The remuneration given by the Dark Group was enviable, which not only included gold coins but also fine magic metals and warrior weapons.

Such a huge profit was appealing not only to the bandit groups. Qian Jin sometimes also felt tempted to sell himself out for that prodigious fortune.

"Come back to the Zence Empire?" Sung Xeon looked at Rayen, and replied Duren Burg in a low voice, "The task handed to me is safeguarding my Childe to the Demons to seek business opportunities…"

"Safeguarding?" Duren Burg couldn’t help laughing out loud."

Sung Xeon nodded his head bitterly and uttered a light sigh, "I have no other choice. It was made clear when the mission was handed to me that I would have to compensate young master Rayen one thousand gold coins if I failed."

Rayen looked at Sung Xeon in silence, as his aim for this trip was to ingratiate the twin sisters. On what ground could he refuse so? As for the compensation? Sung Xeon was unable to pay one thousand gold coins!

"One thousand gold coins?" Duren Burg shrugged his shoulders and looked at Qian Jin, "Hi, my comrade, please lend me ten gold bars."

Lending gold bars? Rayen’s heartbeat suddenly because ten gold bars equaled to one thousand gold coins! He didn’t believe that there was someone who was willing to lend one thousand gold coins to a person he had just known! All he got from his families every year was roughly one thousand gold coins if not less. But someone else was willing to lend another ten gold bars?

Qian Jin walked to the horse and took out ten gold bars from his warrior dimension. It was much nicer a deal to exchange ten gold bars for safety on the frontier than being found by the bandit groups or the Dark Group. Even the Official Forces dared not casually show up in the frontier to besiege the bandit groups, as a consequence of the fear of the Demons and the bandit groups.

Four people’s power wasn't enough to break through the siege of bandit groups of large numbers. Besides, the leaders of the bandit groups were said to be as powerful as the generals of the Official Forces.

Ten gold bars! Sung Xeon looked at the gold bars reflecting glistening sunlight with a blank face, and touched it lightly with his hands to feel its texture.

Sung Yuna and Sung Kelly opened wide their pretty eyes and stared at the ten gold bars blankly! Ten gold bars!

"Hum…"Rayen crossed his arms over his breast and replaced the former hollow look with an insidious one, "Warrior Song, don’t get dizzy by the gold bars. How could there be someone so generous in this world? How could he grant you Level 5 Ointment for blade-incurred wounds as well as ten gold bars? You need to be cautious of others intentions! Who knows what conspiracy he has designed in doing so."

A light flashed through Sung Xeon and his daughters’ eyes, mingled with puzzlement and vigilance. They stared at Duren Burg, thinking that such presents as ten gold bars and Level 5 Ointment for blade-incurred wounds were way too expensive.

"Yo, you’ve got the point this time as I have a purpose for doing that, which I don’t need to hide away." Duren Burg lifted his fingers and pointed at Qian Jin who was standing afar, "I and my buddy instantly fell in love with these two beautiful girls at the first sight. That’s why we helped them finish off the molesting bandits, and offered them ointment and gold bars."

Qian Jin came to Duren Burg mechanically in the gaze of the crowd, longing for kicking this guy who always talked nonsense away. However, he was clear that their pressing task was leaving the frontier in the safest way.

"Of course, you don’t need to feel burdened for these staffs we give you." Qian Jin laid his arms on Duren Burg’s shoulder and pressed down hard, which made Duren grimace and say in a low voice, "Buddy, you are so staunch."

"If you dare talk bulls.h.i.+t again, I will beat you to death." Qian Jin mumbled lightly and then raised his voice, "Love and help are two different things. We don’t aim to coerce you, nor do we want any written pledges."

Rayen fixed his peach-liked amorous eyes on Qian Jin venomously, as it was understandable for a bloodline to stand out for a beauty, but unthinkable for someone who was not a bloodline warrior nor a Demon Fighter to have done so. And he took out ten gold bars blatantly, which was obviously a deed of showing off. A genuine bloodline warrior wouldn’t dare behave so lofty without the support of his superior.

a.s.sorted ideas flashed in Rayen’s mind, which increased his loathing for Qian Jin and s.h.i.+fted his anger at Duren Burg into Qian Jin.

Sung Xeon’s two daughters paid a furtive look to Duren Burg. The bloodline warriors always were gathered around the elite, and obviously, these two Demon Fighters were apprentices of the Commanding Provision. So maybe this rich and young person was the one who would offer money to him in the future?

Having not seen Duren Burg nod his head, Sung Xeon and his two daughters didn’t dare take gold bars handed over by Qian Jin. They felt admirable toward Duren Burg, the bloodline warrior who had set up his own team at such a young age.

"Stop looking at me." Duren Burg glanced at Qian Jin several times, "As these gold bars belong to Qian Jin, he is the one who has the right to dispose of them."

Rayen looked at Duren Burg with a sneer on his face and warned himself that this young bloodline warrior was really cunning as he had in fact absorbed Qian Jin as his retinue but gave full respect for the latter in front of others. No wonder that he had taken in two young Demon Fighters and one rich guy as his backup power at such a young age. Consequently, in order to procure the two beauties with seductive long legs, Rayen realized that he had to break this small group of Demon Fighters apart little by little.

Rayen again looked Cech Flet and Fanta Kunge up and down and generated more envious feeling, as reflected from his sneering eyes. As a young Demon Fighter who had evolved from an ordinary warrior, these two had the potential of becoming powerful warriors overshadowing all other ordinary warriors without bloodline awakening power, provided that they succeeded in getting through warrior power cultivation in the future. How could such talents be procured by this bloodline warrior?

Sung Xeon’s eyes were twinkling with admiration. Given his vagabond experience for all those past years striving for life, he had seen a number of small groups like this, thus he could tell that in the days to come this bloodline might…

The two girls every now and then cast a look at Qian Jin and Duren Burg furtively, and this outspoken and direct deed was more acceptable than Rayen’s hypocritical behavior.

Amidst the strange look of the crowd, Qian Jin burst into a laughter and complained to Duren Burg in a low voice, "What the h.e.l.l! I am treated as your retinue and servant by these people."

Duren Burg smiled bitterly, as he himself couldn’t afford to hire a retinue such as Qian Jin. In terms of fighting, he wasn’t Qian Jin rival. In terms of killing, while he was severely hurt by Two Star, Qian Jin could not only finish off the Demon Warrior of Bulk Demon bloodline, but also boasted high proficiency in pharmaceutics, and was crowned with the t.i.tle of Forging Master.

Such a weirdo…Duren Burg shook his head repeatedly, thinking that it was only possible for him to serve Qian Jin.

"As warriors, we may all be in a lack of money sometimes." Qian Jin said lightly, "You can pay me back when your budget is not that tight in the future. As for the malicious intent, I am not cla.s.sified into that kind of person who only cares about their own survival while ignoring their peers when they were chased after by bandits."

With his white-colored face appearing green, Rayen glared at Qian Jin harshly. "How dare a retinue to a bloodline warrior talk like this? Even if it was inconvenient to attack the bloodline warrior, I could punch you at any time." Rayen thought to himself.

Sung Xeon flashed his daughter a look, and Sung Kelly walked to Rayen with the cloth bag of ten gold bars and said in a low voice, "Mr. Ray, as my father has been hurt, he couldn’t carry on with this mission. So according to the covenant we made that day, we shall compensate these gold bars."

Gazing at the ten gold bars lying in the cloth bag, Rayen couldn’t stop his eyes from convulsing. They were ten gold bars! However, if he took these gold bars, he would be overshadowed by the bloodline warrior. No way! By no means could he take these gold bars! If he did so, he would lose all his possibilities of winning these twin sisters.

"Hehe…"Rayen’s hands crossed over his chest shook slightly, "No need for that. Just use this money to cure your father’s wounds. We made that covenant for fear that you might regret halfway, but since your father has already got hurt, I won’t be that ruthless to cut off your ways to survival."

Catching sense of Rayen’s hostility, Qian Jin shook his head and uttered a sneer, thinking to himself that it was Duren Burg who irritated you, why do you vent your anger at me? I’m sorry! I never have the idea of getting myself wronged. If you want to get on the wrong side of me, you’d better get ready for being hospitalized!

"You’d better take them. The covenant must be followed, or it will be deemed as a disrespect for us warriors."

The corners of Rayen’s mouth cramped several times, and then he harshly glared at Qian Jin who dared speak again. How dare a retinue of a bloodline warrior to behave so aggressive? Is he asking for a beating?

Qian Jin waved his hand, and Fanta Kunge pulled the war horse he seized as a trophy, "The frontier is said to be in a total mess recently, so we’d better ride away from here. The smell of the blood is easy to attract not only the wolves but also other bandits."

Sung Xeon nodded his head and got on the horse with the help of his daughter.

Rayen uttered a dull sound, carried his s.h.i.+eld and seized the saddle, trying to get on the horse. And just then a spear twinkling with cold light was propped at his neck, with a short distance to his throat.

"You…"Rayen looked up to Duren Burg who was holding the spear, "What do you want to do?"

"Nothing." Duren Burg twisted his lips and looked at Qian Jin, "It’s just that I owe my comrade one thousand gold coins, thus the warhorses seized by me go to him. He hasn’t allowed you to ride the horse, so you can only walk on your feet."

"One thousand gold coins?" Rayen looked at Qian Jin and then turned to Duren Burg, with his beautiful brows narrowing to the center. Is this to say, Duren hasn’t taken in Qian Jin as his financial sponsor yet? If so…

Rayen smiled, with which his locked brows were released to both sides. As he was now in possession of one thousand gold coins, if he helped Duren to pay off his debt, he might be able to build up relations with this bloodline warrior. And by way of Family Ray’s influence, he might also be able to absorb this bloodline warrior as his retinue.

Incorporating a bloodline warrior into his retinue! A victorious smile crawled onto Rayen’s face out of consciousness, "I happen to have one thousand gold coins, and I’d better…"