Lord of the Truth

Four months after Robin's return to Jura City-- In a restaurant somewhere in the middle of the Ancestral Continent

*Siiiiip*

"Hehe... Heh~ looks like this is the last drink I'll ever have in this life." A middle-aged man spoke and lowered the cup from his lips, even after the loud drinking noise he made, the cup looked still full, it felt as if he was drinking one drop each time he lifts it.

"The last drink? Do you want to commit suicide or what? well, you do look miserable, please go ahead!" The bartender replied indifferently as he cleaned a few cups in front of him.

*Sip*

"Hehehe you cruel bastard I come here to drink every day, at least fake some interest in my wellbeing!"

"Why should I care if you won't be drinking again? just finish your cup and get lost already." The bartender spoke, raising his eyebrows

The drunk man hit the cup on the table, "Just ask me why I'm saying that already!! I promise it will be good, one of the two reasons has something to do with you.." But then he regretted that hit as a few drops of his drink spilled on the table, and he started licking it like a mad man

"Tsk~ Well, why would this be your last drink, Your HiGhNeSs?" the bartender said sarcastically, he really didn't care if this man live or die

"Heyyy~" That drunk man let out a long sigh and tears filled his eyes, "The Future Knights gang burned my house two days ago because I didn't have the money to pay the *protection tax*, my three sons and two daughters were burned to death inside the house, while my wife received severe burns, I just left her next to the house unable to breath, she is in a fight between life and death right now, well, she might already dead by now..."

The bartender laughed out loud, "You idiot, who would mess with the Future Knights gang? You should have starved your family and given them what they wanted, instead, you came here everyday to spend your money here on wine! Anyway... Congratulations! Now you have more money to drink and pay your taxes haha."

The drunk man put the cup on the table and shook his head, "Hehe.. you really are a cruel bastard... But you know the answer to what you said already, if it wasn't for that wine I wouldn't have been able to stop myself from committing suicide all that time, only when I'm drunk I can somehow convince myself to go out and earn a living... being alive in this miserable world has no taste or color except with wine!

Of course you know this quite well, Everyone in these lands comes here to spend whatever they got to take a taste of your wine as you are literally the only restaurant owner around, because your relatives in the Future Knights gang are protecting your restaurant and financing your activities, this is understandable... Anyways, it is okay, after today there will be no gang to pay for and no place to drink in."

The bartender stopped wiping the cups and looked at the drunk man with a serious look, "Looks like you drank too much today, you can get lost now."

"Haha, don't you believe me?" The drunk laughed out loud, "You remember a boy named Pierce?"

"Pierce? Pierce... Pierce..." The bartender furrowed his eyebrows, muttered, and then suddenly opened his eyes, "The boy who escaped the Great Holocaust in the south of the city a year ago?"

"Yes, Piers Morgan, the only male left of the Morgan noble family, after the red demons killed everyone at level 11 or higher, gangs, especially the gang now known as the Future Knights, attacked the Morgan family, and turned everyone into ashes except for the kid Pierce who managed to escape with the help of his elders, every single member of the Future Knights gang has been looking for him since then, I believe...?"

"I know all this, he may have died in an alley somewhere by now, why did you mention him?" The discomfort was clearly visible in the bartender's eyes

"Because this morning I saw him heading towards the den of the Future Knights gang, with sparks of anger spouting from his eyes…" said the drunkard, as if trying to stifle his laughter.

The bartender became even more annoyed, "So what? Perhaps he had had enough of life and wants someone to end his misery."

"I don't think, His aura was clearly indicating that he entered the Knighthood realm!! Hahahahaha"

The cup fell from the bartender's hand, "No... Impossible!! there is a ban on entering the Knighthood realm!!"

"You can't be that stupid, are you? Don't you remember what happened to his family in front of his eyes? Do you think he cares what happens to them after he gets his revenge? isn't this the same reason your cousins were madly looking for him? Hahahaha, today is the end of the Future Knights gang, and so is your restaurant, Did you now know why I wouldn't be able to drink again? because there will be nowhere to drink! HAHAHA" The drunk middle-aged man started laughing hysterically

The bartender opened his eyes to the last of them upon hearing this and took a step back, "This is bad…" Then he walked towards the door of a tightly closed room next to him, unlocked it and entered quickly, and then closed the door behind him

That gang was indeed what kept this place running as the last restaurant still operating in the entire city...

They robbed, killed, and looted in order to finance this restaurant and make it their front to sell their edible resources, and not for gold and silver coins, of course.

This type of currency disappeared with the disappearance of the ruling regimes, now everyone has returned to dealing with the exchange system!

Most of those in the restaurant would go around the city and the neighboring cities to search the corpses and palaces of the nobles to find anything of value.. any treasure or a good weapon.

Or maybe they go hunting in the forests full of beasts, defying the danger of death, to finally exchange some meat for wine and fruits...

Those who are able to do these things are considered the middle class in the modern world, As for those who are not able to travel and search and do not know the art of hunting are destined to starve to death in the streets...

This restaurant as much as it was their only source of wine, variables, and fruits is also a simple for the aggression the Future Knight gang has been doing to them

If the gang fell, this place will definitely be next!

"Hehehe.." The drunk chuckled when he saw this, then raised the glass of wine and drank what was left in it at once.

And with a *CRAAACK*

The drunk broke the cup in his hand, then went towards that room, pushed the door, and entered behind the bartender, and after one second the first scream came from inside...

"ARRGHHHHH!! YOU... you want to kill me?!"

"Haha, your restaurant will be destroyed anyway, give me what you have first!!"

"AAAHHHH, I'm going to take you to hell with me!!!"

After another minute...

The bartender came out of the room, hugging treasures of all strange shapes and colors and daggers made of precious stones, and some bread and meat.

Unfortunately, he hardly took a few steps before falling on his face, and life had left his eyes...

But life came to the eyes of those present in the restaurant!

Everyone was minding his own business until they heard the scream, they saw everything after that but fear to make a move as long as the bartender was still alive

But as soon as they knew he was surly dead, many of them got up and attacked the body of the bartender and took what he was carrying, and others entered that room to loot the rest

And just like that, a massive massacre began out of nowhere...

Only one person sitting in a corner by the door, with a bushy beard and untrimmed hair, seemed to care nothing about what was happening around him, just looking at the carnage going on in that little storeroom, and silently nibbling at the wild rabbit's thigh in his hand...