14 Party and conflict

"So Getrar, it seems to me that you were the person who completed the mission we commissioned the Dorwen City Guild a while ago, am I correct?" Hilarius said to Getrar in a solemn tone.

"You are right, it was I who completed your request, although I have not yet gone to collect the guild reward, hahahaha," Getrar said cheerfully to Hilarius.

"That's right, Getrar, I thank you personally for what you have done for us, we have all suffered losses, both from loved ones and financially, we have lost granddaughters, grandchildren, daughters, sons, sisters, brothers, cousins, aunts, uncles, mothers , parents, wives, husbands, grandmothers and grandfathers, without exception, we have cried many times impotent before the power of the beast, and as for the economic part, we have suffered some famines, and therefore some of the babies and the elderly died And now that we are safe, we are eternally grateful and we want to offer you a party of thanks before your departure, "He said to Getrar, grateful from the bottom of his heart.

Getrar was surprised, he never thought that what he had done was so important, he had no idea of the burden and suffering these people were carrying, faces full of gratitude and joy were seen everywhere.

'I am really surprised, as I can see, it would be horrible for me to reject their request, I suppose they want to thank me with everything they have, I will act in the best possible way with them' Thought Getrar resolutely inside.

"Very well, I gladly accept the party of thanks, but it is not necessary that they do too much, the intention is what counts, in addition, there is also a reward from the guild," Getrar told everyone amicably.

"Yes, we all understand that, so don't worry about a thing and enjoy the party we have for you" everyone told Getrar.

"Then I won't hold back hahaha" Getrar told them with a smile all over his face.

Everyone laughed after Getrar, giving a very refreshing and happy atmosphere around the whole town.

The preparations for the party began, which would be that night, like a farewell dinner included, it will be a meal that would even have medicinal herbs in the meals, they would use everything they had to make a great party.

As they prepared her, what Getrar feared happened, questions began about her fight against the giant exile, most of them young teens, who wanted to be adventurers in the future.

'It seems I was too naive to think that doing everything possible to avoid the subject would forget that' Getrar sighed.

He told them about the fight, not in detail, as it would be too strenuous and troublesome, he also included some unforeseen events to make the fight a little more interesting, but without going too far, to make it credible.

As he promised himself to be good to these people, he did not lose patience, since if they had been other people he would not have given them an explanation of what happened, and, depending on the person, since Getrar was not Holy, but he was not a bad person either, so he would not be complacent with the one who did not deserve him and would give him his corresponding punishment if they bothered him, and he would be good with people who treated him well, it could be said that he practiced the way of the eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth.

When the sun was already setting behind the mountains on the horizon, the townspeople called Getrar to start the celebration, everyone was very excited, including Getrar himself, who, although he was the main star, was not a very sociable who would enjoy these events.

Unfortunately, there is always someone jealous in the crowd, and this happened exactly with one of the Patriarch's brother's best friends, he was jealous because he liked to be the center of attention as he was talented in many things and also had a good appearance.

Despite being a farmer, he maintained a refined figure with defined muscles, his scales were a deep, opaque yellow, like mustard, and they lightened as they covered his abdomen.

Their scales were rhombic and juxtaposed, that is, without free edges, since all of them are face to face with their proximal scales.

Its tail was short, they barely reached the ground and it was not very thick.

His face was smooth, and one of his scales was orange that protruded from the rest on his left cheek, his eyes were green that matched his scales, and his pupil was vertical and narrow, like that of a snake, and he looked intimidating.

His other characteristics were generic, his body was well balanced, but he didn't have an air that emanated strong masculinity.

Most women liked strong men, since they could defend them in any situation, if she were not stronger, since there were not only strong men in the world, but there were also Emperatrices in the world.

He didn't like being overshadowed, but what he disliked the most was that a girl he liked seemed to have fallen in love with the stranger, which he considered extremely unacceptable and irritating.

He wanted to annoy Getrar and cause him as much trouble as he could for that.

While everyone was enjoying the party, the guy mentioned above was planning how to cause trouble for Getrar, he had a dark face, he was completely different from the cheerful faces of everyone else, but without realizing it, Getrar realized this.

This person's name was Laus, first, he thought of taunting him as they celebrated, making some sarcastic or provocative remarks to see if he caught the hook.

What he didn't know was that if Getrar did catch the hook, it was primarily on purpose as he tended to notice malicious intent and hated being run over, so he would put him in his place even if it led to insulting someone superior.

He thought of teasing him after the celebration ended, even until the end of the day if necessary.

In the middle of the party someone said, "so you were the person who defeated the exile, but you almost died, really pitiful".

Many people were shocked and looked at the person who said it, and when they saw her, they did not scold him out loud, but looked at him in disagreement.

They all knew that this person was the Patriarch's brother's best friend and that it was not good for them to insult him.

Getrar said nothing this time, but he would not give him a second chance if he continued to tease him, he was not a saint, so he had to prepare for the consequences.

The person who spoke was his best friend, who asked him why he had said something so out of place, and it was logical that he was injured after that combat.

The person who spoke was his best friend "Why did you say something so out of place, Laus? And it was logical that he would get hurt after that fight." I speak to him in a reproving tone.

"I say this because the facts are shown, if we had not rescued him in time, he would have died in the meadow as someone without a name, but here he is celebrating and also thinking of seeking the reward after all this, completely shameless" Laus insisted on annoying to Getrar.

At this point, many had their mouths wide open in shock.

Getrar narrowed his eyes at Laus, clearly disgusted by his actions.

Getrar spoke irritated "A trash like you is criticizing me, what right do you have, I risk my life daily for missions like this, if I had died, it would be like this, if I hadn't died, then it would be that way"

Then he scoffed "Besides, I'm sure a scum like you couldn't even face it, maybe you would die of fear."

Getrar continued, "and this that is happening is not something that I asked for, it is something that they gave me of their own free will, and the guild gives missions with the appropriate rewards for the difficulty and it is obligatory that they do it, no adventurer will do anything that risks your life without benefit, so there is nothing shameless in my actions, you are a really stupid and ignorant person".

"Finally, if you keep pissing me off, I'll hit you so badly that even your parents won't recognize your face, I think I'm being clear enough" Getrar said with a withering and completely dominant tone.

Then there was a slight silence, some shuddered at his words, others admired him for his courage to face the Patriarch's brother's best friend without even thinking about the consequences, some ladies looked at him with bright eyes and flushed cheeks, for that dominant tone and masculine.

The one in the worst situation was Laus, he began to tremble and sweat coldly, then he was silent and said nothing more, he was afraid of being hurt, he was afraid of pain and he knew that Getrar could do what he said.