Resolution 

Shui saw the men in the area surrounding him and his group and clenched his fists, feeling cowed. He looked at his supervisor there and said. "Amir, what is going on? Will I really be questioned on account of a slave? That can't be! If this continues, I fear the day will come when this bastard will overthrow all of us servants!"

Amir had already expected such a comment coming from Shui and said. "Shui, Tenur showed me that you misappropriated store resources on his first day in Cusca. I wasn't sure then, but I decided to give him a vote of confidence because of what I had already seen him do.

But then he told me a plan to make you look like the corrupt you are.

Our companions counted 'every' item to be delivered today before leaving the local port. However, you counted a considerably smaller amount of resources, just as Tenur had predicted would happen."

The other four servants there smiled toward Shui, looking at this man who had fallen into Tenur's trap and demonstrated his treachery to Mero.

They had gone to enormous trouble counting every resource to be delivered earlier today. Still, now, seeing that man's failure, they couldn't help but smile in anticipation.

Shui heard that and became twice as nervous, looking at Tenur in hatred that this cursed man had come his way.

Amir continued. "You tried to buy resources to make up the output of items from the store, items which you did not pay for but stole from lord Mero."

"Nonsense!" Shui finally exclaimed something, turning his face completely red. "This damned slave is trying to harm me because he is vile and wishes chaos!

I was just doing my job as a servant, but he couldn't stand to work under the pressure of someone with more experience than him!"

"How much nonsense..." Tenur said. "The pressure you cause is less than the flies in the surroundings."

"What did you say, you damned slave?" Shui shouted angrily.

It was a tremendous lack of respect for a slave to speak like that to a servant, someone of higher rank.

"I think you heard me, traitor.

But anyway, senior Amir, if you check the bags these people carry, you will find items that I refused to sell to Shui." Tenur said to that servant, pushing aside the furious Shui.

Amir looked at the four and nodded, indicating for them to help him.

However, as they moved forward, the men beside Shui and the wagon they used to transport the bags with resources drew their weapons.

Each of them had some kind of weapon with them, machetes, scythes, and axes, items that were defective but capable of hurting and sending people to bed or seven feet under the ground.

Amir and the other servants immediately drew their weapons when they saw this, noting that these people must indeed be guilty.

"Shui, tell your men to put down their weapons, or you will all die without a chance to talk." One of the men in the transport group said, while standing in an offensive position, prepared to attack.

Shui broke into a cold sweat, not knowing what to say. If he ordered his men to put down their weapons, they would allow the enemies to find out about the stolen items, and they would still be unarmed. But if they continued in the fighting position, they would make these people start a battle, which could lead them to death.

Among all these people, Shui was the least physically able to fight and was afraid of dying quickly at the beginning of the confrontation.

"Guys, let's talk a little bit..." He was about to say to Nail's men.

But one of those men knew that they would be implicated in this anyway, and they would be punished with the evidence of their theft.

Instead of letting these people decide their fate, they would rather fight. So one of them said. "Shut up. We're not putting down our weapons!"

"I don't think we need any more evidence... They are clearly guilty." Tenur walked backward, moving away from these servants with the women there.

But most of the slaves there continued to surround that group of Shui's, interested in the bloodshed.

Several of them had already suffered at the hands of violent servants at some point in their lives. So when they were faced with a chance to watch and perhaps even participate in the murder of an individual of this origin, they were too interested in it to turn away from the danger.

Realizing that the situation could not be talked about, Amir was the first to move, making his weapon draw an arc through the surroundings, cutting toward the chest of one of the opponents.

His group was more numerous and had combat training, something few people with no connection to the nobility had in Noskain.

All the advantage in this battle was in their favor, and Amir would simply prefer to end the lives of these hindrances.

"If you don't want to talk, die!" He shouted, startling the individual whom he first attacked.

The other four servants saw this as a signal for the confrontation to begin, no longer waiting to resolve the conflict.

They jumped forward, attacking different people, with the weakest of the four going for Shui's neck.

Shui was not good at fighting and was still trying to avoid a fight. So when he was attacked by one of his old acquaintances, he paled, unable to do much to protect himself.

"Damn it!" He screamed as he saw that man's dagger heading toward his neck.

The others had no time to care about this middle-aged man, too concerned with their own lives to notice the plight of this servant of Mero.

At that moment, Tenur watched Shui being slaughtered by the tall, young servant of the transport group, who hit his target with a deep cut at the base of the neck.

Shui could hardly believe it when he realized he was wounded, feeling like the heavens were playing a mean trick on him. But, unfortunately, the reality was sometimes really bitter, and there wasn't much he could do about it.

He fell to his knees on the ground, with both hands trying to stop the bleeding from his neck.

To his misfortune, a cut like that would not be easily solved even in the cultivation world. In this situation, as he tasted blood, his eyes darkened, and the cold feeling of death spread through his hands and feet.

Shui heard one of his weaker companion's screams before he died tragically in front of Mero's store.

He had worked there for a little over two years and even raised a family in this city. But as if it was worthless, he died at the end of this cloudy day as if nothing he had done had any value.

People passing that street stood back, looking on in curiosity but not wanting any connection with what had happened.

Local guards noticed the situation, but none wanted to get involved in trouble and just stood by, waiting for the conflict to end before checking it.

On the other hand, Tenur watched the whole course of the conflict from across the street, next to the four women who were very grateful to him for having 'saved' them from the human market.

'One less problem...' He thought, watching Shui's already motionless body while the rest of this man's companions died little by little.

One of Mero's men would die in this conflict, while the others would have minor injuries. But all the opponents of this group would be killed, making room next for Tenur to demonstrate the evidence of Shui's theft.

"Very well. I will send a letter notifying the lord about Shui's situation." Amir said, sweaty and tired, with a few cuts across his body.

Tenur thanked that man for his trust, and after leading the slaves to return every item stolen and bought by Shui to the inside of the store, he looted the bodies of the dead.

He got some silver and bronze coins, which he promptly passed on to Amir for safekeeping.

With the situation resolved, they returned to the resting place of Mero's servants and slaves, leaving that store as rumors began to spread throughout Cusca!