The Strongest Dull Prince’s Secret Battle for the Throne

Chapter 282: The Town of Alcohol

Bayeux is a small town located in the northern part of the Kingdom.

Being known as the town of alcohol, it has many visitors from all over the continent that came in search of excellent alcohol.

With drinkers being their targeted audience, the town also provides harlot services to the visitors and it is also one of the selling points of the town.

I transferred to Bayeux and used an illusion magic to blend in with the people there.

The Empire and the Kingdom are currently at war and I am an SS-rank adventurer whose base is the Empire. No matter what happens, that fact will never change.

If Silver suddenly appeared in the Kingdom, it would surely cause huge confusion.

And the person under the mask is no better too.

After all, I am a prince of the Empire.

If my identity gets exposed here, the Kingdom will surely dispatch its army.

It is so hard to move around right now.

Thinking so, I call out to the middle-aged man who is manning the storefront of an alcohol store.

Excuse me, where do you sell the most expensive alcohol in this city?

Expensive one? If its delicious alcohol then we have it right here you know?

I was asked to buy an expensive one for my friend you see.

It seems your friend doesnt understand alcohol at all huh.

I agree. But a request is still a request.

I see. If you are looking for an expensive one then you should probably try Baldurs place. The taste is, well, its close to ours. If you just walk straight down the main street then you should be able to spot the sign.

The middle-aged man replied with a frown.

He probably recognizes them inside huh.

With a bitter smile on my face, I handed him a gold coin and picked up a bottle.

Thank you. I will have one of yours.

Oi Oi, a gold coin is too much you know.

Its an information fee. Also, it was for your honesty. You could have tried to sell me yours after all. I will enjoy your alcohol myself.

O, Oh, well, we have been conducting honest business since my fathers generation after all!

Saying so, the man shyly scratches his head.

While being seen off by him, I walked down the main street.

Then, I saw a big store with a sign saying [Baldurs].

This place huh.

I enter the store and look for the owner.

Then I found a big bald man standing calmly inside the store.

Excuse me, are you the owner of this place?

Yeah, thats right. Im the owner, Baldur.

My friend asked me to buy a bottle of expensive alcohol for him. I heard that yours are expensive but the taste is perfect. Will you be willing to sell me one of your top-shelf alcohol?

Hmph, my products are certainly more expensive than other stores but considering the taste, I dont think they are expensive at all.

I see. I am looking forward to that.

Baldur then confidently begins to choose a bottle for me.

The people who sell alcohol in Bayeux mostly produce their own alcohol.

Naturally, the pride they have in their products is high. After all, with so many rival stores, you would be proud that your store manages to survive.

How about this one?

How much is it?

One gold coin a bottle.

That is quite a hefty price. I guess it is to be expected of a famous store huh.

And its worth every coin you spent on it.

Is that right. This might be a cheap price to pay for alcohol in this store huh.

I took out a gold coin and received the bottle from him.

Not only because he managed to sell a bottle of his alcohol, but Baldur also seems to be happy about my praise.

I ask that Baldur a question.

But what about the economy here? Isnt sales falling due to the war with the Empire?

Well, it is. But I have a good customer right now so Im managing.

Got him.

Jack personally prefers expensive alcohol. I thought that he would buy one from this store as well.

A good customer?

Yeah, I dont know where this millionaire guy came from but the guy has been renting out an entire inn here and playing around for a few months already. He bought a lot from my place and kept partying with the harlots he invited to his place for a while now.

So theres a guy who can keep partying in a situation like this huh.

Hes a big help to me. I thought that he was someone who only aimed for expensive alcohol at first but when I tried talking to him, the guy got quite a taste you know.

If hes still here then I would like to see him. Do you know which inn he rented out?

Just keep going down the main street and you will know. Its the biggest one in the city.

I see. I will take a look then.

Saying so, I left the store and went down the main street again.

Doing so, I spotted a big inn. Its probably this place.

I immediately walked toward the inn.

However.

Please accept our apologies, sir. The inn is currently fully reserved right now. Please withdraw.

I was stopped by two men who seem to be the guards here.

So the inn has its own security guards huh.

I smile at them.

Sorry. I will turn back now.

Saying so, I walk straight past them.

However, the guards did not react to me.

After all, they couldnt see my true body and only see the illusion of me turning back.

Since I dont want to cause a scene here, I am being discrete.

Plus, I need Jacks cooperation. It would be wise to not stand out as much as possible to not upset him.

When I enter the inn, I heard noises from deep inside.

When I followed the sound, I arrived at a fairly large room.

The door is open and I can hear the voices of a man and women from inside.

Where are you? Come out~ Little cuti~es.

This way! Jacksama!

No, no, this way!

Inside is a blindfolded middle-aged old man chasing and playing with a dozen of harlots.

The old man is not stable on his feet. Hes probably drunk.

The harlots teasingly approach him and run away again and the chase begins anew.

Seriously, this guy is really a good for nothing.

When I thought so, the blindfolded old man, Jack, picked up a bottle and drank all of its content.

PuhAA!

You are such a great drinker!

Right, Right.

Receiving the applause from the harlots, Jack laughed in a good mood.

And without any warning, he threw the empty bottle at me who was looking at him from the shadows.

I blocked the bottle with my barrier.

I thought that the alcohol tasted bad butits just a peeping tom huh.

If you can detect my presence then theres no way you couldnt detect the harlots right. You tried hard to make this fun for you huh.

Even if he is blindfolded, he is someone who can shoot at an enemy in the distance accurately.

Thats jack. His nickname of the Bow God isnt just for show.

The harlots might try to call out and run away from him but if he gets serious he should be able to catch them whenever he wants to.

In other words, its just a farce.

Oi oi, I thought that the voice was so damn gloomy but it was just you huh.

Its been a while, Jack.

Saying so, I dispelled my illusion.

If Jack already saw through me then it is only a waste of magic power.

After all, this place is fully reserved.

It wouldnt be a problem if only a few harlots saw me.

What do you want? Silver. Im busy alright.

You dont look busy to me though?

In response, Jack pulled the confused harlots toward him with his arms.

Im playing with cute girls here. If you cant see that then ditch that lame mask already.

I heard that your lovers broke up with you though? If you keep doing that, then more of them might decide to ditch you, you know?

Oi, you, you came to pick a fight with me or something?

Saying so, Jack releases his hands from the harlots and stares at me.

He is like a completely different person now.

The harlots seemed to be afraid of that change and get away from Jack.

I am not looking for a fight. I have a request for you today.

A request? Hmph, I dont feel like asking what it is though.

Hmm, are you sure that it is not because this part of you that made your wife ran away with your child?

That was it.

Jack immediately lunged at me.

Already expecting that, I opened the transfer gate in front of me and set the destination to Egors house.

Just go on ahead and wait for me there. I will grab your stuff for you.

Wha!? Silver!! You bastard!!

Jack managed to turn back at the last second but I moved behind him and pushed him inside the gate.

Jack was sucked into the transfer gate without being able to resist.

Apprehension completed. Even if he wants to cause a scene at that side, Egor will stop him.

Yes, this is how an adult does things.

Now then, where is his luggage?

When I raised the question, the harlots pointed to the same place.

There was a simple bag and a bow there.

As expected of the Wandering Bow God. He always travels light.

Thinking so, I grabbed his luggage and quickly entered the transfer gate.