The Transmigrated Novelist

"I think you people are mistaking something here!

I have no reason, obligation, or even desire to amuse your small ploys, and games!

If you didn't hear it correctly until now, then you should wash and open your ears clearly now!

I never said or did something towards wooing your Young Lady!

Right from the start, it has been your Young Lady who has actually been following me, and even proposed me a deal to become her husband!

So, it's not me who should prove my strength, and worthiness to become her husband, but rather she herself to prove her value and worth in becoming my woman, and my wife!

With all that said and done, why should I accept the challenge of an idiot who doesn't even know how to swing his sword, and thinks that we are playing games of knights and wooers?"

Roy's words threw the crowd in shock and startle as they had never expected such a reaction and words from him.

What made everything weirder was the fact that Alma hadn't tried at any moment to stop him from saying those words or did seem like she had anything to oppose.

Her silence was the biggest confirmation that everything he said was true. Which made even her father at a loss for words.

But the guy who had taken the front wasn't someone simple, and even less someone that would easily take Roy's provocation.

That last line that Roy said pierced right through his pride and arrogance, and made him enraged, as he started screaming,

"You damn coward, you should just accept that you aren't my match! Why do you have to go and spout so many stupid words and claims!"

'Yeah, yeah, he is just too scared to fight!'

'Yeah, in fear he is spouting nonsense!'

'He truly is a shameless bastard! Nothing good will ever come to leaving the Young Lady in his hands!'

Hearing the words of their representer the crowd's rage seemed to have grown by quite a bit, and they took that as an opportunity to fan the flames.

Most of these people wouldn't even dare to say the same words once again if they were mentioned, but right now they were speaking with such clarity and fluidity.

"Huh!? Didn't you wash and open your ears as I told you to? What kind of idiot are you? When did I ever say that I was scared of fighting you?

Rather than fighting you, I am scared of killing you in one move!

What I said is that I don't have a reason to fight you! As the Young Master of a merchant family you should understand that you shouldn't take part in something without a clear benefit, right?

Don't tell me that your education is so lacking that you don't understand even that!"

The more Roy spoke, the redder did the face of his opponent become as he was overflowing with rage and anger.

But he wasn't the only one, the whole crowd was looking at Roy as if he was the common enemy that they would have to destroy no matter what.

Seeing that the situation was turning extremely bad, the father of that Young Master walked forward and said,

"Guild Master, this is too much! The only reason why we are holding back is that he is your son-in-law but he doesn't seem to care about that in the least!

Please, allow me to teach this kid a lesson!"

"Hhahaha~! Look at this man, even that old thing doesn't seem like he trusts you, and your prowess, so he is asking to teach me a lesson in your place!

Could it be that the whole guild knows how useless you are?"

While that Elder was trying to act with dignity towards the Guild Master, and Earl Clark, Roy was actually fanning the flames of the anger of the Young Master in front of him.

"You… I am going to kill you~!"

"Surely, you can, but only if you offer me something precious enough to risk my life about it! Otherwise, why should I entertain you?"

The whole crowd was speechless, this guy was either extremely confident in himself, or just too stupid to act like this.

Did he think that this was his home and his own yard? He was right in the enemy's courtyard and he actually dared to speak like that.

No matter what, they couldn't let this slid, as some of them started to sing in synchronization,

'You said it yourself, now you can't pull out of this! As long as the offer is sufficient you will fight, right!?'

'Yes, yes, he said it himself!'

'Let us contribute towards the price and kill this bastard!'

Hearing them Roy didn't get mad, quite on the opposite he seemed to become happy about it as he said,

"Sure, I am a man of my word! As long as the price is right, I will fight!"

"Son of a bi*tch just tell me how much do you want?"

"Oy, I never said I would accept scolding's for money, so you managed to earn my ire! Place 10 medium mana stones, and I will fight you to death with pleasure.

Certainly, I will place the same for your life!"

As he said that, Roy immediately took 10 medium mana stones from one of his space rings, and placed them in the hands of Earl Clark, as he said in neither servile nor overbearing tone,

"Earl Clark, as the highest authority in here I believe in your just and upright morale to witness our bet!"

Earl Clark seemed to have disappeared into a corner until now, but there was Baldy and the other commanders by his side as well.

During this time Baldy had already told him that he and the whole caravan that came with them doubted that there was a strong and powerful Master following Roy behind.

Not only that, but he had also been the one to save the caravan from most of the bandit's attacks on the way.

Earl Clark knew that Baldy wasn't one to lie, and he started looking at Roy with a different eye. Not only him, but even Cyclops started wondering if he had made the right decision back there.

With this new information in his hands, and wanting to see the kids prowess for himself with his own eyes, Earl Clark received the mana stones, and said in a solemn and heavy tone,

"Very well, then I shall precede over this battle!"

On the other hand, the Young Master facing him, his father, and even some people in the crowd couldn't help but waver.

They had thought that Roy would only seek for small amounts, like a few thousand of golds at most, but who would have expected that he would go directly for mana stones.

And weren't even the ordinary low-quality mana stones, but medium-quality ones. While they did have that much money, it would still be a huge hit to their stocks.

But they couldn't give up and retreat now either, so the old Elder had to clench his teeth and accept. He was sure that his son would definitely kill the bastard and win.

Thinking like that his mood got a bit better, as he said in a heavy tone,

"Very well, we accept the bet!"

With that said he took 10 medium-quality mana stones from his spatial artifact and gave them to Earl Clark as well.

After all, this was taken care of, that Young Master could finally not hold his bloodlust and killing intent towards Roy as he laughed, and said,

"Hahhaha~! Bastard, one year from now will be your death anniversary! Heaven's doors were wide opened and you refused to enter, Hell's doors were shut tight but you barge your way in!

Truly pathetic!"

"You talk too much man!

Anyway let me give you a small piece of advice, careful with your blade as you might injure yourself, and then complain that I didn't beat your ass fair and square!"

"You are seeking death~!"

This time the Young Master wasn't able to control his anger and rage, as the moment he finished speaking he jumped towards Roy with killing intent.

From the aura coming out of his body, he was surely a Rank 3 Warrior. To be more exact, his aura belonged to a normal Rank 3 Warrior.

There was nothing special about him with his strength, or his talent, or his potential. In fact, he looked like he was quite lacking.

Most probably he had managed to reach his current stage only through potions and resources that his father or the Merchant Guild had provided.

In a normal battle against Roy then he should be nothing more than a weak insect, a bug that he could easily crush under his foot.

Yet that wasn't the case! Why?

Well, because this bastard wasn't only loaded in potions and resources he had consumed, but also in equipment, and weapons.

The number of rings in his fingers surpassed the one-digit numbers, and the sword he had in his hands gave Roy a slightly dreary feeling.

As if that wasn't enough, the moment he reached Roy's close-quarter combat area, he screamed in a loud and clear voice,

"Binding Thorns!"

Immediately as he screamed that some thorny plants broke the ground on his feet and then started to slither their way upwards, tying him to his position.

It was impossible for him to dodge the upcoming attack!

As if that wasn't enough, the Young Master screamed once again,

"Sword Cruelty!"

Immediately the force behind his attack seemed to have multiplied by quite a bit, and grow even more ferocious and evil, as it crashed towards Roy.

The next instant, a large cloud of dust and debris covered the ground…