A Stay-at-home Dad’s Restaurant In An Alternate World (WN)

Chapter 1545: This Doesn’t Make Sense

The Hairless Monk!

His existence should be banned.

He was a half-orc, born to an orc and a human, but could annihilate the entire Urba Tribe.

This incident once caused an uproar in the Norland Continent, and every orc tribe knew about it.

The Urba Tribe used to be one of the top 10 orc tribes, but it was reduced to nothing within a night. It was said to be such a horrifying scene that most of the orcs who witnessed it committed suicide after going back.

There were many versions of that story still being told in the Twilight Forest up till now.

And the Hairless Monk’s notoriety spread across the Norland Continent after that particular night as well.

Back then, there were two 10th-tier orcs in the Urba Tribe and several 8th-tiers and 9th-tiers.

For Rex to be able to wipe out the entire Urba Tribe with no survivors left meant that he had to have been extremely powerful.

However, after that, all the powerhouses from the different races joined hands to subdue him, and locked him up in Bastie Prison. He should’ve been locked up in Bastie Prison’s inescapable prison cell at this moment. How did he appear here?

Darryl and Kurt watched Rex warily. They heard that Rex seemed to have some grudges with the Falk Tribe, but all the information about that had been wiped clean since Rex was so notorious back then.

What could be the reason behind Rex’s sudden appearance at the Falk Tribe on the night before Gary’s conferring ceremony?

Of course, the most shocking thing was that the Hairless Monk… actually grew his hair out!

“Hairless Monk, the Falk Tribe has not offended you in any way. Why must you slay the warriors and people of our tribe on purpose? Do you want to annihilate another tribe again, and become foes with the world?!” Darryl shouted. A secret letter flew from his hand towards the palace under the cover of a dark grayish glow.

“So only you are allowed to kill, but not me. This doesn’t make sense,” Rex said calmly as he looked at Darryl.

“Although I don’t know how you managed to escape from Bastie Prison, don’t think that the Falk Tribe is a pushover like the Urba Tribe. If you can’t give us an explanation for your doings today, don’t even think about leaving this place!” Kurt howled. His hand, which was holding a knife, was shaking. Although the previous blow did not land on him, he could already feel its terrifying power. His ride already died from that single blow.

“I’m not here to kill today. I’m here to save someone.” Rex looked at Kurt, and calmly said, “If I need to kill in order to save someone, it should still make some difference.”

“Whom do you want to save?” Darryl asked solemnly.

“The same person as they.” Rex looked at the orcs in black that were still around in the distance.

Darryl and Kurt exchanged glances. Their expression turned a little grave.

“Hairless Monk, let me warn you again. This is the Falk Tribe’s inner affairs. You have no right to meddle in our affairs,” Kurt shouted.

Even though there were two of them, they were still not very confident in being able to stop an opponent as strong as the Hairless Monk.

The message was delivered to the palace. As long as Gary or Basil came, it would be three against one, and they would have a higher chance of capturing their opponent.

If they could execute the Hairless Monk at the conferring ceremony tomorrow, it would be another event that could raise the reputation of the Falk Tribe.

There would be representatives from various tribes coming over to watch the ceremony tomorrow, but the Falk Tribe was now in such a sorry state. If they still could not capture the culprit, they would not even have the cheek to face their visitors.

Rex was in no rush to take action. He continued walking along the long street. Two out of the four 10th-tier powerhouses came. His goal was to lure one more over.

***

“Hairless Monk.” Gary looked at the secret letter that was sent by Darryl. He frowned. “Wasn’t this fellow at Chaos City? Why did he suddenly appear here? Could the rumors be real?”

After putting the letter down, Gary asked, “Where is Basil?”

“Sir! Lord Basil was attacked by an anonymous opponent on his way back to the palace. I’m afraid he will not be able to shake the person off any time soon!” A guard walked in briskly through the door.

“An anonymous opponent? You didn’t see who he was?” Gary’s brows were knitted even tighter together.

“No, sir. He moved too quickly, and no one could tell who was the one who attacked Lord Basil, not even Lord Basil himself.” That guard’s forehead was filled with perspiration.

“A Hairless Monk and an anonymous 10th-tier powerhouse. I didn’t expect my good-for-nothing nephew to be so popular.” Gary stood up slowly. He paced about in the hall with a gloomy face.

“Chief, after this sudden attack, the Falk Tribe is in ruins. When the representatives from the other tribes arrive tomorrow, I’m afraid they would think that we’re a pushover if we can’t even capture one of them, and that would be a blow to our prestige,” said an advisor who was dressed in black as he took a step forward.

“Whoever tries to ruin my joyous occasion has to be prepared to pay the price.” Gary stopped in his tracks. His gaze became sharp and cold. With a wave of his hand, he said, “Fetch my prized saber. Let me go meet that Hairless Monk!”

Gary quickly put on his gold and silver armor. He picked up his jewel-studded long saber, and took large strides out.

That advisor stood by the door of the hall for a while, and watched Gary ride off on his horse before turning around to walk towards the huge throne.

***

“I’ve only been away from home for a few months, and so much has changed…” Connie walked around the palace with gentle steps. Her pinkish-white ears shivered slightly, picking up sounds that could warn her of approaching enemies. She weaved around the palace stealthily just like a black cat moving in the dark.

However, as she walked, her confidence slowly disappeared, and her heart became heavier.

It was a familiar yet unfamiliar scene. She could not help but recall the night where fire and blood terrorized the place.

She was still asleep then, but was quickly woken up and brought away by the guards in a hurry.

The rebel army slaughtered everyone in the palace, including the young palace maid that grew up with her.

To ensure her safe escape, her father was surrounded and died. There were also the guards who threw themselves at the rebel army fearlessly…

Those memories that she tried so hard to forget still came flooding back.

The dim passageway suddenly became a little cold, and Connie unknowingly quickened her pace as she started searching for possible places where her brother could be locked up in.

However, her brother was not in any of those places that she once hid in.

“Grandma’s room.” Connie stopped in her tracks when she reached the end of the corridor. She looked at the room with run-down doors and windows in front of her. She hesitated for a while, and quickly went in.

The huge room looked as though a burglar had broken in. The beautiful ceramics that her grandmother treasured and kept lay on the floor in broken pieces. The wooden stands where those ceramics were put on were all taken away, along with anything valuable in the room. Even though she was stepping on the broken ceramic pieces, Connie did not make a sound.

Connie looked around the empty room, and her gaze stopped at a beam a section of cloth was still hanging from. Her eyes reddened all of a sudden.