All heads turned to face the direction where the arrow had come from, including the guard attacking Tyr and also Tyr himself.

Hanzo calmly stepped forward, lowering his bow as he spoke in a joyful tone: “Now now, gents, no need to turn into savages.” His eyes were closed and a slight smile was on his lips.

Despite his friendly look, the sharp burst of killing intent that had shown itself in the millisecond of when his arrow was shot made everyone jump on edge.

The guard that was fighting Tyr a second ago had his brows raised in surprise, ‘Thats… Hanzo Elec of Skyfall Hunter Guild. What is he doing here? If this kid is a part of his group… that will spell some trouble.’ He thought to himself, gulping.

Tyr turned back into his normal human form, “Savages? What was savage was that bastard murdering that Dwarf for no reason.” He said in a loud tone.

“Yes, I admit, it was… distasteful. But we are all here for the betterment of everyone’s situations, right?” Hanzo said to the crowd but zoned his gaze in onto Tyr, whom he really meant the question towards.

‘I know you’re angry… but messing with nobility like this isn’t an easy deal. Just let it go for now, Tyr. We have more important things to focus on.’ Hanzo said inside of his head, hoping his eyes would convey his thoughts.

Despite Tyr still being angry, he understood Hanzo’s intentions.

“Jail!” Mano’s voice suddenly shrieked from the ground, his tone high-pitched and girly.

He pointed his finger at Tyr as he yelled: “For life! Jail for life, torture him until he rots!” He was panting, his eyes crazed and his expression ugly.

His guards were hesitant as Hanzo’s gaze was over them all.

“Well… lets consider things…” One of them said under his breath.

“Yeah, it would be rash to move so far.” Another added.

Mano’s brows furrowed in bewilderment as he heard this from his own men.

“What? What are you all saying!? Have you gone mad? I am your God! Follow my rul–” He began to scream, but was abruptly cut off by Hanzo.

“Hey! They could be atheists for all you know! Hahaha!” He said in a light-hearted, but loud way, to cut off the young moosh.

“What?” Mano questioned, genuinely confused.

“Listen, that young man who punched you is with me,” Hanzo began to speak, walking to where Mano was before crouching down so that they were face to face and only a few feet away from each other.

“What you did today was take the life of his close friend…”

Hanzo’s tone, look, and demeanor were all kind and jovial, but the way he he carried himself and his sheer presence was enough to incite terror in the heart of the moosh on the floor.

Mano’s lips began to subconsciously quiver in fear as Hanzo continued to speak.

“That’s quite the offense… and for that, he lashed out and punched you. I’d say the score is pretty heavily weighed on your side, so how about we go with a normal sentencing for a punch ey? What’s that? An hour or so in jail?”

Even the guards and the people around Hanzo felt his power oozing out from him simply in the way he spoke and the confidence in his eyes.

Mano had recognized the figure a few seconds ago, but his anger drove him to not care about who Hanzo was at first. Now, however, he lowered his tone.

“A week…” He whispered under his breath, looking up at Hanzo as if he was a child getting punished.

“What was that?” Hanzo smiled, leaning in even closer to the moosh, pretending as though he couldn’t hear.

He was now mere inch’s from Mano’s face.

“A-a day… he has to spend at least a day in jail for his crimes.” Mano’s voice was frail, but he barely managed to utter his words.

“Ah! I see! I think that seems just about fair!” Hanzo stood up, turned, and walked toward Tyr as the crowd’s eyes followed him.

Whispers of awe, reverence, fear, confusion, and more quickly began to spread around.

Hanzo arrived at where Tyr was and handed him a golden tablet.

“Here. It’s the room key to our flat. Come to us when your time is done.” He said in a genuinely kind tone this time.

From what Tyr knew about Hanzo, he wasn’t expecting this sort of reaction. He was slightly surprised: “Aren’t you angry?”

Hanzo sighed, “It wouldn’t be right of me to be angry at a frog who visits the alligator’s world. You’re human, just like me. We aren’t flawless, Tyr… it’s okay to care for people every once in a while.”

Tyr was taken aback, impacted by those words as though they were the exact ones he needed to hear right now.

“But… next time try to be more mindful. You shouldn’t have gotten lost in the first place you moron!” Hanzo karate chopped the top of Tyr’s dome hard, causing a bump that quickly swelled up.

He turned, “You might as well get your Hunter Class checked before you return to the flat as well…” These were his last words before leaving the guild.

Tyr’s face continued to face the ground, ‘He really understands people’s emotions. A frog in a world of alligators huh? It’s true when he says I’m not used to such ruthless behavior.’ He looked up at that moment, facing Mano who had now gotten back up to his feet.

‘Killing thoughtlessly is so easy for people like him. But… surely he’s inferior to me because of that. What kind of strong person kills an innocent for no reason? That’s the action of a coward, one who gains strength, whether it be through power or prestige, and uses it to try and prove their strength to others. But, a truly powerful person does not need to prove anything.’

These were his current thoughts on the situation…

In a few moments, he got his hands chained up by the guards. After that, he was carried away in a carriage led by a large creature that resembled a buffalo with a large red mushroom top on its head.

He rode in the same carriage as Mano, staring the Prince down during the entire ride.

After that, he was thrown into a dirty and dark underground jail cell beside hundreds of other hidden criminals.

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