“I will just go and get my clothes,” Lilith stated, moving towards a nearby cupboard and pulling out some clothes. However, as she retrieved her garments, she discreetly activated a hidden lever concealed behind them.

The lever triggered a chain reaction that reverberated throughout the ground floor of the inn.

Upon the completion of the reaction, a bottle of wine tumbled from a shelf behind the bartender.

The bartender was a fearsome beastman with black fur, a muscular physique, and imposing biceps. An eye patch covered his right eye, revealing the mark of a scar beneath it.

Upon spotting the fallen bottle, the bartender swiftly headed toward a door situated behind the counter.

Knock-knock

“Boys, we have a problem in the last room,” he announced, knocking twice on the door.

Inside Lilith’s room…

“What’s taking you so long? Don’t expect to call someone to come and help you,” Anon acted cautiously, fully aware that she had already summoned assistance.

“Don’t worry, I’m just taking my clothes out. Who can I even call from my cupboard?” she replied, laughing towards Anon to deceive him about her plan.

Lilith proceeded to put on her clothes.

“So, what do you need me for? Sex or money? Don’t tell me you don’t love me, do you?” she asked coyly.

“Shut up and wear your clothes. You will be the last thing I show love in this world,” Anon retorted, his face contorted with disgust.

Thump-Thump

Footsteps echoed from downstairs.

“Heh…” A smile abruptly appeared on Anon’s face.

‘Today, I will test if I can influence someone else’s mind through extreme brutality,’ Anon contemplated.

“Oi, Lilith. What’s the problem?” a deep, dense voice sounded from behind Anon.

Anon turned and saw a massive beastman covered in black fur, accompanied by a group of other beastmen wielding an assortment of intimidating weapons.

They resembled a group of ruthless street thugs.

“Hahaha, now speak, human. What were you saying, huh? You want to take me?” Lilith provoked, moving to the side where the beastmen stood.

“Is he the one causing you problems, Lilith?” the beastman beside the bartender inquired.

He brandished a morningstar and was fully covered in brown fur. Swinging the weapon like a toy, he exuded an air of confidence.

“Yes, he said he wants to take me with him,” Lilith informed the beastman, complaining about Anon.

“Oi, you-” the bartender began, but the brown fur beastman cut him off.

“Boss, let me handle this. I will explain it to him.”

“Okay, go,” the bartender acquiesced, giving him the chance to make a bold impression on the group.

The newcomer was eager to prove his mercilessness and secure his place in the group.

“Oi, what is your name, human?” he asked Anon, approaching him with the morningstar swinging.

“I am-” Anon started, but once again, the brown fur beastman interrupted.

“What? I didn’t hear it. What did you say your name is? Huh… did you say Garbage? Well, your mama gave you a good name. It suits that crap face of yours. Hahaha,” the beastman taunted, laughing loudly.

“Hahaha…. This new guy is funny.” 𝗼𝐯𝐥.𝗻𝐭

“Yeah, he is savage.”

“Well, I brought him into the group. He is my cousin.”

The other beastmen behind Anon praised the new member’s antics.

“Listen, Garbage-faced guy. You better leave this place before I tear you into so many pieces that you’ll actually look like a garbage can. Now leave and never step back into this inn,” the beastman threatened, drawing his face close to Anon’s.

“Hah… What can I say?” Anon replied, touching his temples.

“Looks like the human kid is already scared. Let him go, Paul, or he’ll ** in his pants… Hehehe.”

“…or maybe he already **ted in his pants. Hahahaha….” The beastmen laughed, mocking Anon.

Thump

“Huh…?” Anon suddenly grabbed his face with his hand and pressed his fingers together.

“What were you saying?” Anon inquired, increasing the force until his skull began to crack.

*Ahhhhhhhhh…. Leave me. He is killing me. HELP!” Paul’s agonizing cries for help filled the room.

“Hey, look, Paul is pretty good at this joking **. Hahahaha.”

“Nice acting, Paul. Heheheh.”

“H-He is not acting. Look, there is blood coming out of his nose,” Lilith observed, alarmed by the blood trickling from Paul’s nose.

Everyone in the room noticed Paul’s condition and the blood.

“HELP!… HELP ME!” Paul cried out.

Amidst the revelry, Anon simply observed Paul’s struggles while smiling.

Thump

Someone tapped Anon on the shoulder.

“Hmmm…?” Anon turned to see the black fur beastman behind him.

This man was none other than the bartender himself.

“Would you mind letting my boy go, buddy?” the bartender inquired.

“What if I don’t?” Anon replied, sporting a smile.

“Then I’ll beat you up, real bad,” the bartender threatened.

“HELP!…” Anon released Paul.

The moment Paul was set free, he began crawling on the ground, clutching his nose in agony.

“You **ing…. Bastard. I will kill you. Just you wait,” Paul vowed, trying to suppress the pain with his hands.

Anon rose from his chair and picked up Paul’s morningstar from the ground and gave ut a good swing around.

“Let’s see if this thing actually works or not,” Anon remarked, pulling the morningstar behind his back and propelling it towards Paul’s face with all his might.

Boom

Upon impact, the morningstar struck Paul’s face, causing instant death. Moreover, the force of the blow propelled his face through the ceiling of the ground floor.

Boom

Boom

Anon continued striking Paul’s body with the morningstar until it became an unrecognizable mess.

“Wooh, satisfaction, so what were you saying again ? Something about killing me huh ?” Anon declared with a satisfied smile as he looked at the other members of the group.

All the other members got scared to death after watching this scene unfold before their eyes.

“I-I want to go to my mama.” One of them said as he pissed in his pants.

“Kid, who are you and what do you even want ?” The bartender asked with a serious expression on his face.