“By ‘they’ you really mean ‘THEM’?”, bitch asked back.

Pietra nodded her head in response.

“At 8’o clock on the roof.”,she added.

The bitch took a glance at that direction and then soon after that she put down her fist and backed away.

“Shit! Nevermind now. I shall crush you some other time until then watch your back.”, said the bitch as she tried to swallow her anger.

Who were this ‘They’ and ‘them’ they were talking about?

I tipped my head to the direction where Pietra pointed at 8’o clock which was slightly behind me to the left.

To my surprise, there was a strange person sitting on one of the house's chimney on the roof, a couple of blocks away. He seemed busy scribbling on some kinda book.

I almost mistook him for a bird because of the strange attire.

This person had a black suit like robes along with a strange black helmet with a long beak of a bird. I mistook him for a big ass crow, for a second.

He surely wasn’t here for sketching the surroundings.

The bitch instantaneously stopped her attack once Pietra mentioned about him. Was he some kind of a big deal?

All I could make up of him that he was a mad man with a bad taste for fashion. With all those long robes and that helmet, just looking at me made me feel hot. I don’t know how he even walked with that weird helmet on his head.

The bitch was pissed like hell but then she turned back,

“Let’s go.”, she said to the boys who were glaring at the weirdly dressed person on the roof,

“We are done for today. I am starving, please arrange something guys! Pretty please.”, the bitch said to her slave dogs as she reverted back to her usual cutesy personality.

She was back to her normal self.

Now that the fight had finally ended, I took a breath of relief.

I think with these injuries I won’t able to recover for at least a year. Even if I do recover my arms won’t be the same, I won’t be able to continue in the military.

How would I face Armin and Rose?

Such many other worrywart thoughts started to pop in my mind.

Just when I realized the katana girl, Pietra was staring at me as I laid down the dusty floor motionless.

“You really are one crazy person to pick a fight with the elites barehanded. Now look at your pitiable condition.”, she said with an expressionless face as she looked at my condition.

I gathered my strength,

“Oh, *cough* thanks… thanks for the pity and condolences. But... I would be even more grateful if you could fetch a healer, instead of a morality lecture.”, I replied.

I know I am in a pathetic state and also that she saved my puny ass but I don’t wanna lose a face in front of this nobles. I didn’t want to beg for help but also being a bit polite requesting for aid indirectly. I really needed to visit a good healer as soon as possible.

To my response, she just glared at me quietly.

Just when,

“YOU LITTLE traitorous worm’s filth! I am gonna kill you!!”, suddenly a familiar sound that I heard before echoed throughout the alleyway.

I still wasn’t able to move my body so instead, I lifted my head to look at the direction of those death threats. Then my eye fell on a person that was standing at the end of the road.

Not this guy again!

I lifted my head,

“Hey, puke eater! If you want second’s please come back some other time, I am not even in a shape to scratch my own itchy ass.”

I know I shouldn’t bite what I can’t chew.

“You are dead!”, replied the puke eater.

It seemed he didn’t even bother to clean that puke off of him. Was he searching for me all this time?

“Myigar gauntlets release all restrains!”, he shrieked and then suddenly started to rush in my direction.

He was the lowest of the trash to attack an injured person who can’t even sit upright.

He seemed to have lost all sense of honor and was fueled by anger and revenge.

“Oi Ralphenstine!”, suddenly the man which was one of the allies of Pietra spoke up, “Lower your weapon! He is not in a shape to fight back.”

He tried to calm down the puke eater but-

“Shut up! I won’t stop until I kill him with my hands!”, screamed the puke eater.

“One of the Crows are here! So stop!”, shrieked Pietra's ally once again.

“I don’t give a fuck! He ridiculed me in front of Lady Ruxia! For that, he should be sentenced to death!.”, said the puke eater angrily.

Like he was some kinda big shot in front of the bitch’s eye! He was trash, to begin with, and she knew that. There was no point doing this, it would just ruin his image even further. An Elite soldier attacking a helpless unarmed guy like myself.

Although many people would be happy if the Heller family was gone.

He charged at my direction with his fist balled up.

I couldn’t do anything but lie down on the ground.

Just when the Pietra stepped in front of me.

“According to the Compendium Book of the knight’s, Rule 365! Elite soldiers should never use enchanted equipment against unarmed citizens. Hence I, Pietra Silvester Nevarlises representing my household to put a stop to your mindless barbaric behavior.”

“Shut your trap!”, replied back puke eater, “Get out of my way!”

He suddenly leaped to attack Pietra.

But she gracefully dodged his punch with her eyes shut.

"What!", squealed puke eater.

“My turn.”, said Pietra.

She opened her palm wide and then with just her five fingers of her hand, she attacked him in his solar plexus.

*Cough*

Shrieked the puke eater in pain before he fell to the ground just beside me. His saliva flooded out of his mouth and passed out on the ground.

Pietra than glanced at the collapsed Ralph,

“Just because you have enchanted equipment doesn’t mean you are qualified for the Elite rank. Despite the warnings, you still blindly used your gear in anger. What a fool!”

“Oi! Could you be kind enough to lend me a helping hand?”, I asked her,

"This guy stinks of cod and pork."

If they leave me now, I could be stuck here all night.

“Well, I am really sorry for all the mistreatment you received from my colleagues. I apologize in their stead.”, she then lowered her head.

The heck?

Is this a dream?

An actual noble was bowing her head as an apology.

What was she?

This was a rare sight indeed.

I had no words to react to this. I didn’t expect her to say sorry let alone bow her head.

I couldn’t do anything but stare.

Then she reached out to her pocket,

“As an apology, Please accept this.”

She took out a small fashionable glass bottle. It had golden colored honey-like liquid.

“This is the elixir of Utopia. I shall gift you this to cover up all your damages.”

Wait what’s that?

“Lady Pietra!”, a feminine voice joined in.

This was the voice of the girl who was one of her allies,

“Are you sure? This was the gift from your grandmother!”,

“Once I made up my mind. I don’t go back to my word.”, replied Pietra haughtily.

That bottle of elixir seemed kind of a big deal. I wonder if it's some sorta healing potion or something.

She then looked at me,

“But I have a condition.”

…

As expected everything comes with a price.