The Kingmaker System
Chapter 174 - 173. Learning New Things (3)

Chapter 174: 173. Learning New Things (3)

I tried not to acknowledge it but I could feel the eyes that were focused right on me.

"Hah? That puny little brat? He’s not even a man!" Iber shouted.

Joke’s on you, I’m a girl.

"Now, now, you said you will defeat every single man in this place but you still haven’t defeated him so, you are not the winner." Kina said with a smile.

Iber clicked his tongue in exasperation while I showed no sign of moving.

"You all shouldn’t get him involved in this," I heard Roan warn them.

"Hah?"

"He’s way out of your league." Roan spoke coldly before I heard his footsteps coming in my direction.

"Out of my league you say? In weakness do you mean?" Iber burst out laughing followed by the others.

Roan stopped near me and turned slightly, "Enjoy your victory and keep him out of this."

"Heh? Is your little Young Master so fragile?"

I could see Roan’s frustration starting to grow towards the surface so I reached out and placed my hand on his arm.

"Calm down," I spoke in a low voice feeling his tensed muscles.

Winning aside, he must be angry because he lost to someone like Iber.

"Haha, it seems like the little man is still stuck to his mama’s tits that’s why he can’t show us his sport!" Iber joked earning the boisterous laughter from the entire tavern.

Roan almost charged on him but I gripped his wrist tighter making him root in his spot. Lyall might have already sliced this guy’s and all of the other men’s tongues by now.

I sighed and rose to my feet making Roan look at me.

"Ma-"

I rose my hand and he clamped his mouth while I faced Iber with my Dragon’s Presence whipping around.

"I have a different condition for winning," I announced making Iber and his goons laugh.

"You think you can win?"

"It is a possibility, right?"

"Fine, one in a million possibilities that you can win," Iber said, "So, what?"

"My condition is that if I win, you will get down on your knees and apologize."

"Apologise?" Iber laughed, "That’s it?"

"Do you want more?"

"If it were me, I would’ve asked you to strip and dance for us."

"Good idea, fine then, you will strip and dance after you’ve apologized to me." I announced.

"Deal, but if I win you will do that, all right?" Iber said and I smirked.

"Sure."

"I don’t want to see that ugly bastard naked." Roan mumbled.

"Neither do I, but he suggested." I replied shrugging my shoulders.

I walked up to the crowd and with each step I saw them flinch as my Dragon’s Presence touched them, they parted quickly giving me space.

Roan followed along and stood behind me along with the girls as I took a seat on the barstool facing Iber.

"I’d like to see how small you really are, boy!" Iber grinned.

"I’m not quite looking forward to see your ugly nakedness." I shot back nonchalantly as I put my hand up.

"Haha, such a small hand!"

I rolled my eyes and Iber grasped my small hand in his larger one. I felt his fingers clutching tightly over my fingers, if it were a normal person’s hand then, the bones in the fingers would’ve been cracked by now.

I felt him applying pressure while trying to move my hand but for his and also for the others’ surprise my hand hadn’t even moved a millimetre.

"Iber, stop playing around and defeat him already!"

"Smash his hand!"

"Smash him!"

The crowd around was cheering for Iber in one voice while he was grinding his teeth and forcing his muscles while trying to move my hand.

"What the- how is it possible?"

"Iber, what are you doing? Beat him already!"

"It’s impossible, right? That kid..."

Slowly, it seemed like the crowd realised what was going on, Roan released a sigh.

"I told you not to involve him, now you’ve lost your chance of having a pleasure night, moron."

"Shut up!" Iber shouted at Roan who in turn scoffed.

There was quite a contrast in our hands, while my hand was steady and unmoving Iber’s hand was trembling and his muscles and veins were standing taut over the skin of his arms. His biceps were bulging and I could hear him gritting his teeth really hard.

"You’ll lose your teeth if you grind them so hard." Roan commented.

"I said shut up!" Roan roared again making Roan chuckle.

"Iber, what are you doing, man? Smash him already."

"Yes, we’ve put all our money on you."

"Be quiet!"

I could see his neck muscles also standing over his skin while his eyes grew bloodshot with all the force that he was applying.

"Why..." He gritted through his teeth.

I felt Roan patting my shoulder twice and I noticed the bartender who had returned.

"Time to end this farce." I mumbled as Iber was trying to move my hand using both of his hands now.

I moved my hand this time and smashed Iber’s hand on the table, I guess I applied a bit too much force as the table shattered and Iber rolled over falling to the ground.

The people around gasped loudly while I moved towards the bartender but right before that, I felt both my arms being held back.

I turned to look at Kina and Leila who held my arms each.

"Where are you headed off to like this? We’re your prize won’t you claim us?" The two girls winked making me sigh.

"I’m sorry, ladies. But I’m an old school person," I said as I gently pried them arms off of mine, "I prefer to fall in love and do things with only one partner."

Kina and Leila pouted and complained making me look at Roan.

"You can have him if you want," I said pointing at Roan.

I didn’t stop to see their reactions as I made my way towards the bartender.

"You took your time preparing your special dish," I commented as I reached at the counter.

"Is it ready?" I asked and the usual cheery expression of the bartender morphed into a blank look.

"Please come this way." He said gesturing towards his side of the counter and opened the horizontal platform that seperated the sides.

I was about to walk in when I felt a hostile presence behind me and a heavy appendage which was about to touch me.

My hand automatically gripped the intruder’s wrist and I turned my head slightly to see Iber who was glaring down at me.

"How dare you just walk away, boy?" He growled.

"Get off him or he’ll kill you," Roan warned.

"Lyall is better," I mumbled making Roan whip his head at me.

The bastard’s arm would have went flying if it were Lyall instead of Roan. I was feeling frustrated at having to deal with these small fries which wouldn’t even be in my hindsight. My Dragon’s Presence was starting to get triggered by my growing discomfort.

Damn! I’m too much used to Lyall that no one else feels satisfactory.

I twisted Iber’s arm gripping his wrist tighter and watched his angry expression slowly turn into an agonizing one before I snapped his forearm. Iber let out a ear splitting screech before I let go of his arm and turned my head.

I didn’t need to see what would happen next with him.

The bartender seemed shocked watching me easily snap a huge man’s arm before he cleared his throat and gestured for me to come along.

I walked ahead and followed him past the backdoor. The chilly midnight air greeted us as we stepped out into another alleyway and kept walking down in the darkening labyrinth.

I heard Roan walking behind me without a word after what I spoke back at the tavern. But then again, I was being affected by Lyall’s absence, I was too used to relying on him that I was now feeling frustrated at minor things.

I released a sigh and the bartender briefly stopped in front of another shop which was emanating the red hue and the sound of music.

He looked once at me before he stepped inside the red doors, I followed him inside the strip club named Scarlet Kiss.

The place was bathed in the red light and the customers were men with their faces covered by masks. They were dressed in expensive outfits and were sitting and enjoying the dance of the women who were barely dressed with sweat glistening over their smooth bodies.

There was a distinct scent of intoxicants in the air along with the alcohol and the men who were enjoying also had girls serving them drinks.

It was a high-end strip club for noble men who frequented this place to satiate their hedonistic and lusty appetite.

Places like these were extremely well managed and the people who visited here were assured that their identities would be protected. That’s why they were allowed to freely flaunt themselves here.

But I could care less about these spoiled brats and lust driven uncles, my goal was quite close here.

The bartender walked towards the door behind the curtain made of beads and I followed him inside.

It was a small room bathed in warm lighting and filled with the woody scent of cigars and spices. The two large sofas that were facing each other and a table in between which had an ash tray and a cigar placed over it. There was another door that was attached to the room.

"Our Lord will be here soon, please wait." The bartender said before he walked out of the door where we came from and closed the door after him.

I activated my Mana Eyes and scanned the room finding the presence behind the door. It seemed like he was waiting for something. I walked over and sat down on the sofa observing the movements behind the door.

Soon the door opened up and the man dressed in a flamboyant outfit walked in. He was dressed in a frilly white shirt with the first three buttons open and black leather pants and high boots. His skin was as dark as dark chocolate and his hair in contrast were platinum blonde and his eyes were playful green.

"Welcome to my humble establishment," he performed a dramatic bow with a smile before his eyes met mine.

"Dear client."