The silence in the hall instantly turned to cheers and shouts of joy, some of the sailors even fell down on their knees as they began to cry.
-" Finally! It was about damn time for that bastard to kick the bucket!" One of the crippled sailors screamed in joy.
-" Glorious be the Sun! Andros and Kyrillos can finally rest in peace." Another one of the men fell on his knee as he offered a prayer to his fallen comrades.
-" That bastard finally paid what he was due." A sailor got up and lifted his cup. " Let's cheer everyone, tonight the Aegean Sea will feast!"
Almost everyone in the hall raised their cups and followed the man in a toast. The hall now was in a festive and happy mood, with everyone on it happily drinking away as if all their worries had vanished.
Vysard didn't know the name of the pirate crew that he wiped out, but, it was clear that Robert was referring to them.
-" Robert? Are you talking about the pirate ship that we meet?" Vysard felt strange after seeing the reactions of the sailors to the news. he almost grew proud of what he did.
-" Of course! Did I see another pirate crew on this trip?" Robert was affected by the festive mood in the hall and drank his whole cup. " Get one more drink! And bring another one for this boy."
-" A drink? But I never drank alcohol" Vysard tried his hardest to refuse the drink, but, Robert and Tyre continued to insist.
-" There is always a time for everything, right?" Robert pushed the cup towards Vysard and winked at him.
-" Come on! Be a man, this is a celebration!" Tyre was almost sure that the boy had played a part in the killing of the Black Beards pirates, increasing his curiosity about the youth's background.
Vysard finally gave up and decided to take the cup, he gave it a quick sniff, but, the pungent smell of hard liquor almost caused him to throw up. He tried to place the cup on the counter again, however, Tyre and Robert were gazing at him with burning eyes.
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Vysard sighed in helplessness and drank the cup in one go, he felt his throat burn and tried his best to hold back his desire to puke.
It took Vysard a few seconds to finally recompose himself, and another cup was already filled and waiting for him. He wanted to refuse once again, but, no amount of pleading was enough to convince Tyre and Robert.
Robert made Vysard drink one cup after another, it was Vysard luck that his extraordinary physique helped him in handling the alcohol, but nonetheless, Vysard eventually still got drunk.
The Drunk Vysard was nothing like his normal self, the timid and naive youth had transformed into a rowdy and brute man, just like the retired sailors that filled the bar.
-" letsh get one more drink" Vysard stumbled around as he tried to approach Tyre and Robert who were talking with a group not far away.
-" Hic' Vysashrd... you shoul' stop drinking now." Robert's face was red from the alcohol and his state was no better than Vysard's. " Whatcha Thorin will do afte' we go back?"
-" Thorin? War you mean?" Vysard showed a bit of hesitation, but, the allure of another drink spoke louder. " Bahh! Wo' cares? Tis is a p-partyy"
-" Hahaha, Well said young lad!" The sailors around him cheered as the Vysard continued to ask for a drink
However, they didn't cheer for long, as Vysard held to one of the beer barrels and began to drink from it. After finishing the barrel, he immediately walked to a nearby table where people were doing arm wrestling.
Everyone, except Robert, was surprised by Vysard strength, he easily beat every challenge without any effort, and he even broke a few hands and tables.
The arm wrestling incident was the last straw for Robert and he decided to finally bring Vysard back, he felt worried about Thorin's reaction when learning that Vysard was drunk.
-" Vhysard.. Do ye understand why I brought you here?" Robert was worried, he knew how protective THorin was of Vysard, so he wanted to at least make sure that Vysard understood the purpose of this trip.
-" Of courshee, you wanted to show me the victims of the pirates." Vysard answered as he wobbled through the streets, not showing any signs of sobering up.
-" That's good." Robert gave a small sigh in relief, if Vysard's depression didn't improve after this, there was nothing Robert could do. " Thank you... You may think that what you have done is something awful, but, for me and every other sailor in this sea this was a blessing."
Vysard just gave him a nod in response, Vysard had already come to terms with his actions long before he saw the pirate's victims.
-" I also didn't like to kill, this was the reason I left the army." Robert patted Vysard on the back as he continued. " But, there are people out there too dangerous and depraved, all we can do is cut the problem by its root."
It didn't take too long for Robert and Vysard to reach the boat, and Thorin was already there waiting for them. His face was overtaken with worry, and it only worsened as he saw Vysard's drunken state.
-" Robert? What happened with the two of you?" THorin was in disbelief as he thought Robert's idea was to get Vysard wasted.
-" We jusht had some fun." A smile beamed on Vysard face as he saw Thorin. " Hick Thorin you got to come visit the sailors next time."
Thorin ignored Vysard's drunken slurs and gazed at Robert waiting for a response.
-" Jesus, we just meet some people." Robert found it funny how worried Thorin was. " Don't worry, about that matter anymore, he shouldn't be so down anymore." Robert patted Thorin's back as he finished speaking and walked straight into the captain's room.
-" Meet some people?" Robert's answer only made Thorin even more confused, but, he decided that it wasn't the time to confront him, after all, Thorin trusted Robert fully, and if he said that Vysard matters had been resolved, it was likely true.