Chapter 117: The Dack Knights (2)
"So what if you’re from the Dack Knights?"
The bulky man scoffed, hopping into the air as he descended to the ground. With a powerful boom, the man landed before the carriage, coming to face the three men.
"This is my territory, and you boys haven’t paid your fees."
"You’re playing with forces you don’t understand, bandit." Henry growled. "No one touches the Dack Knights and lived to tell the tale."
"Is that right?" The man chuckled heartedly. "Then I guess I’ll be the first. Am I right, boy?!" He spread his arms out to his gang as they mocked and laughed at the three men.
"Alright, fellas." The laughter abruptly came to an end. "You know how these things go, right? You have stuff that we want and you want to keep your lives. So hand over whatever is in your possession.
"And don’t give me that crap about what is in the luggage section of your carriage." He looked over to the back of the carriage where a large chest lay. "We want the good stuff."
"Well, I’m sorry to disappoint you, but we don’t have anything," Henry replied with a smug smile. "We’re on our way to our base. If we don’t make it in time, the others will come looking for us."
"And your storage rings?" The man pressed, looking at their fingers. "I’m sure you have something useful."
Henry and Geoge looked at each other, silently communicating. They were being honest when they said they had nothing. What they told Leslie was all a sham to get the show on the road.
"Right."