AN: To hopefully avoid confusion, Nando is Ferdinand's nickname.
For a moment it seemed like time froze still after the gun was fired. The swordsman, within a blink of an eye dodged the incoming bullets with ease. He came closer to the Noble and was hell-bent on inflicting harm to him. Panic, shock and horror painted the faces of everyone. They didn't care for Noble's wellbeing but they knew that their enchanting home island would turn to a wasteland if the Noble was hurt.
The Noble was able to fire a final shot before the swordsman could officially slice him. The green haired man, quickly drew his swords and prepared to attack. Just before the sword could touch the Noble, a little pink haired girl rushed and tackled the swordsman out of the way. The two landed far away from the Noble.
"Brother! Brother! Why did you have to die brother?!" The girl cried out, sobbing on his chest.
Charloss looked at the presumably dead man and sister. "… I hit him?" He asked confusedly. He could have sworn that all three shots missed him.
Ferdinand clearly saw the whole thing. Of course all the shots missed but he couldn't let the Noble know that. "Y-yeah you did." He lied, also confused by the whole thing.
Charloss then put his pistol back in its holder and began to walk away. "Must've been my imagination then. As long as he's dead."
Ferdinand looked longer and could see that the swordsman was talking to the weird pink haired girl meaning that he was still alive and possibly unharmed. He then went back to Charloss' side and walked with him.
'We're almost at the auction house. It's about time I leave.' Ferdinand thought up.
"Hey I just remem-"
"I'm sorry." A grown and bratty voice mumbled out.
Ferdinand couldn't properly hear what Charloss said. "What?"
The feared and power abusing noble went down to his hands and knees in public. "I'M SORRY!" He yelled out trying to control his sobbing. "I-I know that you probably think that I've been a terrible host" He sniffled, "but I just really wanted to impress you! I'm a big fan of everything you do! So please forgive more one more time!"
This was now starting to get embarrassing for Ferdinand. "Yeah, yeah I forgive you, just get up okay." He said in a quiet and embarrassed tone. He may not have liked the man, but the last thing he wanted was for Charloss, a noble, to cry in the dirt and in in public of all places. This was very humiliating even for a horrible person like him.
The sulking man was still on the ground, "No! You didn't mean that, you had a bad time being with me!"
Ferdinand sighed frustrated. "No Charloss, I had a good time hanging out you. You're cool alright."
The crying then stopped. The noble then looked up to his idol with tears in his eyes and snot racing down his pudgy face. "Really? Y-You think that I-I'm cool N-Nando?" He asked in a shaken manner.
"… Yeah." He answered with a look of disgust on his face.
The noble's movements became more quake even more. His hand that he had planted on the ground looked like they would give way any minute. The entertainer continued to observe him until Charloss' eyes rolled back and he fell to the ground he previously refused to walk on.
"Saint Charloss!" His three knights screamed in unison.
The three knights and suited guard raced to the leader to see if everything was okay.
"He… fainted?" A knight examined.
Everyone around was shocked to hear this. The powerful Saint Charloss fainted because of some kind words from a Yisdrillian.
Ferdinand quirked an eyebrow at the whole thing being played out before him. He then had a look of worry on his face after realizing that he's the cause for the noble's unconsciousness.
"H-Hey! I'm not in any trouble for this right?" he asked the bodyguard, truly worried.
"No." was all the suited man said.
Ferdinand sighed in relief. 'Now would be a good time…'
"Hey I just remem-"
"You are free to leave. We'll tell the family that you are needed somewhere else unfortunately." The bodyguard said casually.
"… Alright." Ferdinand simply said.
Before he turned around to leave, the bodyguard put a hand on his shoulder.
"Before you leave, you need to take your gifts." He said pointing at the two chained up female slaves.
"Oh. Well I don't want them." Ferdinand responded. They were beautiful don't get him wrong, but the slave aspect was a real turn-off for him.
"That doesn't matter. Just take them." The suited man said rather tiredly.
Ferdinand looked at the slaves and just rolled his eyes, "Alright. Where are the keys?" The guard handed them to him.
Before he unlocked the chains he needed to ask them one thing.
"Are any of you two good with math or numbers? Taxes to be more specific…"
The scared slaves both shook their heads no, earning a sigh from Ferdinand. He put the key in the lock and released the chains. "Okay you're free to go."
With that the slaves smiled and ran away enjoying their freedom. A smile was put on Ferdinand's face as he too was looking forward to his freedom from the Saint.
AN: Very short Chapter. It's kind of the end to the introduction so I can get into the actual story. Next chapter will be longer I can assure you. Thanks for reading!
