Records of the Weakest Emperor

Chapter 101: A Not So Simple Coffee Shop

In the City of Ashmelion, there exists a coffee shop located somewhere in the Center Borough. The Center of Borough was the center of commerce, often frequented by nobles due to the number of luxurious department stores on its streets.

But despite the number of people passing on the streets, none of them dared to enter this coffee shop.

Why?

It was because the prices were too extravagant and exorbitant.

But the four employees of the coffee shop didn't seem to be too bothered about the lack of customers. In fact, they reclined on their chairs and stared at the ceiling. It was unknown what they were thinking about.

But one thing was for sure.

This coffee shop wasn't so simple.

The man standing beyond the front desk brewing his own coffee with methods only known by no one but himself looked to be in his thirties. His black hair, straight nose, and brown eyes made him look similar to a connoisseur of coffee. Although his brewing method was so crude.

Instead of using a specialized machine on crushing the beans, he crushed them with his hands and then filtered the beans with a cheesecloth. The quality of the coffee beans that he was using was subpar, but the man didn't seem to mind. Drinking the coffee, his eyes narrowed in pleasure.

But the three other employees consisting of two men and a woman who saw his actions cringed.

"Captain... Why do you always slurp the coffee when you drink it? The noise makes me cringe. What's more, the coffee that you brew always tastes like dirt!" One of the employees complained.

Compared to the man, he was younger. His black sideburns and sharp nose, as well as his grey pupils, made him look gorgeous and handsome.

However, his smile hat seemed to be frozen in a cheeky smirk along with his overall perverted look made him give off the vibe that he was a crude man who could also be considered as a simpleton.

"What did you say?" Upon hearing the young man's words the man behind the counter raised his head and stared at the young man.

However, his words may have sounded intimidating and scary, but his tone was laced in confusion.

It was obvious from the look on his face that he didn't hear what the young man was talking about.

"Why do you always slurp the coffee when you drink it?!"

The young man, somewhat irritated raised his tone of voice.

This time, the man beyond the counter heard what he had said and he quickly grew enraged against the young man. But his rage was unlike the employees had expected. Instead of a powerful tsunami that could sweep everything in its path, the man's rage was more mature.

It wasn't similar to a tsunami, but it was still reminiscent of a boundless ocean.

"Since you don't want to hear my slurping that much, then I guess it's time for you to get out of here and work."

The man flung a piece of paper towards the young man and explained, "An Ashmelion merchant by the name of Sylvester requested for our service from the Church of Lumiere..."

"It's a case of catching a thief. I don't know why the Church sent us this notice instead of letting the police handle this, but since the notice is already here..."

"We have no choice but to do it. Actually, I've been contemplating as to who among the four of us should go, and since you don't want to stay here and hear me slurping my morning coffee..."

"How about you go out there and catch the thief for us?"

"..."

"But Captain... This is just a case of catching a petty thief! Why don't we hand this over to the police? Why should we bother about this notice? What's more..." The young man perused the document for a moment and said, "It's in the Southern Borough! That place stinks! I'd rather hear you slurp than go to that place!"

The man furrowed his eyebrows.

The other employees were a man and a woman.

"Stop whining, Bruce... Be a man and do the job properly..."

"It's not so wise to keep offending the Captain. I thought you've already learned that lesson previously..." This time, the one who spoke was a woman who said these words in a chiding tone of voice.

Bruce turned to look at the woman and said, "Ashlynn... Even you..."

"Just go and take the job already... Once you finish and receive the rewards, don't forget to treat us to a good meal, okay?" Ashlynn encouraged Bruce and when Bruce saw the encouraging smile on Ashlynn's face.

He knew that Ashlynn wasn't really encouraging him so he could complete his job as fast as possible and as efficiently as he could.

She was encouraging him, so she could tell Bruce that she did her part and deserved to be rewarded with a meal.

Damn it...

A bunch of shameless bastards!

Bruce inwardly cursed...

But since he was the youngest member of the team, he knew that he had to do his job to prove his worth to his allies.

What's more, catching a petty thief sounds like a simple job. He could use this job to finally brag to these guys that he could do a good job whenever he wanted to.

And that he wasn't useless and could finally attend to missions that were more complicated and had the interference of the supernatural.

Bruce was a newly-appointed Cavalier who still didn't have his job-specific Aspect.

He may not be powerful compared to the others, but that didn't mean that he wasn't strong enough to catch a thief.

Bruce raised his head high and walked out of the coffee shop with pride.

Taking the document with him, he headed for the Southern Borough to start his investigation regarding the mysterious creature who kept on stealing the wares and items of the wet market's stalls. Seeing that he had carried the notice with him, this was the same as saying that he had accepted the job.