Chapter 109: Hirro City Bar

Chapter 109: Hirro City Bar

It’s Day 1 of the heroes in the Swamp Underworld. December 6th, Year 118.

The heroes reach the city that they were walking toward. There is a large sign that reads, “Welcome to Hirro City.” The city is full of people and demons traversing the streets on foot. Neon lights strung throughout give the city a colorful tint.

“The city looks cool,” Zeth says, glancing around.

“Just know that most of the residents here are demons, though probably not loyal to the Dark Goddess,” Zaydra notes. “I propose we split up into groups of two and check around the city.”

“Why?” Emily asks.

“We need info on everything that is going on,” Zaydra states. “Ask around and listen to conversations.”

“Seems like a good idea,” Kurt says.

“I’m glad you approve,” Zaydra replies. “Now to decide the groups.”

“Sasha and I will make up a group,” Zeth says, which Sasha smiles in response.

“I will go with Joe,” Emily says. “He might get into trouble without me keeping him in line.”

“Alright, Kurt, you’re with me,” Zaydra says.

Kurt nods. “Got it.”

“We will meet back here in four hours,” Zaydra says firmly. “Do not be late.”

Everyone nods in agreement, and they then go off in separate directions.

***

Zeth and Sasha walk down the street, keeping their eyes peeled. Neon lights are on everywhere, increasing the color tint even more. They take notice of the people they see.

“Zaydra was right,” Sasha says. “Most people here are demons.”

“As long as they are not hostile, it doesn’t bother me,” Zeth replies.

Zeth takes notice of a bar nearby.

“So, demons like to drink too, huh?” Zeth says, rubbing his chin. “Sounds like a good place to collect info.”

They open the doors and go inside. The bar has everything from all the tables, to a disco ball hanging from the ceiling, to a large dance floor.

“Wow, this place looks amazing!” Zeth shouts so Sasha can hear him over the loud music blasting and conversations among the other guests.

“You can say that again!” Sasha replies.

“Let’s have a look around,” Zeth says, leaning close to Sasha’s ear so he doesn’t need to shout.

They walk through the bar and end up taking a seat on the stools at the serving counter.

“What can I get for you two?” the server asks.

They look up at the male server who has green skin and is clearly a demon. Two small horns protrude from the top of his head.

“We would li—” Zeth starts before someone interrupts him.

“Get them some goooooood shit!” a voice shouts.

Zeth looks to the guy sitting on the stool to his right. He has backward spiked dark purple hair. His eyelids only open halfway and he slurs his words.

“Hi, my nameeee iss Keissthh,” Keith says, wobbling a bit.

“Go home,” Zeth says. “You’re drunk.”

“But dis isss my home,” Keith replies. “Listennn, I sense ssssomething great abou bou bout you.”

“What the hell are you talking about?” Zeth asks, struggling to understand him through his slurred speech.

“Hell is what I’m tallllllking about,” Keith answers. “This place isssss hell right now.”

The server brings Zeth and Sasha their alcoholic drinks.

“Di di drink your beer,” Keith drunkenly demands. “And I will te te tell you.”

Zeth sighs. “Okay…”

***

Over the next hour, Keith tells Zeth and Sasha about everything that is going on.

Keith sways as he smiles drunkenly. “Da da damn, you both are now as du du drunk as I am.”

“Da da damn straight,” Zeth replies, also swaying with a drunken smile.

“Thi thi this is soooo funnnnn!” Sasha shouts, holding up both arms, liquor bottle in hand, as she smiles drunkenly.

“We ne ne need to ki ki kick some a a ass!” Zeth shouts.

“Ye ye yeah!” Keith replies. “We ca ca can save this ti ti city. Here is to a ne ne new friendship!”

***

At the bar entrance.

Suddenly a group of masked people with various weapons barge into the bar.

“Hey, all you drunk bastards!” the soldier leader shouts. “Listen up!”

Everyone ignores him, continuing on with their fun.

“Stupid drunks,” the soldier leader mutters. “Well, Keith has to be here somewhere. Search!”

The soldiers start splitting up to search the bar.

***

Back to Zeth, Sasha, and Keith.

“Se se see those guys?” Keith asks. “They are pa pa part of the problem.”

“I se se see,” Zeth replies. “Let’s go ki ki kick their asses.”

“Ya ya yayyyy,” Sasha celebrates with a drunken grin.

The son of the Light Goddess and daughter of the Dark Goddess, reduced to drunken fools.

Chapter 109 END
To be Continued in Chapter 110: Battle of Drunken People