Unusual World 82 Universal Language Part 6

Gresham seeing things were starting to get out of hand hurried over towards Leopold, grabbed his shoulder, and told him to calm down. Gresham then signaled Robert letting him know it was time to leave. The three were about to go when out of the group of people enclosing on them an old man stepped forward, it was Desmond.

Desmond had a fierce scowl on his face as he stopped the tree from leaving. Gresham didn't approve of being stopped by some random old man who obviously didn't understand the simple truth he was preaching earlier so he said to Desmond.

"Do you mind moving, me and my colleagues were just about to leave".

"Shut up, nothing would make me happier than to see you leave so you can go. My problem isn't with you anyway, at the moment it's with him" Desmond pointed at Leopold while giving him a look that stung like daggers.

Gresham interjected saying, "Well if you have something to say to him it will have to wait until ..."

"Didn't I say shut up I heard you prattle on without end, so give me my chance to speak. Didn't your mother teach you any manors or was she to busy giving head to put you through school. I'm sorry if she did because obviously, she didn't get her money worth. Since after I told you to shut up you're still talking like an idiot. Everyone is ent.i.tled to be one every now and again, but you're just abusing the privilege right now".

A bunch of the guys surrounding Gresham and the other two started to laugh some started to make fun of them too. Desmond ignored Gresham and said to Leopold very clearly to his face "I want you to turn around and apologize to that woman over there".

Desmond wasn't the kind of man who saw injustice and had to help, but because he hatted racism so much it lead him to this cliché moment.

Leopold in his rage told Desmond, "why the f.u.c.k should I? Is it because your a demi-human sympathizer or is it because you love those mutated freaks".

Desmond laughed at what Leopold said, he had no shame for his love of demi-humans. Desmond liked them much more than regular humans he even hopes to meet other strange and unique races.

So Desmond said to Leopold "you think I would be ashamed to proclaim my love for demi-humans as if it was some unforgivable sin. While I don't remember much about my earlier years I do know that I am a part of an elite breed of humans. Who have dedicated there lives to all manner of peculiar things that your normi mind could not even begin to comprehend. We have infiltrated the highest levels of the government, we could be your neighbor, your teacher, even a member of your own family.
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Yet, you may never know, many of my kin have hidden the truth their whole lives and are capable of surviving months without any food or water.The can sustain themselves with only a drop of fresh mountain dew. Amongst the wide variety of my otaku brothers and sisters, there is a community of furries that is both loved and feared. They have dedicated every waking moment of there lives to furries and they will have my head if they found out I did not stand against you now for slandering something they hold, so close to their hearts".

Desmond was absolutely serious about what he said, but everyone else didn't understand a word. They just shouted in agreement to not look like fools in front of the people who did know. Others in the bar thought Desmond was saying he was apart of some kind of gang or organization that's why they joined in to support him.

Desmond's friends that were standing close behind him occasionally heard Desmond talking about things they had no clew about. Even when Desmond explained it was difficult for them to get it, over time they got use to it.

Leopold ignored what the disgusting demi-human lover in front of him told him then said, "people like you who support filth like her is why things will never change for the better. Look at how old you are, your magical talent is most likely just as s.h.i.+t as mine. People with no magical talent have no value to magi, but at least we are better than those beasts. You should be on our side helping to kick those abominations out".

Angered by Leopold's and the rest of the purifier's views Desmond shouted, "that's enough from you I am a tolerant person, but your ignorance is getting me mad. So, this is your last chance, apologies or else".

"I'll never apologize for speaking the truth to you or that demi-human whor ..." not letting Leopold speak any further Desmond gave him a much-needed uppercut while Leopold was talking shutting him up.

Desmond discreetly activated the intermediate spell boars strength giving his punch the juice it needed to fling Leopold backward in the air a few inches. Landing him hard on his back on top of the bar counter next to the demi-human woman he hatted so much. Who was still downing drink after drink ignoring everything happening around her. The crowd of people surrounding everyone cheered with much delight their roar was the perfect music for what was happening.

Seeing Desmond attack one of his colleagues Gresham launched a right hook at Desmond's face. Desmond put up his guard blocking the punch, Gresham gave a few more good jabs before Desmond sides stepped to the right and punched Gresham in the stomach while he was still open.

Coming to attack him on his left was Robert, but Desmond didn't bother with him because John had his back. As Robert rushed to attack Desmond John gave him a surprise kick to the gut. Bringing Robert's head down low enough for a follow-up kick straight in the face. John stood on one leg like a crane admiring his handy work that was Robert's broken nose.

Leopold took a full bottle from behind the bar counter and broke it the liquid inside burst out covering the countertop. The bartender just let him do it he didn't own the place and was gonna have to clean the place after the fight anyway, so he wanted something good to happen if he was gonna have to do all that extra work.

Leopold wanted to gut Desmond, but halfway to him someone to his left went behind him, reached out and grabbed his right wrist. Leopold was not in the mood to be disturbed by anyone else he was going to slash at whoever grabbed him. Only to find his right arm being forced to his back at a painful angle. That forced him to drop the bottle onto the floor breaking it. The person who had Leopold in that hold was Lance. He circled around the crowd to intercept Leopold when he saw him starting to get back up.

As lance held Leopold's arm tightly behind his back Lance tripped him slamming his body face first to the floor. Leopold's face started to bleed as blood trickled down his face which got cut from the gla.s.s shards on the floor.

Desmond saw the help his friends provided he even saw Roy standing in the crowd finis.h.i.+ng off a chicken leg. He fought alongside them in spirit as he cheered with the crowd. A smile crept onto Desmond's face at that moment because he was glad to have made friends like them.