312. Chapter 308 – The Lost on the Northern Snowfield

Chapter 308 – The Lost on the Northern Snowfield

Chinston City, a city-state situated on top of a high mountain, was a place surrounded by snowstorms all year round.

Cold winds whistled through the steep ridges, dancing with the raised snow particles.

Canvas-like pale snowy uplands, pure white snowflakes fluttered in the air, each one seemingly alive as they gently circled and finally landed on the endless stretches of snowy plains.

In this snowy land, there are still some signs of life.

Occasionally you can see the footprints of animals, gradually covered again by the wind and snow, and at the end of the footprints, the elk is quietly stationed on the snow, looking in one direction, and soon, as if it had discovered something, it fled away violently as if it had been startled by an arrow.

The wind and snow continued to howl.

The undulations and textures of the stretches of snow gradually became clear, and in the distance where the elk had run away, a small dot against the wind and snow seemed to be moving slowly.

It wasn’t obvious at first, but as time went on, the figure’s footsteps became noticeably more and more hasty and visible, stumbling every now and then, on the verge of planting itself in the snow.

Accompanied by heavy breathing, the teenager in the heavy overcoat finally threw down his suitcase, scattering his only decent looking set of aristocratic attire along with his papers from the south.

His skin was so white that it nearly resembled the snow around him, his eyes were large and bright with panic and anxiety, and his flaxen hair was as soft as that of a young lady from a warm and rich city-state in the south, now disheveled by the wind and snow.

Behind him some four or five well-built men were in hot pursuit.

They were dressed in heavy hunting clothes, wearing magical beasts’ leather hats, with grinning expressions that were hideous and cruel, and each step trampled heavily on the snow, leaving a series of deep footprints.

It was obvious that they were strong people who had survived in this northern city-state for years, and the distance between them and the teenager was still shrinking.

The teenager’s feet stepped on the soft snow, and each step seemed to devour him.

His breathing was rapid and his cheeks were bitten red by the cold wind as he persisted in running forward.

The silence of the snowy plains was ruptured by the sound of their chase, echoing across the boundless white expanse.

The frozen mountains and forests in the distance were the teenager’s salvation.

He knew that if he could reach the snowy forest, there was still a glimmer of hope of escaping.

Even if it was slim, it was still better than escaping in this flat snowy plain!

“Noble young lady of the south, come and have some fun with us!”

“Don’t worry, we won’t kill you right away.”

Accompanied by the ear-piercing sound of the villains’ wild clamor, every now and then there were a few more arrows and sharp blades flying towards the teenager’s back, but all of them were unable to hit the teenager as if by mistake, or as if they were misplaced by an invisible barrier.

“……!”

The teenager clenched his teeth tightly, not daring to turn back, and could only judge the distance between the bandits and him through the sound.

However this distance was shortening far faster than he had imagined.

I’m afraid that before he enters the snowy forest, or even a long distance away, he will be caught up by this group of people!
In the wind and snow, the distance between the teenager and the robbers was getting closer and closer, tension and crisis filled the air, but this cold and unfeeling snowfield didn’t seem to intend to favor anyone – it indifferently watched this life and death chase, waiting for the outcome to be revealed.

The survival of the fittest is the law of survival on the snow.

Even the southerners of the empire had heard about the conditions in the north of the empire long ago.

Of course the south is not so stable now is all. The north is just in a mess because of the external threats plus the new bills and changes in the empire this year.

Chesterton City is a few cities further north before reaching the northern front, and the route to Chesterton City from the Box Hill Province alone is already full of thorns.

The teenager’s mind was now in turmoil, and he didn’t even know if it was because his legs and feet were gradually frozen numb in the snow, or if it was because he was softened by fear, and he could barely hold on anymore.

The bad luck had been several things.

His name was Shaya, the eldest male of the Candace Count Family in the south of the Protoss Empire, his ancestors had distinguished war achievements in the Protoss Empire, but because of two generations of defeated family heads in a row, he was now in debt and was about to be unable to uncover the pot.

So now he can only come over to the north to join the family.

In a way, there was an element of the family selling him off, but essentially this was also a transaction where everyone got what they needed and it was mutually beneficial.

The Chinston family he was going to join wasn’t bad.

The lord of the city of Chesterton, Viscount Levin Chesterton, was a merchant who had become quite famous in the Imperial Capital in recent years, and with his personal talent, the size of the Chamber of Commerce that the family had accumulated over the years, and the outstanding force with which he himself had been able to gain a foothold in the north, he had gradually allowed the northern city-state and their family to have a gradual and unstoppable rise.

However, the only problem with the Chinston family as a merchant family is that they have always been ridiculed as shoddy nobles who paid their way to the top.

For this reason, Viscount Levin Chesterton is not well received by some of the great nobles whenever he goes to the imperial capital, either because he simply despises him or out of jealousy, and even in the north there are quite a number of nobles who are trying to run him down.

Shaya, even if he is nothing but an old orthodox nobleman with indelible war achievements, just happens to have this noble bloodline, long before the start of the Holy War, the family has already made a name for itself in the history of the Protoss Empire.

The Qinston family was precisely looking at this point.

It was said that his fiancée was a rather outstanding and arrogant person, reaching the third rank at the age of 17, and would be heading directly to the imperial capital to enroll in the first year of the Protoss Royal Academy in the early summer of this year, becoming a noble student with a promising future.

And his family couldn’t even help him pay for tuition.

If you want to be a special enrollment student and enroll without paying any fees, you need to be quite good at what you do.

With his strength he had trouble even taking the matriculation exams, having already failed once, and he didn’t want to fight, let alone hurt others, and didn’t have the confidence to survive in that harsh school.

The most promising way to enroll in the school was to become the fiancé of the Miss Chinston family as her fiancé’s attendant, and be taken along with her to enroll in the school.

But again, this behavior is a bit like being a gigolo.

Her family had every money to hire a powerful attendant for her.

It’s not even clear on this trip if she’ll break up the marriage and make herself fight her way out of it.

Everything was unknown, he didn’t even know if his fiancée was pretty or what her personality was like, and despite some very dangerous and bizarre rumors circulating in the north right now, he had come a long way to change his fate.

Theoretically speaking, if he could turn the tide and recast the family’s glory in his own hands, then not only would he have a place in the Imperial House of Lords, but he would also be able to restore the family’s honorable appearance in the Protoss Empire’s aristocratic circle back in the day.

But–

First of all, the railroad is broken, coupled with the bad weather, it is difficult to repair, it would have been safer to go straight to the city of Qinston on the magic energy railroad train which is protected by the imperial army.

Now, in order to make it to the appointment on time, one can only brave the wind and snow to cross the wilderness and rush to the city.

As a result, he encountered bandits on the way.

(End of chapter)