Chapter 501 Situation

Chapter 501 – The Situation

Hydra is a large city located in the northeastern part of the Duchy of Eton, and the capital of the Principality, while the Duchy of Eton is one of the members of the Protestant Alliance, after the outbreak of the war, the Duchy of Eton, although it doesn’t directly border with the Church’s territory, it is one of the first countries to begin to respond to the Horns of the Gulf Alliance, and the Principality quickly sends out a troop to the Horns of the Gulf Alliance’s borders to meet up with it.

However, when the Church-led Protectorate carried out a great detour attack by capturing a group of small neutral countries in the northern part of the Gulf of Horns, the Duchy of Eaton, which had an empty domestic military force, was immediately thrown into a dangerous situation.

Just a short while ago, bad news came through that the Protectorate had captured Marta-the most important fortress-type town in the northern part of the Duchy-opening the gate to Hydra.

It didn’t take much to realize that the Protectorate was now marching towards Hydra in a big way.

The whole city of Hydra is now in a panic, with all kinds of reliable and unreliable rumors spreading in the streets and alleys, from those who say that the Protectorate has committed a massacre in and around Marta, to those who say that the Protectorate has arrested only Protestants without any offense to those who are still willing to honor the Church, to those who say that the Protectorate has lost too much money in a series of conquests, and that the Protectorate has already withdrawn back.

Rumors abound, people’s hearts are in turmoil, many people are ready to drag their families out of the city to flee to other places to avoid the military disaster, and everywhere on the street you can see the horse-drawn carriages and pedestrians carrying parcels.

“Ah… ah…!”

A young mother kneeling on the ground screamed in terror, the woman’s arms were still holding a wailing baby tightly, and in the direction she was facing, a black carriage was speeding by.

Just a moment ago, she had fallen in the middle of the street as she dodged another carriage, and the baby she was holding rolled onto the pavement, she didn’t have time to think before she swooped down and picked the child back up, however, she didn’t realize that a new danger would come in an instant.

The speed of the wagon had thrown the young mother’s mind into a blank, and she was unable to react in any way, seemingly having given up hope – or perhaps it was too late to weigh up whether or not to give up on survival, and instinct caused her to squeeze her eyes shut, as well as uncontrollably let out a loud scream.

But all that was heard was a loud clang, and the scene of blood and flesh that should have happened did not.

Reacting, the young mother shuddered and opened her eyes as a haunting image presented itself to her.

Two black stallions – each more than a man tall – were sprawled out on the pavement, their bodies writhing and their mouths constantly hissing in agony. They struggled and labored to rise from the ground, yet it was doomed to futility; though their forelimbs were intact, their hind limbs were a bloody mess.

A thick and long chain wrapped the horse and cart together in a circle, and then it fell to the ground with a clatter.

The people around saw what happened in a flash, just when the horse’s hooves were about to step on the poor woman’s weak body, the thick chain appeared steeply, like a black boa constrictor turning its body to instantly bind the car and the horse, the horse pulling the car in front of it was pulled to a stop by the chain, and the body of the car behind it crashed into the back of the horse with a clang due to inertia – the poor horse. -poor horse.

In the back of the side of the carriage, stood a tower-like strong man, he was more than two meters tall by visual estimation, wearing only a pair of gray-green linen pants, bare upper body, brown skin above the complicated tattoos tattooed, the most amazing thing is his broad shoulders and back and a strong muscle, his arms seem to be thicker than the thighs of the adults, the exaggerated body shape makes him like an inverted triangle where he stood.

The black python-like chain came from the burly man, who held the end of the chain with both hands, his face devoid of any expression.

For the lady who had just escaped from danger, the image of the strong man seemed to be more intimidating than the carriage that almost ran over her just now, and she hurriedly got up from the ground, tremblingly said “thank you”, and ran away with her child without even being able to pat down the sand and dirt that was stained on her body. The strong man did not say a word, one hand shook the chain, the original chain around the carriage as if it had its own vitality back to his side, and then wrapped around the strong man’s body, from a distance it looks like the strong man’s body has more iron armor in general.

Beside the strong man was a young man with black hair, he smiled and clapped his hands, “You’re as helpful as ever, Sita!”

The man named Sita replied, “Helping the weak is a virtue.”

“Haha,” Nathan shook his shoulders.

On the other side of the wagon, the driver was unconscious, and there was the sound of banging and slamming from inside the wagon, before the door snapped open.

A middle-aged man dressed in gorgeous clothing, aristocrats dressed in half a body, but he was a bit of a mess, forehead oozing crimson blood, the corner of the mouth and even the left side of the face are a large piece of blue.

“Who! Who did this?”

He was furious and hissed loudly to the surroundings.

The burly man who had saved the day and the youth beside him had long since disappeared.

The Grizzly Inn was famous for its unique architecture and decorative style in Hydra City, the architecture style of the Horned Bay region was mostly known for its delicate elegance and bright colors, and the building materials were mostly made of timber or burnt red bricks of the best quality, and the taverns here naturally followed the same path, but the Grizzly Inn that stood in the commercial area of Hydra City was like a boulder placed in a garden, and it was built directly out of a whole block of gray mountain rock that had been carved out. The entire piece of gray mountain rock that had been cut out was piled up.

The entire building was three stories high, with the first floor providing food and drink and functioning as a tavern restaurant, and the second and third floors providing lodging services. The roof of this building was not a pointed roof like the other buildings in the Horned Bay, but a flat roof, and what was even more strange was that the roof was actually surrounded by a palisade wall, which made the Grizzly Bear Inn look like a fortress again.

Merchants and travelers are not too fond of this inn, but it is very popular with adventurers and mercenaries, who believe that this building can keep their bodies and minds alert, so as to avoid being worn down by the busy life of Horned Cove – sleeping inside is a great feeling, real men should live in this kind of hotel.

Because of this, when the war broke out in Horned Bay, while other inns were losing business because merchants and travelers ran for shelter, the Grizzly Bear Inn was supported by the mercenaries and adventurers who smelled blood and gathered here.

What no one would have thought was that the Grizzly Inn was one of the secret strongholds of a certain mage organization in Horn Bay.

“Ugh, what a bunch of losers.” Inside a room on the third floor located in the southeast corner of the floor, Edward complained to a red-haired lady.

The current situation, much to his chagrin, was really failing him.

(End of chapter)