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Chapter 38 - Surviving the Invasion of Snow Crest

Chapter 38 - Surviving the Invasion of Snow Crest

Chapter 38 - Surviving the Invasion of  Snow Crest

 During the ten days of the siege there were a lot of problems  that arose during the conflict.

 First was medicine.

  With all the constant and almost endless horde of Snow Giant's, all the forces in the town of Snow Crest would naturally be injured and thus because of that  during this invasion of giants that they need serious constant medicine supplies to survive.

 Second was weapons.

  With the constant surge of enemy the weapons used by the garrison and all the forces in the town would naturally  deteriorate in durability  or even break, so therefore the forces in the town would need weapons and repairs in order to fight back.

Third was food.

  The body of a being is like a machine, without the right fuel needed then it won't function properly. Thus what all the beings in this town need was food. With food they can endure and fight, with food they can survive.

 And because of those three reasons that Stian is currently on a scout mission. With his hand's ability he is suitable for scouting and is undetectable as long as there is no mages that can detect him or somehow gets covered in snow or anything that will reveal his form.

 Hence the mission is important, Stian wasn't alone. On the other side of the marketplace lies the huntress named Cyra Frey, who is also a friend of Stian. Cyra after the collapse of the gates decided to quit cooperating with the garrison due to being separated and also because of the chain of commands collapsing.

 The two of them had one thing in common right now.

 They are desperate.

 Ten days have passed and almost all the food have already been hoarded by the garrison forces and the only thing to do now was to find areas that have been not touched by the garrison.

 And that was the marketplace, since the marketplace was run over on the second day when the snow giants invaded the town, a lot of the forces did not dare to step in the market area.

 From roof  and  ledges, Stian uses his traceur movements in order to quickly navigate through the area. Coupled with  the passive strength of his ability that he was able to use the most of his movements to the highest capabilities in order to search the area.

 Arriving at the top of a building, Stian knew that judging by the heavy locked cellar that there would be food stored inside it. But there was one thing that is an issue, that is that there  are horde of snow giants located in front of the store.

 Thinking that there is no way they can open up the cellar without attracting attention, Stian then called over Cyra by throwing a stone towards a bronze pipe that one of the dvergr's use.

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 Hearing the signal,  Cyra then use her mobility to  rush towards Stian.

''Found anything?'' asked Cyra

''Yep, that locked cellar right there seems to contain food, the store above seems to have some food left we can take for now, we should return to the restaurant for now''

''Understood'' Cyra replied

 There were not a lot to talk about now and Cyra who seems to be not in the mood in teasing and so was Stian who is now on a serious mode. Therefore the two didn't idle by and rush back to their temporary based.

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  Meanwhile in the top of a giant waterwheel lies an old man. A lot of people usually calls him Old man Ron but none really knows his full true name..

 Old Ron was standing in the top of the column of the waterwheel, right now his eyes contain a look of sadness as he watches the town of Snow Crest fall into despair.

 And as if it was intended a person that seems to have suddenly appeared like a gust of wind. Covered in a robe the mysterious man spoke.

''It seems that we have been successful in our endeavors''

''Yes it seems you did Loptr...''

''Ron, the man who possessed a blessing  that no one knows.......are you planning to stop our handiwork?''

''No I won't, I am a man who rather  like to be  a character in the sidelines..''

''Is that so?' Loptr laughed.

'Of course , I am too old to care for things like these. So what did you do?'' Old Ron asked.

''I won't mention the details but let us just say that we convinced  Snaer into blowing the ever winds into this degree..''

''Hmmm, so what is your plan?'' Old Ron said.

''Nothing much, just trying to prevent this city from being too prosperous. Simple as that.''

''I see'' Old Ron replied.

''Anyway, after we crushed this town and it's wealth then we would move on.'' Loptr said

''What about the monsters?''

''It should be fine, that woman should be done cleansing the magistrate forest soon and probably would come here to help as soon as possible like she always does..Anyway,  I shall go for now'' as Loptr vanish like a blow candle.

 Seeing the robed man go, Old Ron sighed in his heart. His job of being a courier have always have him met such people. (This town would soon turn into chaos now that days have passed, maybe I should interfere?.....no I should just watch.. I am a  retired old man now after all..) Old man Ron then sight as  stood up as his body turn into a  light and disappeared  right in thin air.