Volume 5 Chapter 30 (1/2)

Record Of Wortenia War – V5-C30

POSTED ON AUGUST 14, 2018 BY HASUTSUKI

Editor: Ryan

There was a limit to every person’s patience.

No matter how tough that person was, there was always the limit toit.

And the problem was sometimes people didn’t realize their own limit.

Unfortunately, that was also something one cannot easily express  in numerical value just like in a game.

In the same way, the human mind also could easily exceed its boiling point. It was just a matter of timing.

It was a condition that was usually called as someone going berserk. Actions and words that usually never came out, unconsciously appeared.

Then such anger and dissatisfaction could also spread to other people easily.

Just like a plague, it would attack people’s minds one by one.

Right now, the flame of malice and hatred were prevailing throughout the kingdom of Rozeria.

And currently, the atmosphere in Epiroz is coming to boiling point.

Because of the words of a certain man.

Inside the fortified city. There was a bar located in a corner of the downtown area. –

Although the place was not a slum, it was a place where poor people gathered.

The bar was a place that gave dreams to such poor people.

However, it now had become the place where a feelings of malice and dissatisfaction gathered.

All of this started after many refugees appeared outside of the fortified city.

“Uuuh, f.u.c.k…”

One man groaned inside the bar.

Usually, the bar was filled with the vigorously cheerful drunkards who would come back from work, but today, only cursing could be heard inside the bar.

Many men with dangerous eyes were inside the bar.

In the meantime, nearly ten girls were running around busily.

“Anna. I’m sorry but, could you find something that could replace the bandage? Also, hot water. After all, our shop alone can’t   handle all this. Call the people from the neighborhood for help, and be quick . You, call the doctor. Hurry up!”

While tearing a man’s s.h.i.+rt that covered the wound, a woman with a good physique called out to a dumbfounded young woman.

Although her way of doing things might be a little doubtful when compared to a professional doctor, because she was the proprietress of the bar, she knew how to handle injured people.

After taking off the man’s s.h.i.+rt, blood could be seen flowing out from the wound, following the heartbeat of the man.

“It seems it got to your artery… This is going to be hurt a little, but just bear with it.”

The proprietress then pressed both her hands dyed with blood on the wounded arm.

Although she didn’t manage to stop the blood flow completely it could be said the amount of blood spilling out was reduced.

Besides, if a person could stop the blood flow by doing such a thing, one didn’t need a doctor to begin with.

(There’s no response…)

Despite her hands pressuring his wound, the man’s reaction was weak.

His consciousness seemed cloudy, and his eyes didn’t have power.

“Okami-san… How is he?”

The second woman gripped her hands, like a prayer, in front of her chest, asked the proprietress while trembling.

Maybe because she felt it was her fault, regret and guilt could be seen on the woman’s face.

Her face looked pale, and tears dropped down her cheeks.

“It’s fine, and get a hold of yourself alright? Even if you keep on talking, nothing will change. If you want to help this kid then move!”

The proprietress shouted at the woman who kept standing in utter shock .

(This is hopeless… His body is gradually becoming cold… Even with a magic potion, his fate might won’t change…)

His heartbeat weakened, and blood coming out of his wound also began to lose its momentum.

It was proof that death was creeping under the man’s life.

“Big Brother!”

Suddenly the bar door was opened vigorously, a young man jumped into the bar.

The surrounding people gaze naturally fell upon him.

His face was very similar to the man lying on the floor.

“Oi! Where is my big brother?”