[Forbidden for the Brave] (15)

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Chapter Fifteen - The Incident

The sun was slowly setting. Cassie had been at the meeting all day, and the note didn't seem to be from him. It was probably

Anya's. Had something happened again? Thinking that the landlady wouldn't wake up anytime soon, I decided to

check Fortunately, it wasn't too far.

Following the address on the note, I walked further and further into the remote area until I arrived at a dilapidated old house. Strange, what would Anya be doing in a place

like this ? Seeing that the number was correct, I went up and knocked on the door. After a long while, the door opened a

crack, revealing half a face. It was Jessica. Jessica blushed when she saw me, then closed

the door.

I could hear the scraping of chains inside, as if someone was unlocking it. Why so secretive? It sounded like

at least before the door was opened. Without even looking, I walked in.

Upon entering the room, I found it extremely crowded, not because the room was small, but because there were too many people. Only one

oil lamp was burning brightly. Anya sat in the middle chair, surrounded by people who looked at her respectfully. These

were clearly the former subjects of the Kingdom of Yura. Jessica returned to Anya's side. My arrival seemed to have interrupted

her, and she paused for a moment before continuing,

"Everyone has heard that Princess Anlia is somewhere in Catherine. Now, if we can find her

location, with everyone's strength, we can definitely rescue her!"

Some people showed excited expressions, seemingly moved by the previous speech, while others

frowned , seemingly unwilling to participate in this troublesome matter. Jessica, of course, noticed this as well.

"Think about how much the princess loves us! How can we bear to see her continue to suffer in the hands of the enemy

! For the sake of our deceased king! We should rescue the princess!"

Anya sat there biting her lip, displaying an expression I had never seen before—dignified and

virtuous. So this was truly a princess. Anya stood up.

"Listen, everyone! I originally wanted to rescue my sister on my own, but I was too foolish.

There are too many powerful people here, and rescuing her is extremely difficult. I already felt terrible for the destruction of Yura, failing to

protect my people. But now I beg you all, please lend me a hand! Rescue my sister! We

will definitely find a way to rebuild Yura!"

"You want the Second Princess to beg you?! Isn't this what subjects should do?!"

Jessica said angrily, and the subjects seemed to be moved.

"I join,"

I said, breaking the brief silence. Anya turned to look at me gratefully.

"I join!"

someone in front said.

"Me too!"

"Count me in!" "Are you kidding me?

Of course we have to rescue the princess!"

The voices were unstoppable, and the enthusiasm of the crowd spread rapidly as if ignited. The whole room was filled

with an atmosphere of unity. Of course, some people were just raising their hands out of necessity.

Once the noise subsided, Jessica slowly began making arrangements. Lacking funds, she

rented several houses in the nearby slums for everyone to make do with for now. There was

progress ; once they had information, they could set off together. Jessica would try her best to procure weapons.

After the arrangements were made, the subjects all went forward to greet Anya.

I stood on the edge of the crowd watching. Anya truly was a princess. If there hadn't been war,

there would have been no reason for an ordinary commoner like me to know a princess. The scene from that night I met Anya flashed

before my eyes, feeling like a lifetime ago.

When the crowd had mostly dispersed, Anya looked at me and gestured for me to come over. I stepped forward, momentarily speechless

.

"This is Ren, whom I mentioned. He was the one protecting me throughout," said

an old man with a dignified appearance, standing beside Anya. Several other people, seemingly important ministers, were also

present .

"Oh, so this is Ren. Thank you so much for protecting our princess all this time.

I'm ashamed to face you, you derelict old man."

"Uncle, please don't say that."

"Uncle?"

I couldn't help but ask.

"Oh, I am the Grand Tutor of the Kingdom of Yula, Anthony Huronston. You can just call me Anthony.

I've watched the princess grow up since she was a child, and she has always liked to call me uncle. Although I was afraid that it would be beneath her dignity, she has

never changed her mind, hehe."

I nodded, and then Jessica pointed to the people behind her and said.

"From me onwards are Diakia, Bernice, Chris, and Helen. We were originally part of

the princess's personal guard. On the day Yura fell, the guard only managed to find the second princess, who happened to be nearby. After

a fierce battle, they finally escaped, but were separated by the fleeing crowds on the way. Fortunately, the princess is safe."

I looked at them one by one. Diakia's build was slightly similar to Jessica's, and she seemed to be a warrior as well. She also had

a neat short haircut with her bangs swept to one side. Her bust was probably around a C cup. The only

thing I've learned recently since I came out is that people actually classify women's bust sizes. Compared to Jessica, her bust was

definitely a G cup.

Bernice had long golden hair tied in a ponytail. She wore a simple white robe that made her look

solemn . She held a staff in her hand, probably for a priest. Although she didn't do much exercise and was covered by the robe,

I could still see her slender figure. Her slightly protruding bust was probably around a B cup.

Chris had striking red hair, styled in a bun with two tufts

of hair reaching her chin. Her eyelashes were longer than the others, and her large, blinking eyes were always captivating

. Her high, full breasts were probably around a D cup. A spellbook hung from her waist, clearly indicating she was a mage.

Standing at the back, Helen, whether due to her young age or natural shortness, was a head shorter than the others, only

reaching my chest and abdomen. Her bright, large eyes and baby face made her look like a fifteen or

sixteen-year-old girl. Her short, creamy-white hair revealed ears much shorter than the other elves; at first glance,

one might mistake her for a human child. However, her breasts were unusually large, probably around an E cup, especially prominent in her delicate...

The small figure appeared even larger than the large one. I couldn't immediately discern Helen's profession, but since she was in the guard, she was

definitely a power user.

Several people seemed uncomfortable under my scanning gaze, and, knowing I was their benefactor, they hesitated to speak, all

awkwardly lowering their heads. Jessica coughed at me, and I quickly looked away

. Anya, busy catching up with the Grand Tutor, didn't notice, only glancing at Jessica when she coughed, unaware of the situation. After

a brief introduction, Anya initially intended to stay, but was persuaded by the Grand Tutor and Jessica to stay. She ended up taking

Chris back to the inn, while the others stayed behind to protect everyone.

On the way back, I briefly explained the landlady's situation to Anya. Upon hearing about the landlady's

actions angrily gritted her teeth, while Jessica blushed, seemingly recalling her own reckless

behavior that night. She decided to consider what to do next after returning home.

To avoid embarrassing the landlady, Anya went straight back to her room with Jessica and Chris. When I returned,

the landlady was already awake, sitting blankly on the bed, not even noticing me come in.

She only looked up at me when I approached, and we stared at each other for a long time before tears welled up in her eyes. I quickly sat down

beside her, letting her sob on my shoulder.

"It's alright, he can't hurt you anymore."

"...Waaah...what am I going to do...how could he do that to me..."

"What happened? Why did the boss suddenly become like that? He was fine before!"

The landlady started crying even harder. I realized I'd asked the wrong question, so I

gently stroked her back.

"...Originally...I thought things would just pass...For the first few days he was just frowning...After a few days

he seemed to have recovered a bit...suddenly he told me...he wanted to...have sex with me...but I had just gone through so much...

I had no mood for it and refused him..."

The landlady sobbed a little and continued.

"Who knew... from then on he completely ignored me... drinking all day... hanging out with customers...

business was completely non-existent for those few days... I went up to persuade him... but he... he got angry and hit me... saying that I was his husband

... why should he only let the orcs... have sex with him, but not let him touch me..."

The proprietress seemed to be struggling to recall every detail and word her boss used at that time, trying to

completely .

"Then he was in the tavern... on the table where the orcs were humiliating me that night... he pinned me down on the table... in front of

so many people... lifted my skirt... and... he just... he fucked me... sob..."

"While he was fucking me... he asked me... if I was even better... I had no strength to resist at all...

until he ejaculated inside me... I thought the nightmare was over... so I lay there crying..."

The proprietress was crying with tears streaming down her face. I wanted to stop her from continuing, but I was afraid that things would not be over until she vented

.

"Who knew a villager would run up to him and ask... if he could... have sex with me... he'd pay for it... and he agreed without even

thinking ... the man gave him some money and came over to grope me... I struggled desperately, but

more and more people joined in... in the end, I was pinned to the floor... men kept climbing on top of me... I felt like

my chest was being torn apart... my genitals were completely numb... but they kept twitching instinctively... I thought

I was going to die there..."

"...I wish I had died there... the next day he tied me up in the wine cellar... and men kept

coming in to vent their lust on me... most of them were villagers I often saw... I never imagined that these usually kind men... would be

so cruel as to vent their lust on me... completely ignoring my feelings... constantly... constantly ejaculating their disgusting, filthy

semen... inside me..."

"I've decided to die... As soon as he lets go of me... I'll take him down with me... Waaah...

You know what happened next... I have absolutely no idea what to do now... I don't know

where else to go besides here..."

This was indeed a troublesome matter. Although I wanted to say that she could come with me, I didn't say it. Firstly,

the landlady was currently traumatized and unable to make a rational judgment. Secondly, Anya's situation was at a critical juncture; her

life or death was still uncertain. I couldn't possibly take the landlady to her death. Of course, there was also some selfishness involved. I

was wandering around alone without a fixed abode, and having someone with me wasn't very convenient.

"You can stay here with me for now. We'll think of a solution slowly. You should rest a bit more."

The landlady looked at me gratefully, wiped away her tears, and nodded. Despite being much older than me, the landlady leaned against me

like a little girl. Her soft body exuded a faint fragrance, and just holding her in my arms was very

comfortable. Before I knew it, we had fallen asleep.

(After a long time)

"Ah!!!"

I was startled awake by a sudden scream. The landlady was still in my arms, also woken by my sudden movement

. The sound came from outside the inn. I got out of bed, stretched my limbs, my whole body was a little sore and numb. The landlady

seemed to notice, looking at me apologetically.

Jessica pushed open the door first and came in. The two of us looked at each other and nodded. Jessica's room was facing away from the source of

the sound , so she ran to my room to see what was going on. The two of us looked out the window. The sky was already dimly lit

, but what was displayed in the morning light was an abnormal scene.

A bull demon was chasing civilians, its claws and mouth covered in blood, it seemed that someone had already died at

its hands. Bull demons are high-level monsters from the depths of the northern plateau, with a bull's head and a human body, much

taller . Usually, bull demons have some basic intelligence and will not attack others unprovoked, but this bull

demon was completely insane, frantically chasing its prey.

Putting aside the considerable distance between the northern plateau and Catheran, how could a bull demon possibly bypass the guards'

sight and enter the city? Had someone smuggled him in? Jessica and I rushed downstairs to give chase, only to find

the innkeeper leaning against the door in a panic, muttering something to himself.

The innkeeper was an ordinary old man in his seventies, unremarkable in appearance. Jessica and I approached and

heard him muttering to himself,

"...It's over...Catheran is over...The end of Catheran is coming...It's over...It's all over..."

Jessica placed her hands on the innkeeper's shoulders and shook him.

"Wake up, old man, what's wrong?"

The boss, regaining his senses and seeing it was the two of us, exclaimed in horror,

"...The seal has been broken!...The seal on the Bloodthirsty Mine has been broken!!"

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