Chapter 89: A Glimmer of Hope!

After hearing the terrifying dragon roar that came in the direction of Bohr village, Molmo immediately rushed back without a care in the world.

As he ran, he put on his heavy coat.

Even though the guards at the entrance of the courtyard had tried to stop him, they were unable to slow down Molmo’s movements in the slightest.

As soon as he left the courtyard, the frigid air blew towards him like blades once more.

Despite this, Molmo immediately ran to his sleigh and untied the ropes that were chaining his sleigh.

The sleigh dogs were also frightened by the terrifying dragon roar. Molmo quickly patted the heads of the sled dogs to calm them down.

After all, it would take at least 2 hours to reach Bohr Village by foot. However, it would only take half an hour by sleigh.

At the moment, the sleigh and the dogs were extremely important to Molmo.

Molmo stroked the chin of the sleigh dogs and attempted to placate them.

Although Molmo was in no mood to do these things, he had to do it!

However, just as the dogs were beginning to calm down, a beam of electricity suddenly appeared.

Its terrifying power made all living beings within a 10-kilometer radius tremble!

“Awooo!”

The sled dogs that had just recovered were shaken by this terrifying lightning beam and they immediately huddled in a corner to keep warm. No matter what Molmo said, they were unwilling to come out again.

As for Molmo, he was also frightened by this terrifying light beam, and it had caused his heartbeat to slow down by half a beat.

Molmo hurriedly gulped down a mouthful of saliva to calm himself down.

“Damn it!”

Molmo cursed loudly. He did not know what had happened in Bohr village, and it made him extremely anxious. However, the sleigh dogs were so terrified by the beam of electricity that they were unable to move.

Without the help of the sleigh dogs, he would be unable to operate his sleigh. After all, it was not a magical sleigh.

Molmo was an ordinary person. He did not have any talent in magic, and he was already in his forties. It was impossible for him to start picking up magic.

However, Molmo’s combat ability was still considered good among ordinary people. After all, he could kill a rampaging wild boar from the Moldos Mountains all by himself.

Despite this, combat ability had nothing to do with speed. Even though Molmo was capable of defeating wild boars, he was unable to make it back to Bohr Village by foot within half an hour.

“Damn it… I’m done for!”

Molmo’s legs went weak as he crumpled onto the ground.

He raised his right fist high and then smashed it fiercely onto the ground.

There was a hard stone contained within the snow. As a result, blood began to flow out of Molmo’s hand.

“How interesting, Molmo.”

While Molmo was disheartened, a familiar voice suddenly sounded from behind him.

Then, a series of horse hooves followed.

Molmo suddenly turned his head around. Lord Magford was riding a warhorse and had brought hundreds of fully armed guards to his front.

“Molmo, what would you do once you’ve returned?”

“You’re just an ordinary person. With your strength, can you save any of the villagers from the dragon?”

“You don’t have herculean strength, nor do you possess any magic. Of course, I believe that you have a brave and fearless heart.”

“However, what good would a stout heart do against a fearsome dragon?”

Magford asked.

For some reason, Lord Magford admired Molmo’s attitude. He reminded him of his past.

“I can’t do anything, nor can I change anything…”

Molmo gritted his teeth.

“But my wife and my children are still in Bohr village. When I think of the dragon wreaking havoc in Bohr village, my heart feels as if it has been cut open by a knife.”

“I am indeed insignificant, but even if I were to die in vain, I will definitely not regret it.”

Molmo shouted loudly.

Molmo’s voice echoed within the land of ice and snow.

“Hahahahahaha!”

Magford laughed heartily.

“Very interesting, Molmo, you really are a hopeless fool.”

“You clearly know that you’ll die, but that does not impede you in the slightest.”

Beside Magford, a guard commented.

“My lord, you really admire this kid.”

“Hahahaha indeed. After all, I was just as reckless as him back when I was young.”

“How about this, Zima, give this kid a warhorse and let him come to Bohr village with us.”

Magford said to the soldier beside him.

“Yes, my Lord.”

The soldier brought over a warhorse and handed it to Magford.

“I’ll leave warhorse named he Yorsons to you. Take good care of it.”

The soldier said to Molmo.

Molmo was extremely excited. This was truly a timely assistance!

Molmo hurriedly stood up and bowed deeply at Magford.

“Lord Magford, I, Molmo, will never forget your great kindness! Should you ever require my assistance, I will not refuse!”

Magford waved his hand.

“If you can spare time to talk, you might as well hop onto the horse and follow us!”

With that, Magford rode straight for Bohr Village.

Molmo nodded and glanced at the warhorse, Yorsons, before hopping on top of it. He touched the smooth mane on Yorsons’ back, and a cold glint flashed in his eyes.

‘It’s time to return to Bohr village!’

With that, Molmo rode on Yorsons and dashed into the distance.

Yorsons was faster, way faster than the sleigh, and Molmo was certain that he would reach Bohr Village in no time.

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