The bar was packed with people early in the night. Soldiers, troops and hunters gathered together to drink after a hard day's work, bursting into laughter from time to time.
Boom…
Just as the crowd was indulging in their drinks, the door that blocked the heavy snow from the interior of the bar suddenly burst open, letting out a deafening thud. Following that, a warrior that had the getup of an adventurer stumbled into the bar, covered in blood. He fell fiercely onto the ground after just taking a few steps forward.
"Sir, Valenia Valley… The Church…" The warrior covered in blood spoke as he crawled with difficulty toward a tipsy horse-faced man. It looks like he was the loyal follower of the horse-faced man.
Lucasa?
Seeing the warrior covered in blood, the horse-faced man immediately sobered up after shaking his giddy head in disbelief. He pounced forward, "Lucasa, say, who injured you, I'll lead the brothers over to kill him!"