Chapter Ninety-Three: Malten's Home

"Here we are. As Marten's voice fell, the three of them stopped in front of a simple three-story building.www.biquge.info

The building is surrounded by a brick wall, facing the wide street, and a black iron gate is closed, and through the vertical gap in the iron gate, you can see a small courtyard with grass.

The streets of Worms Central were much stronger than those of the Lower Districts, and every few dozen meters along the way there was a pear-yellow street lamp that Thor had seen before, and they even met two groups of patrolling guards on the road.

Due to the fact that Thor and Kratos were so eye-catching, and they were wearing large knives that could not be covered by cloth robes, it was only natural that they should be questioned with suspicion, so Thor had to pay the price of two more golden roses before he was successfully released.

His flesh was in great pain, and four of the ten golden roses he had brought with him were missing that night, which was not a small amount, and he really regretted that he did not take the initiative to ask the clerk of the port for a few silver coins, and as a result, these guys who eat people and do not spit out bones took the advantage.

"Bang bang bang-" The second floor of the house was still shining faintly, reflected through the wax paper between the wooden window frames, and it seemed that the owner of the house had not yet rested, and Malten slammed the iron gate with a slight hurry, breaking the silence of the empty street in an instant.

Thor looked up, and the candlelit room flickered, and then "suddenly" flashed, and the lights went out, as if the owner of the house was disturbed by the sound of the door in the middle of the night.

After another half an hour, there was a soft "creak" in the courtyard, the side door of the house slowly opened, the grass was "rustled" from both sides, and the footsteps came from far and near, and Marten seemed to know who was coming, and he urged and whispered:

"Mary is me—open the door—"

Then Thor saw a middle-aged woman's round cheeks behind the iron door, with a strip of white cloth tied around her head and braided in a braid, and at this time he saw that it was Malten outside the door, with a surprised and delighted expression on his face:

"Oh my God, you're back, sir!" said the woman named Mary, who hurriedly lowered her head, and the iron door shook twice, as if the door was locked, and then slowly pushed open.

"Sir—ah, this is ......" The fat Mary opened the door and saw Thor and Kratos standing behind Malten, and could not help but cry out, but Malten ignored it, and he led the two of them straight inside, and asked at the same time:

"Where are Madame and Mademoiselle?"

Mary, dressed in plain simple coarse linen clothes, looked like a maid of the house, and when she saw that the old man had returned home late at night and looked anxious, she did not dare to delay, and hurriedly replied:

"Madame and Mademoiselle were in their rooms...... The young lady has already fallen asleep......"

"Ah, you're back—" Mary was interrupted, and a woman in silk pajamas ran out of the side door, barefoot toward Malten.

"Anna, I'm back. Seeing that his wife, the fat businessman finally breathed a sigh of relief, and he hugged the woman who threw himself into his arms, almost not holding her twice.

When the two of them let go, Thor saw the appearance of Marten's wife, an ordinary-looking woman, who wore gorgeous silk pajamas, but was not extravagant, but more like a peasant woman who could be found everywhere in a village.

But the merchant apparently didn't mind that, and he clutched his wife's hand tightly, and it was Saul who reminded him to react, "Malten—we'd better move faster......"

"Ah, yes!" the fat man, who had suddenly come to his senses, grabbed his wife's hand and hurriedly asked her, "Where is Winnie, is she in her room?"

Anna, who noticed that Thor and Kratos, turned pale and slightly uneasy, and such two people standing in front of her really gave her a strong sense of oppression, especially since Kratos's height of three meters was like a small tower.

The husband, who came home in the middle of the night, a tall man he did not know, and a belly full of words to say to his husband, Anna replied with some incoherent words:

"In ...... Yes, Winnie is in the house...... God, you don't know how worried I am, Mary said he went to the lower district to buy - he saw the Steelman mercenaries...... But you have hired them to go to Farran, and I have no news...... Woo......"

Seeing that Anna was getting more and more excited, Malten hurriedly covered the woman's mouth lightly, and whispered, "I know my dear, let me explain this later, let's go and wake up Winnie first—there is something more important at the moment." ”

Anna's eyes widened with a look of fear in her eyes, but she calmed down under her husband's reassurance, nodded, looked at Thor and Kratos again, and then hurriedly looked away, and led Malten through the side door to the house.

Under the silent night sky, there was a murderous opportunity, just in this moment.

A sharp "whoosh" burst through the air, and the cluster of arrows shot straight at the Marten with the momentum of piercing the cold air of the night, and then there was a loud "swoop!", and it was held by a large rough hand.

Time seemed to stand still for a second, and Anna and Malten looked back at Kratos' right hand grasping the arrow, Thor's face changed, and Mary, the fat maid who had fallen behind, covered her mouth in disbelief, as if to keep herself from screaming.

Then time began to flow.

"Quick, quick, go inside!" Thor had to push the fat merchant hard, and the couple in front of them crawled into the side door, but in an instant, like an enraged swarm, as the first sharp arrow was caught, and then countless more waves of drain were fired.

"Zheng Zheng Zheng—" There were three buzzing sounds, and it was Kratos who pulled out the ring-headed broadsword that straddled his waist, and slashed the arrow with the back of the knife, and Thor could clearly see a cluster of bright sparks splashing when the two collided, like candlelight in the dark night.

The power of each cluster of arrows was staggering, and Thor had already understood that it was not a bow and arrow that was being shot at them at this time, but a crossbow arrow! If it weren't for Kratos's inhuman strength, an ordinary person would probably be able to send a person flying with a knife in one blow.

"Let's go-" Fortunately, the winding process of the crossbow was quite slow compared to the bow and arrow, and there was a respite immediately after a round of shooting failed, and Thor pulled Kratos and ran into the house, and when he looked back, the fat maid Mary was still alive, and it seemed that she had been hiding behind Kratos before, and luckily escaped.

In an instant, the three of them entered the house and stumbled into the side door, and the Malten couple would get up, and Anna was pale, even if it was white and frightening in the dark room, but the fat merchant seemed extraordinarily calm.

Perhaps it was Kratos who gave him a glimmer of confidence in grabbing the arrow that could have killed him with his bare hands, and he said to Saul in a coherent and coherent manner, although his face was anxious, "My lord--my daughter's room is on the third floor-"

"Let's go, go find her first!" Without any hesitation, Thor hurriedly ordered, the main task this time was to bring Marten's wife and daughter back, but obviously someone had already targeted his family, and he had been using it as bait to lure Malten, otherwise he would not have been attacked as soon as he returned.

Listening to Thor's order, Kratos took the lead and strode upstairs, with the Martens and their maid Mary sandwiched in the middle, Saul pulled out the big knife from his waist, and after breaking it himself, the group hurried to the third floor.