T H E A D D E R S

P A R T 2

Chapter 2
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Dresbo
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"About Dresbo"
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They reached the walls of Dresbo. It was made up of bricks strong as Dresbo itself. It was Adders Country. No one even dared to go inside that place for a battle without praying their final words. The army of 5000 stopped and Bols went to the Chief Gaoler. He opened the gates and there it was. The Beautiful Dresbo. All of it was made of the same brown bricks from which the walls were made. There were people going in and out of the markets. They were butchers and farmers and miners and soldiers and every kind of worker in a common country. But this was no common country. It was a country of wizarda who were capable of magic. The King Of All Elders Dominique Adder ruled Dresbo. His second in command was the Next King Bartholomew Adder. But Bart's views were very different from that of Dominique's. Dom wanted Dresbo to be prosperous and wealthy till the end of his time. But Bart wanted the whole Continent. He was going to conquer  every powerful country and have its armies and then march back to the Capital, Raido where King Groteo waited for him. He had the best plan. But now he was injured and inside the palanquin. The Elders were not the usual kings who wore silk and diamonds. He was dressed in robes. They were sages who ruled the country. But they had no rules. They could do anything they want. But there was no women for them to love to. The Elders came into the front of the gates to welcome the Heroes.
They congratuled Bols,Adden Jacky and Trant.
"Where is Bart?" Dom asked. "Where the fuck is the King?"

"He is inside that palanquin Dom. He is injured. There was a Crowding. And he was stabbed. It was serious but now he is fine."

The door of the palanquin opened and Bart came out. His body was covered in stitches. His entire body was wounded. His face had a slash right below the eye.

"For fucks sake. What happened?"

"He was blinded. Blood sprayed into his eyes. From there he was stabbed twice. Then he went out again , and there was the fucking Crowding. We lost most of our army in that thing. "

Bart could walk. Dom went upto him and hugged him.
"Well Done Bart. Even if you look like a piece of shit,it was a fucking remarkable victory. Myriada is ours."

"So is Bladria,Dom." Bart put his hands around Doms neck and walked. "They were two fucking wars."

"What are you talking about,Bart? Two wars in seven days? Fuck."

"4 days. The Bladrian Army who was the Brother of the Myriadan King had been called in time of need. But he arrived late. So he decided to fuck us up. But no he lost his best soldiers in the first and second lines. Then his fucking Crowding went wrong and he was pissed. His face is now pissed upon a spear. Lets go inside fellas. Its time for a celebration"