Don't Mess with That Dragon-Chapter 681 - 069: Hunger

That day, an earth-shattering noise resounded throughout the city, with scorching flames shooting into the sky, and billowing black smoke obscuring the heavens.

York awoke from a beautiful dream of Death God, trembling as he hid in a pile of moldy wheat straw, unaware of the happenings outside but certain it was nothing good, his hunger dissipated by the tension.

The intense explosion lasted for a while before it finally subsided.

But what followed was a deep rumbling sound.

It felt as if the entire earth was shaking, the whole city seemed to be trembling, as if a mountain flood was pouring down, impacting the entire city.

Panic-stricken shouts of fleeing people came from outside:

"The city is breached! The troops have entered!"

The frantic crowd scattered everywhere.

York forced himself to endure the hunger, emerging from the pile of debris, only to see that the sky beyond, the noble area in the center of the city, was already shrouded in billowing smoke. In the distance, the tall and mighty city walls had a massive breach, through which fully armed figures, clad in black steel, entered along with enormous Steel Giant Beasts.

It felt like a flood of black steel breaking a dam, surging in irresistibly.

The menacing aura was so palpable that even from a considerable distance, it sent chills down York's spine.

Even the most foolish would know:

The city has fallen!

Breached by these unknown enemies!

Wealthy merchants who narrowly escaped sat on carriages fleeing in disarray, commoners scattered in all directions, with defeated soldiers banding together, looting amidst the chaos, where everything was in turmoil as far as the eye could see.

York stood there at a loss, the hunger making him dizzy, as if his whole stomach would ignite.

Just then,

his keen eyes suddenly noticed a piece of black bread seemingly dropped inadvertently by someone fleeing in panic beside a messy pile of straw!

In the chaos enveloping the city, no one paid attention to a little beggar by the roadside, so York seized the moment, picking up the black bread from the grass, nervously glancing around to make sure no one noticed before wrapping the black bread tightly in his dirty, tattered clothes and hurriedly running back to his makeshift shelter made of a pile of wheat straw.

Fortunately, the city was in such a state of chaos that York's frantic, unnatural actions did not draw much attention.

Back in his moldy shelter, York eagerly mixed the black bread with water from a dirty puddle outside, gnawing at it.

While eating, he kept vigilant, shining eyes on alert for any movements outside through the shelter, like a frightened little beast.

Outside, chaos reigned,

Artillery fire raged, an unknown army had breached the city's defenses, taking control of the city center and the entire city.

Everywhere was in chaos, especially in the wealthy areas where the elite resided; looting and riots were rampant, with fires rising continually, unsure if started by the unknown army or opportunistic rogue soldiers taking advantage of the chaos.

But none of this mattered to York huddled in his shelter.

At that time, he huddled in the shelter, savoring the black bread he hadn't tasted in a long time, a rare sense of happiness spreading through him as food settled into his stomach.

All around was chaos,

But in this inconspicuous shelter in the back alleys of the poor district, a small warmth persisted, flickering in the night of a tumultuous city.

On that day, York did not consume the entire black bread.

Not because he knew about potential stomach issues from eating too much after starvation, but simply because, after surviving on the streets of the slum for so long, he had learned to save food for tomorrow.

Otherwise, in case of unexpected events, not finding food for several days would mean starvation.

This was the magical treasure that allowed York to survive and grow in the slum streets where life was harsh for everyone.

Among the other beggars on the street, York had seen many who didn't know how to save end up starving to death by the roadside.

He, too, was very hungry, so he cautiously ate just one-fifth.

Chewing slowly, savoring the flavor masked by sawdust but still delectable, until it all melted away before swallowing it down.

Then he refrained from drooling, hiding the remaining four-fifths of the black bread.

With the leftovers,

York roughly calculated that, combined with rats from the sewers, outside trash, and tree bark, he should be able to survive for about ten days.

However,

York ultimately did not get a chance to eat the remaining four-fifths of the black bread.

Because,

after the Dragon Nest Legion breached the city and swept away all resistance like autumn leaves, the Blue Dragon Kingdom's militia and various grassroots officials entered the city!

Early the next morning,

when York couldn't resist wanting to take another bite of the black bread, repetitive loud voices came from strange devices placed on several streets.

The gist was to celebrate another victory for the Blue Dragon Kingdom's army, the government would distribute food for free to the entire city at the city center.

After yesterday's turmoil, many people were apprehensive and harbored suspicions about these unfamiliar victors.

However, some cautiously went to the city center after hearing the broadcast.

York was one of them.

When the first batch of these starving, destitute, ragged people received the promised food at the city center, the vast majority of the city's lower-class people went into a frenzy.

After York got his share of food,

at the city center, long lines had already formed.

Many had no awareness of queueing, leading to conflicts and chaos with so many people, but it was quickly subdued by soldiers maintaining order on both sides, using sheer power to show the city's many citizens that they now had a new ruler.

That day, everyone received food.

Many even got two or three portions.

York was among them.

The free food distribution lasted for three days in total, significantly boosting public sentiment throughout the city in favor of the Blue Dragon Kingdom.

York's devoutness was largely because the Blue Dragon Kingdom's authorities freely distributed food for three consecutive days right from the start.