The Sage of Einar

Chapter 86: Duel in distant lands

In a gloomy room, Anders was tied up, who was surprised when the door of the dungeon where he was was opened.

“Anders, I see that you have already woken up, I have good news for you.

The queen has asked me to organize a team to go raid one of the many Franks’ villages in retaliation for attacking our beloved wall and guess what.

You are going to be the leader of all the bastards who are not afraid to go to Valhalla.

By the way, how I pay in advance for your services I have been instructed to allow you to take a good bath, enjoy a jug of mead and you will also be able to enjoy the warmth of a beautiful woman … “

After this Anders was led by two warriors to the pigsty where they threw him into the trough that was in the place.

When he stuck his head out of the dirty water, he could see how a sow had what appeared to be a gnawed skirt, holding back his anger.

Anders wiped away the dried blood on his face.

“So that’s what they meant by a bath and the warmth of a woman.

Hey bastards, where’s my mead, how can I enjoy the clean waters of this drinking fountain and the company of this beautiful sow when I don’t have a drink by my side!

The guard he was guarding shook his head and from his waist, he took his horn containing stale beer. With a smiling face, he approached the pig trough and showed the horn with stale beer to Anders.

To later remove the lid and spit it into the horn.

“I hope this drink is to your Excellency Berserker’s liking.

By the way, if you need more beer, just tell me, although it may come a little hot. “

Anders, who could no longer control his anger, turned to see the sow and after taking her by the neck, did what he had to do.

At night Anders who had a completely disgusting scent stood in front of a group of thieves and rapists.

All of them were the scum of the kingdom, they had been taken from the gourds and their lives had been spared, on the condition that they will fight within the Frankish kingdom.

“I am glad that slags have come, I am sure that most of you have killed and raped more times than any of the virgins on this wall have.

But that means nothing on the frontier of the Frankish empire since each of the people who inhabit the fortified towns on the frontier has developed ways to be able to fight against us.

It is a pity that for them their wooden walls are fuel for our work to burn their lands, the brute force led by me is going to destroy each of their fortified villages.

The rules are simple, each one of you is going to follow everything I say and you are not going to doubt my orders. If any of you do not agree, you can come and tell me what you want.

I will take care of listening to them one by one, as my ax will take care of cutting off their heads one by one. “

Anders when he finished speaking began to walk through the scum that would be his soldiers.

“Now let’s talk about the advantages of having me as a leader. The first and most important is that they can steal everything they want, but women must be distributed according to the principle of merit.

As for children and the elderly, they can do whatever they want with them, but for men, it is only death or slavery.

If someone dares to rape a woman without my permission, I will cut her eggs and put a dress on her to be the slave’s toy.

Now someone has any objection … “

The muscular hand of a great Viking rose and began to walk through the scum until it came in front of Anders.

“My name is Sigurd and I disagree with the rape rule and your leadership, so I challenge you to a Holmgang.”

Anders who was visibly cheerful took off the animal skin that covered his chest, exposing his muscles, as he spread his arms.

“I accepted your duel. We will fight right now, and we will only use our ax to fight.

As soon as our witnesses will be this scum, now if they don’t want to die, it is better that you stay away because I cannot guarantee that I will not kill them by accident. “

Everyone present started screaming in excitement and created a circle around Anders and Sigurd.

Sigurd, who was holding a fairly old ax, looked carefully at Anders who seemed not to care what he did to him, but despite this, he knew that Anders was too dangerous, since in his gaze he could see the eyes of a predator.

When the two men were exchanging glances, a Godi who had been imprisoned because he had murdered an entire family because he was ordered to do so by Odin, stood in front of the two men and holding a rat, he split it in half using his hands.

“May the blood of this sacrifice bless this land and guarantee a fair duel!”

Anders clenched his ax and waited until the Godi was far enough away for the duel to begin.

The moment the Godi left the circle, the two men pounced on each other, seeking to kill each other.

Sigurd was placed on Anders and using his ax made a cross-cut trying to behead him, but Anders using all the years of experience he had bent down and used his fist struck him in the stomach.

The blow was quite strong so that Sigurd who had lost his breath took three steps back, Anders taking advantage of that he used the handle of his ax to hit him on the nose.

Enduring the pain of having his nasal septum broken, Sigurd used his two hands to take Anders’s neck and pulled him to give him a good head butt, to Anders’ bad luck when he wanted to avoid it, he moved his face.

So the head butt directly hit his left eye, the pain he could feel made him clench his teeth so using his ax he buried it in Sigurd’s shoulder and with a pull, he made a large cut in the muscles of his left hand.

Feeling the pain of having his arm cut off, he used his knee to hit the stomach of Anders who, bending over in pain, received a punch that broke some of his teeth.

Spitting out some bloody teeth, Anders laughed and launched himself at Sigurd, who could not dodge Anders’s tackle so he fell to the ground while Anders repeatedly hit him in the face using the handle of his ax.

Sigurd, who was shocked due to the constant blows to his face, used all his strength to take a stone and hit Anders ‘head. This made Anders’ attacks stop for a moment.

So using his hand, he pushed Anders to the side and began to get up slowly since he wanted to take his ax that he had dropped when they made that cut on his arm.

“Hey Viking, I think you’re looking for this!”

Sigurd who had unconsciously turned around was killed at the time when Anders buried his ax in his skull.

As Sigurd’s corpse fell to the ground, Anders gave a victory cry and placed his foot on Sigurd’s head.

“Someone else wants to challenge my word!”

Nobody dared to challenge the Berserker Anders, because they knew that although he was injured, he was still a real danger since he did not fear death.

Seeing that no one else had enough eggs to challenge him, Anders bent down and took his ax from Sigurd’s skull to later start walking towards his pigsty, but before leaving he looked with his one eye at the scum who was looking at him with respect. And fear.

“Rest well as tomorrow we will start our pillage campaign and remember not to try to escape or do something stupid.

Around where we are there are enough warriors to kill us twice, already when we leave the wall of Danevirke.

It will be our rules. “

In the morning, Anders who was sleeping on a pillar opened his only good eye and headed towards the pig trough.

Where he could see his reflection, which showed him quite haggard and also showed him a rather horrible image of the state of his eye.

With his hand he touched what had once been his eye “That damn thing, he took my eye as his trophy after he died.

It’s a real shame I haven’t suffered enough, but the damage has already been done, so I have no choice but to close the wound in my eye. “

After this Anders cleaned his body and walked towards one of the many fires that the scum had made in the morning.

Upon arrival, he put his dagger on fire and with a stick in his mouth began to burn the wound on his head to later burn the wound in his eye.

Anders was able to feel pain so great for the first time in his life that it made him feel like he could reach Valhalla when the red-hot dagger touched his eyelid.

All the scum that was near Anders could only gulp as they could see on the face of the Berserker an amorphous smile that told them that he was completely crazy.