11 Return to the Town

Ulfthein Drekkison got on his horse, this horse has a cream color even though the color was not overwhelming, it was easy to see that this had great strength and size, while Ulfthein Drekkison was in it, Brandur Asbinirgar approached where he was.

Brandur Asbinirgar was sitting on a huge and strong black ash horse, even if its owner weighed more than 100kg and even more with his weapon and armor, this did not seem to have a hard time carrying him.

Brandur Asbinirgar approached with a frown and with a loud voice, he said almost shouting.

'' that bastard really is annoying! ''

Ulfthein Drekkison smiled slightly and with a dry laugh answered him.

'' If you had not intervened then those permits would have been distributed in the same way, even when we have more courage than them, the mere fact of having in them in the faction a large number of ships would have undermined our forces ''

Brandur Asbinirgar with mocking tone and holding the handle of his ax on the back said loudly without fear that the other Godes would listen to him because there were still some groups of Godes who had not withdrawn from the vicinity.

'' ha !, those ass-lickers would not dare to do anything by themselves, they just follow the bastard Snoith Sturlengar like stupid sheep, I even wonder if they are even children of the men of the north, I tell you, those families they should never have mixed their blood with the weak ones from the south! "

Ulfthein Drekkison just shook his head and gave Brandur Asbinirgar a somewhat mysterious look.

'' do not look at their indirect methods, even if they do not fight with us now face to face, if you let them take more economic resources they will do it when we are 1 to 10, although people in the south do not have our courage to the time to face creatures or warriors, their strategies are worthy of admiration, even when you can defeat the best of their knights with your ax in the south, it would be useless against the stone walls and thousands of arrows shot from the safety of their walls ''

Brandur Asbinirgar did not contemplate the words of Ulfthein Drekkison and following hard-headed talk without much thought.

'' snort, then I just have to sneak into the castle and cut off the heads of the weaklings who are behind everything !, I really do not understand how in the South they have the weaklings as chiefs even having territories much larger than all our island! anyway! for my best, if not how could I fight 1 to 3 with his men plated? haha, every time these are more ridiculous you know? the more they fear us, the more metal they put on. "

Ulfthein Drekkison remained silent listening to Brandur Asbinirgar rhetoric, only knowing what he was thinking in his mind, it could be noticed that unlike Brandur Asbinirgar he could see the disparity and the advantage of the Kingdoms of the south with theirs that followed fighting tribal disputes.

Seeing Brandur Asbinirgar who seemed to disdain completely the people of the central continent, Ulfthein Drekkison making use of a few words, he turned off any tone of Brandur Asbinirgar mockery and pointed out the seriousness of the matter.

'' do not forget that those methods were precisely what made our ancestors were displaced to this island by the Norge Kingdom ''

Upon hearing this Brandur Asbinirgar kept silence until leaving the inner walls of Alpingi.

when leaving this in the small citadel were the temporary barracks of the groups of companions of each Gode, Brandur Asbinirgar to see his group gave the last laugh and spanked his horse not without first saying to Ulfthein Drekkison.

'' It may be that way, but I will not fall down without dyeing the blood of my enemies my ax, haha, you are the one who is good at thinking about the difficult things, since you won me years ago in combat I leave that kind of work to you!''

Ulfhein smiled a little more sharply remembering that fight about 18 years ago, he was just a Silver Elite Warrior while Brandur Asbinirgar was a Silver Veteran Warrior, the combat had been really fierce and without compassion, but out of his cold and calm mind that he had been able to beat Brandur Asbinirgar, rubbing his forearm where he had received an attack from Brandur Asbinirgar, he also addressed his group.

several Godes who were in Snoith Sturlengar faction had heard their conversation, but none dared say anything about it.

for Ulfthein Drekkison and Brandur Asbinirgar were the Godes with greater direct fighting power, worse yet because if each one separately were fearsome warriors, united they were even worse, maybe they could defeat them but the cost would be terrible and if none of them had the courage to be without the protection of a faction, much less to venture into a combat where at least half of his side would end up in bloody shreds.

Ulfthein Drekkison watched as they bowed their heads and did not say anything or pretended to talk to others in a way that hid a little better their hypocrisy, he did not give them a second look and did not even have disdain for these people, only muttered to himself.

'' The strong use the methods of the strong, the weak use the methods of the weak ... ''

even so later in his mind, he thought to himself.

'but the intelligent made use the methods of the weak with the strength of the strong'

lost a bit in his thoughts came to a group of a little more than 20 people, the most prominent among this group was a young man under 20 years, even when he was not tall as Ulfthein Drekkison, he came to measure something of 188cm tall, black hair a little long, in a 2 strand braid.

this one had features similar to those of Ulfthein Drekkison but these were a little more delicate and sharp, black eyes like obsidian with a peculiar brightness that showed his intelligence and sagacity, the air that exuded was that of a fierce youngster with great potential and with the audacity that the youth offered him, he was like a brisk colt that summed up all the qualities of youth.

Jarheid Drekkison!

Heikko Drekkison's older brother, the reason why Heikko did not like to talk about his brother was precisely because of his appearance, not because he was a bad brother or anything like that, even though his brother had delicate traits, each one of these gave more assent to his masculinity and bearing, he was simply the image to follow and to envy from his childhood, for that reason he did not like to be close to his brother.

Seeing Jarheid, Ulfthein Drekkison nodded to himself, pleased with the image of his son, although his face did not change at any time.

Even Jarheid's side was a woman of rough appearance but with some beauty, this also had the hair of a black color but could be seen a little clearer because it seemed that it dyed a blond color, his face had strong features as a pronounced nose and a strong jaw with a strong aura, she was undoubtedly also a practitioner.

Agatrhia Drekkison aunt of Heikko and sister of Ulfthein Drekkison, even though she was a woman, had a great weight in the communal decisions of the Godi, not only that but having widowed the legacy that her husband had left was quite prosperous, so it was that she at least for has under her permission 2 scroll permission.

next to Agatrhia was a girl of no more than 10 years old, with a dark hair and a face somewhat tender and even with a babyface, even so she had inherited the strong genetics of the Drekkison family and had a stoic look, even though she was a girl, under Frozland's culture she had enough rights and could even study the art of the sword, she was Lydia Drekkison.

'' Great Chief is time to return? ''

'' ok, prepare everything to leave immediately, we still have a few hours of sunshine that we can take advantage of to move forward ''

being almost summer the day lasted enough hours, so even when it was afternoon they had enough hours to advance the road, also to be able to return to their territory was at least 4 or 5 days on horseback, since most people It was transported by sea, the roads were a bit rough and hard to walk in them.

the others that came with them were their guards because the beasts and sub-species that could be found on the road were quite common, when they had come they found at least 5 different attacks.

who commanded these troops was a man of about 35 years of age with long blond hair and somewhat disheveled, had a robust body and average at least 190cm, was Arnar commander and friend of Ulfthein Drekkison from years ago, not to say it was his best Navigator, his family was known for it so much so that Arnar's second daughter was engaged to Jarheid.

Without saying much, they set off on their way back with their escort of 20 men and the 4 members of the Drekkison family.

.....

the last 4 days had been quite hard for Heikko, not only for the fact that he had to maintain his practice of being balanced, but because he had to study with Maestre Jordian, just a few days he had arrived in this world and without having time for existential problems, had gotten fully into the books.

even worse, because the way of the books that he had to read was quite full of folklore and contexts that he did not understand because he was not a person of the era, the memories that he had inherited were just that and did not contain the understanding of the old Heikko , so that someone with his post-modernist mind had to digest what he read in a more difficult way.

and what was more unbearable was that Maestre Jordian punished him, unlike modern times that physical punishment was forbidden in most countries, here it would be strange if at least they did not take a blow with a stick, it was just like if they were teaching domestic animals!

'' sigh, and I thought it would be simple, at least it is a phonetic language if it were not so ... ''

Heikko shuddered to think that this was a pictographic or symbolic language, that if it would be terrifying, Maestre Jordian interrupted him while he was rambling.

'' It's enough for today, even when you seem to put more effort, you're struggling with even simpler things, it seems you've become more stupid, anyway, I hear you're training and you're even going to compete against another kid is true? ' '

Heikko looked up and was silent for a few seconds as he tried to contain his anger at being called stupid.

'' ..., this is Maestre Jordian, Bolti challenged me to a fight in 3 more days, I could not refuse his invitation so I started training ''

Maestre Jordian raised an eyebrow and while touching his beard said in a somewhat curious way.

'' incredible coming from you, even though your studies have not improved much, I can say at least your effort has improved, your father will be happy with your results, although of course, that does not compare to those of your brother ''

Maestre Jordian shook his head and went back up to the second floor and before disappearing said goodbye to Heikko.

'' in short, you can go for today, I just hope you continue your effort to learn, after all, you learn is not only to please your father but it is for you and the whole Drekkison family and those who live under their shelter''

Heikko when he saw that he was not even looking at the shadow of the Maestre Jordian, he got up from the table and stretched his muscles, with it going to the exit but not before murmuring.

'' tsk, crafty gramp ''