Morning came and most Vikings were passed out from the drinks and meat that they ingested.
Tyr was sober and kept an eye on not only Wychard but the kids as well.
He was still deliberating what to do with them as he knew killing them would be the easier course of action but something inside him did not allow him to take this action.
He knew that if he crossed this line then there would be nothing making him any different from Erik The Berserker.
Tyr contemplated and reached a solution that he thought to be best. He had gotten all the information he needed from Wychard so in hindsight, there was no reason to take him back so what if he left him here to take care of the kids?
He could start a new monastery and raise the kids properly, judging from what Tyr had heard Christianity had no place in this world of chaos but this island protected them from that chaos.