Fernandez

Sheyan was brimming with puzzlement.

There weren’t radar systems of satellite trackings in this era, how did the Vikings so effortlessly locate us?

Bear this in mind, the present Hill Maiden was confined to near coastal voyages, and was seemingly a crippled ship. Furthermore, the crew’s battling capabilities had declined substantially. If those pirates located them, his remaining crew would very likely be bathed in blood by Ammand; not a single would be spared, while the Hill Maiden be incinerated.

That pirate exclaimed with alarm.

"Aye, it wasn’t Ammand who found us but those seven vikings, who proclaimed themselves to sense the undiminished aura of their clan’s sacred artifact haltin’ right on our ship. That be how they found us easily."

In that instant, many notions flashed past Sheyan’s mind. He instantly asked.

"How was their attitude towards ye?"

That pirate pondered before replying.

"Very ordinary."