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The Son Of Ragnar

One must see through the deceit of one's very own truth. Do you believe in the Old Gods? This story follows the life of a young African boy, who was ripped from the life he had known and thrown into an unforgiving one where a single mistake could cost him everything. Being branded a "thrall", he was to be sold but an unforeseen event swept him ashore in the heart of the Norsemen, the Vikings. What fate has the Gods chosen for this child? is it one of salvation or one of destruction? COVER IS OWNED BY ME!

Kelvin_A · 历史
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518 Chs

From Bad To Worse

Jan had made his appearance something that no one had anticipated, not even Birger himself, as this shattered the illusion of Vingulmark taking a neutral role.

"Who are you!?" Tyr questioned. He knew with one look that Jan was a man he could not beat, and this suspicion was confirmed by how he was repelled. 

The strength of Jan sent Tyr tumbling a couple of meters away, smashing into the dead body of Sven.

"Wow, this place has gone to shit…." Jan said, looking around and behind him. An army was there, and this sealed the fate of Askild and his men.

Even the men he had given to fight under Askild switched allegiance back to Jan when he made his presence known. They were surrounded and rounded up in a circle.

  The fighting momentarily stopped, and they were on the brink of defeat. Even Ragnar could not deliver the finishing blow to Kåre, and he slipped away into the crowd as Ragnar's attention shifted to the more significant threat.