The glare Ery directed towards Frayne carried certain air to it, heavy and suffocating. The weight of his power brought a definite pressure, sending Frayne's head down to the tip of his feet.
He still rembered the swiftness of the other party's sword that could match the two Hans' famous legendary swordsn. Also, he clearly recalled how this man could use magic that bend space to his will. It was no wonder that they lost so many inside the strange smoke.
Without him realizing it, Freyne's body was sweating like buckets as his entire being filled with trepidation. Why did he have to et this man here
The man called rlin asked, "You are wizard Freyne, aren't you? What do you want?"
"I, uh, haha… well…" Frayne almost imdiately jumped at the ntion of his na by the other party, just like a mouse that got its tail stepped on by a massive cat. "I just ca to check if what you said to Torstein is true…"
Freyne felt like his tongue was heavy and thick, his words stilted in front of the powerful wizard. Everyone was confused at his behavior. The great wizard of the Iceni Kingdom had suddenly been rendered little more than a kid in the presence of this wizard called rlin.
Ery turned around, looked at his surroundings, and said. "I was honestly hoping to see the Jarl, but it appears no one dared to co here and see directly." He sighed in disappointnt.
His expression prompted Frayne to stand up ramrod straight. The Iceni wizard then hurriedly tried to placate him. "I… of course, I will go back and ask for the Jarl to directly et you.."
Freyne's completely changed behaviour left all of the 5 warriors, including Torstein, confused.
On the other hand, Ery replied to Freyne's offer. "There is no need to do that. I will co with you, and speak to them directly."
Monts later, the five Jarl, the iceni prince, was surprised to see Frayne return with the said Wizard, rlin. The other party's wizard, who was responsible for the death of their thousands of warriors, walked into the enemy camp by himself.
Seeing the walking figure, the Danes' leader suddenly turned around to face him. Right at that mont, the air suddenly beca tense as if the temperature had dropped several notches. Unconsciously, the Jarl put their arms on their weapons.
Ery however maintained his calm as he continued to approach them, staring at those leaders to gauge their strength, and then spoke without a hint of fear in his eyes.
"You all should quickly recover your wounded ones, or more lives will be lost in this pointless war. While you're at it, I want to ask you all to leave this place at once, you will not win this war while I am here." Ery said with a stern voice
The words and the powerful aura Ery emitted with his presence prompted the Jarl with the massive greatsword to stand up and pull his weapon. He pointed the weapon at Ery, who only eyed it with mild disinterest, and said. "We have not lost yet! Now that we know of your trickery… we will fight! We still have five tis more soldiers than your numbers!"
Another Jarl stood up, lifted his axe to Ery's chest, and poked his chest with the tip of his weapon. "Yes! By coming alone here, you are just asking for death!"
Ery let them rant for a second before giving the Jarl a slight glare. Facing against the glare, the massive muscled Jarl suddenly found himself in hesitation.
Regardless, Ery could only sigh in exasperation at the Jarl's responses. The Danes were known for their courage and love of battle, and they would most likely never give up in the face of a losing battle. He had hoped they would listen, but it seed that words would not be enough for these kinds of people.
On the other hand, when he made the decision to co here, he ca with the understanding of what most likely be the Jarl's answers.
The battle itself was a testant to the depths of the witch Maeve's involvent, and Ery had to resort to more drastic asures to ensure no lives would senselessly be lost. He even ca here with the determination to kidnap all the Jarl away to force the Danes to stop attacking if needed.
He let the energy crackle on his hands, ready to cast his spells, when Jarl Haraldson approached and said. "rlin, we of the Danes will never back down from a challenge, but…" He turned to speak at the other Jarl before saying. "I propose we accept the kindness, and in return, we will stop our advance for half a day to rest and let the wounded recuperate. What do you all think?
The Danes were honorable people and what Jarl Haraldson proposed also seed to be a good solution. With that, other than the Iceni, all of them agreed.
As for Ery, this actually a better compromise, this way he had no real need to make a real enemy of the Danes by kidnapping their leader. Half a day was a lot of ti for him to switch strategies and help Arthur finish the fight on his side instead. Therefore, he agreed to the conditions.
After the decision was made, Ery opened a [Spatial Gate] and returned to his camp through the dark gate. All the Jarl and the Iceni kingdom soldiers could only stare in shock at the spell he showed, and so couldn't even keep their mouths from opening agape.
On the contrary, the iceni prince was looking at Freyne annoyed without saying anything. Freyne, being a court magician for almost all his life, knew what his prince's gaze ant.
But, Freyne could only explain with a wry smile on his face. "My prince, I advise you not to ss with the man. He was much stronger than anything we could possibly throw at him."
Ery returned to the camp with great news. With this, their objectives to delay the enemy could be said to have succeeded already. However, before they were able to cheer for victory, the distinct sounds of horse hooves could be heard not far away from them.
A knight in silver armor hurriedly jumped down, almost falling from his horse, and stumbled in front of Ery before giving him a slight bow.
Ery recognized him from his insignia as one of Arthur's n, and he quickly said his ssage "Master rlin, the main group are losing! The king is in grave danger!"
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