Soul tendencies 1.70

The sailors on the ship were armed with swords and shields. At the same time, Sakura loaded her bow with an arrow and Ana unsheathed her daggers. Immortals, beings of the averno at the service of the Persian emperor. According to the old Spartans, these creatures were great warriors who lost all their prestige to the great king Leonidas.

However, the king himself and the soldiers accompanying him were accomplished warriors. Far from being what a crew of sailors with a bit of experience at sea was. Sakura and Ana frowned when evaluating their possibilities, but there was no point in letting themselves be carried away by the imagination. As Viggo told them, "Just look at what's in front of you, never get your hopes up and stay focused. In a single second, a warrior can die, so don't be distracted."

Sakura took a deep breath, always watching as the group of ten immortals rushed to the ship. At the same time, I notice that the crew was frightened to see those silver masks in the shape of a demon. So, she took out two more arrows and put them in her bow next to the one she already had on. He stretched out the rope pointing the three arrows and said -Now, Ana, I will cover you-

-Well- Ana replied and threw herself into a forward run, passing through the sailors and jumping from the ship's board. At the same time, she felt how the three arrows passed over her head and flew hitting the head of three immortals. Ana was going to fall on an immortal, and he received her by directing the tip of his swords forward. Ana fell across her daggers to protect herself while the rubbing of the swords produced an annoying metallic noise. However, Ana was never distracted, she always looked at the immortal and could see through the holes of the mask as he had a lost look. Ana fell to the ground holding her defense and when the immortal wanted to push her using his height and weight, she made herself to the right and passed by cutting his stomach with her dagger. The immortal fell on his knees, but it was far from his end. However, Ana left him unfinished and kept moving forward, exchanging blows with the immortals along the pier. At the same time, Sakura was finishing off the wounded with arrows from the ship.

On the other hand, the crew watched as the girls fought against the monsters coming from Persia and lit up throwing fight cries. They ran down the deck and threw themselves on the rest of the immortals. Some died stabbed instantly and others were injured. However, among more than twenty people they were able to push back the ten monsters of Persia and in the end, win.

For his part, Viggo carrying his axe, advanced against an immortal, briefly unprotecting Semiramis. Once Viggo reached the immortal, he received him with a diagonal cut. Viggo dodged him to the side and then moved forward with his foot, hitting his knee. The bone sounded like a branch when it broke, and the immortal fell to his knees. Viggo moved forward with the axe in his right hand and hit him in the throat. Black blood gushed from the neck like a spring as the immortal put his hands to his throat. Then Viggo took advantage of moving sideways, anticipating the immortals, and throwing axes at the head or stomach. One by one, they were all out of action, and the only one who wanted to ensure the death of Semiramis, received Viggo's axe on his forehead.

At the same time, Semiramis watched as Viggo moved from one opponent to another, throwing accurate axes that destroyed his opponents in a single attack. Once he threw the axe to kill the immortal who wanted to attack her, he moved forward throwing punches, but the strangest thing is that he seemed to slide on the earth instead of running. He took great strides organically and when his blows reached the opponent it seemed that he hit with his whole body. The impact felt heavy, and the bones creaked instantly. It is said that the immortals were trained as the Elite body of the Persian emperor, but none endured more than one punch from Viggo.

Ten minutes later, all the immortals were dead and those who were still alive, Viggo took care of cutting off their heads.

Once the danger passed, Viggo looked towards the ship and saw Sakura and Ana with ten other people carrying the wounded and dead. He felt bad for people, but that's what it was like to be a sailor in this Era. You could die in the middle of the raging sea or by the sword of a pirate. Everyone was just as desperate to survive.

Afterward, Viggo looked at Semiramis, who was hugging herself as she looked at the corpses of the immortals scattered around her. She was pale and with a terrified expression. Viggo walked over, stretched out his hands to hold her by the elbows, but Semiramis took a step back. Viggo stared at her for a long time, so she reacted and felt bad about pushing him away.

-I'm sorry, I'm sorry- Semiramis said quietly. Viggo let out a sigh and moved forward to hug her. She hugged him and began to cry out of sheer anguish.

A couple of minutes later, Semiramis calmed down and Viggo carried her in his arms. He took her to the ship and left her in her cabin, in Sakura's care. Then he went to the deck and passed by looking at the wounded. Of the initial twenty sailors, five died and five others were in serious condition. Only ten were left with minor injuries. The only relief for the vast majority is that the seriously injured or dead were all elderly. Old sea lions waiting to die drinking or in the middle of the stormy ocean.

Viggo approached Ana, who was helping Scheherezade to heal the wounded, and asked her -How are they?-

-Well, I got a cut on my arm, but nothing serious- Ana replied.

Viggo skirted Ana and looked at her right arm, then noticed that she had a long diagonal cut, but shallow. Viggo gave him a kiss on the forehead and whispered -when we get to my place, I will ask my father or my father's friend to do something, and we can erase that scar-

Ana smiled and nodded.

Afterwards, Viggo looked at Scheherezade, but as he noticed her too concentrated sew a sailor's wound with bloodied hands, he decided to take a step back and talk to her at another time.

Viggo focused on Anne and said -I'm going to go see the linen merchant. Maybe he is dead, but he may have something that will help us to know what happened.

Ana nodded and Viggo smiled. Then he walked overboard and jumped from the deck to the dock. Then I walk to the mainland and climb the hill. Thanks to the corpses of the immortals scattered along the way, birds of prey were beginning to congregate in the sky. Viggo came to the top of the hill and saw the large fields of linen and again, he could not identify any trace of life. So, he descended the hill and advanced towards the village, in the center of the fields.

Once he advanced along the paths that crossed the fields, he noticed that animals such as dogs, cats and chickens were circling the surroundings, but none approached him. On the other hand, the only sounds were that of the wind and the rubbing of the flax plants.

Viggo came to the homes of the people who worked for the linen farmer; all made of adobes and flat roofs built with boards. He investigated them one by one and found that the immortals had already passed through here. On the outside, the grounds and houses looked clean, without any trace of violence, but inside, they were painted with blood. Surely, they attacked at night, killing most while they slept and the rest as they woke up.

Once get to the largest house of all, with a wingspan of sixty square meters, almost as big as Kiara's house. He researched his interior and came across the same spectacle. Adults, the elderly, and children killed alike. Some who were unlucky enough to wake up at that time and be stabbed to death. However, there was one that had an unusual state. For the size, clothes and place he was, he must have been the linen farmer.

The room was large, with shelves full of scrolls. The windows were open, letting in the light and wind, which waved the curtains made of white linen and almost transparent. In the center of the room was a large carpet of beautiful colours, something that only the wealthiest man in Athens could afford.

On the right side of the room was a desk glued to the wooden wall with beautiful veins covered with books and scrolls. At the same time, a fat guy, blond, but with brown skin from overexposure to the sun, was with his head resting on the desk. The guy was wearing purple clothes that were now stained with his own blood. At the same time, there was a bloodshed on the ground at the height of his neck.

Thanks to all that blood, the flies were gradually congregating.

Viggo pushed the body to the side, and it fell to the ground. Then he looked at the desk and noticed a blood-stained letter.

"One hundred pieces of gold for the information and a thousand pieces of gold once he has his head" the note read. The rest of the letter was illegible thanks to the large amount of blood that had fallen on him. Then Viggo began to search the furniture in the room and instead of information, he found several small chests with gold coins. Apparently, the guy had received the reward completely. Proof of this were two chests, a small one that you could carry in your hands and a large one that would have to be carried between two people. However, it seems that the linen farmer liked to store money because he had many other several chests.

-Whatever- Viggo said, denying, surely the linen merchant became greedy, and the immortals killed him. He died thinking that he could keep money for life, but now it was going to be Viggo's. The latter left his axe on the ground, ordered the large chest and generated space. Then he poured the drachmas and other pieces of gold into the large chest and once he made sure he wasn't missing anything, he took the chest by the aldabas on the sides. However, he saw that the corpse of the linen farmer had a paper in his hand. So, he put the chest on the ground, approached the corpse, and opened his fingers that were stiff after exhaling his last breath. I took the paper from him and read it:

-your services are no longer necessary, with what you told us we were able to triangulate some routes and we already have what we wanted. Look forward to our visit, which will also be our last-

-Maybe it's all because of Semiramis- Viggo murmured, let out a sigh and made himself want to move on. He had already joined Semiramis and had decided to accompany her wherever she went. Now, the problem was how to protect her. He still had to go to Pefka and other islands to restore the power of the axe. On the other hand, there was the great bewilderment that caused his instinct. At other times I would have alerted him to bad intentions. However, when the immortals appeared, he never felt anything. It was as if they were emotionless existences or the closest thing to that. At no time could he feel his intention to kill, much less any feeling of sorrow or sadness upon encountering death.

-Whatever, we will have to go back to Kiara and see how we can proceed. It is no longer safe for us to go on our own-

Viggo took the chest from the sides and moved sideways so he could pass through the doors. Once he took it out, he went back to the room, picked up his axe, and went out again. This time he took the chest, threw it on his left shoulder, and took the axe with his right hand. Now he would have to be on the lookout for any changes in the air to stay active rather than reactive. Attack has always been the best defense.