The Sage of Einar

When the camp was fully established among those hills, the special forces soldiers began their work of entering the Bangor barony.

Although it was a plains area and for the most part it was used for agriculture, they entered using the forests that were in which place to go unnoticed.

After advancing for a while, they reached a small forest which was completely unprotected from enemy warriors.

So in that place they established the second camp from where all the special forces soldiers who would enter the barony to search for the enemy army individually left.

One of them was Kirk, a 21-year-old, who had been a slave who was captured a long time ago while hunting.

Fortunately, he found a new vocation after he was selected from among all the recruits to be a member of the special forces.

After a full year of training and having taken part in various missions during the war, Kirk's capabilities had increased at an astonishing speed.

On his horse he advanced north, taking a route away from any sign of civilization. The tactic he used to avoid being seen by the enemy patrols was to advance at night.

While he was doing it, he was looking for places where he could rest so that he could map all the things he found in the day.

For 3 days, he was touring the entire northern area of ​​the Bangor barony until he came across a large frozen lake.

So he decided to check it for some valuable information, for that he hid his horse in some bushes and advanced in silence.

It was not until he could reach the westernmost part of the lake that he could see a group of three enemy warriors sitting around a campfire.

All of them did not seem to realize that there was someone watching them silently. Kirk looked at them for a few minutes and seeing that there was no one else.

He prepared his crossbow to kill two of them and leave only one alive, for that he aimed at the two closest.

After taking a deep breath, he aimed his crossbow and fired, the first bolt piercing the warrior's head. When he squeezed the trigger of his repeating crossbow again, he killed the second warrior.

The third enemy warrior was about to get up and start running when he can feel his leg being pierced, so he yelled in hatred as he fell into the snow.

Kirk walked towards the warrior and when he arrived, he hit him on the head so he lost consciousness. When the warrior woke up, he found his hands tied.

However, he can feel great pain in his legs as he lowered his head, and he realized that he had some large wounds on his knees.

This caused the warrior to try to move his legs however he was completely useless as he could not even feel them.

"Do not try to move your legs, cut your tendons so that you cannot escape, you have two options, the first is to try to escape and fail because the snow is going to kill you or you can answer my questions and I will let you live."

The warrior gritted his teeth and glared at Kirk. "I will never answer questions from a bloody heathen."

Kirk simply smiled and approached the Warrior as he showed him his dagger "Before I was a special forces soldier I was an experienced hunter for many years.

I killed so many animals that you couldn't imagine it, however the most valuable thing I learned is that I can skin almost anything.

Unfortunately, I do not have the same level as our King Einar, however I have my own technique with which I can skin without problems.

But since I'm a civilized person, I'll ask you again, are you going to answer my questions or do you want me to do this the hard way? "

The warrior gritted his yellow, decayed teeth. "What do you want to know?"

Kirk kept the dagger from him and stood up. "How many people are there in the army that is training, where they are training and most importantly approximately how many people like you are nearby?"

The warrior bowed his head to him and sighed. "I don't know how big our army is. But I can tell you that it is the size of a big city, however despite that I feel that it is too small an army.

As children and women simply do not have the capacity to be able to adapt to the life of a warrior, I am almost certain that they will be the first people to die.

The training is taking place west of this place, about noon on horseback. As to the approximate number of guard posts there are, I just don't know.

I am just a warrior who has no privilege in the army and I am not even a noble.

Now that I have answered your questions, you can set me free. "

Kirk who was writing everything down in his notebook looked at the warrior with a smile as he take his dagger.

At that moment, he crouched down and without any kind of warning he simply buried the dagger in the warrior's heart, killing him completely.

"I'm sorry, but I have rules to follow and one of them is that I cannot leave any person alive, unless in heaven your soul finds the peace you need."

At that moment Kirk got up and took from his side a small shovel which he hung from his uniform.

With it, he began to dig in the snow to create an object large enough to deposit the three bodies, because of the size of the shovel it took almost three hours to finish making a hole.

In it, he placed the corpses and all the things of those warriors, because he did not intend to leave evidence that those warriors had died in that place.

Once I finished placing all the things that he had to remove, he covered all of that with snow, leaving all the evidence completely disappeared.

After this, he moved away from that place and advanced towards his horse because he planned to go west, because he wanted to see the enemy army.

Well, the number of people that the warrior said made him quite nervous because saying that you have an army the size of a large city was not something he would like.

'If I can remember correctly, a large city should have over 100,000 inhabitants ...'

Just thinking of that number, Kirk felt a chill.