433 King Ragnar Is...!!
Ragnar awaited his execution but there was nothing outside, he could hear the commotion.
Ragnar's face creased into a smirk, his sons were here.
King Ragnar was a man who could defeat Erik the Berserker unarmed, there was no way his equal existed in this world or at least this was the ideology that people had adopted.
This blurred the line between viewing him as just a man or as a god. nOVe/lb-In
Ragnar didn't care much about his condition because he expected this outcome.
There is no way his sons would let him die and this was the key to the victory.
Tyr had demonstrated that he was a skilled warrior and tactician even though his actions ultimately ended up in his advisor losing his eyes but it was what won them the war.
The gates to his prison opened and Ragnar was ushered out, people watched him like he was some demon from the bible.
In no time, they began to throw dirt and mud at him, swearing and condemning him but all Ragnar did was smile.
"So these are the Christians?" He thought to himself, they were no different from any other person.
Ragnar didn't blame them for their reaction, he was their enemy and he expected to be treated as such but where were they taking him?
This was Ragnar's thought because something told him today wouldn't be the day he died.
But then he caught a glimpse of his son, Tyr and he understood what was happening.
Tyr had made some sort of bargain with the King but would this guarantee the release of Ragnar?
That was to be seen and Ragnar soon saw an exhausted person on horseback, running through the gates even though he didn't understand what was about to be said.
"King Ælla! I bring news!!!" The messenger barked and Ragnar instinctively knew his son was in danger.
They would have slaughtered them all otherwise without hesitation like they were so keen on doing the night before.
Alf served his purpose even though he ultimately betrayed Tyr but that betrayal was what helped Tyr accomplish his goals.
The Christians were panicking and the warriors gritted their teeth, furiously looking at Tyr.
"Whew! If only looks could kill, am I right?" Tyr joked and that was when the rusty chains binding Ragnar broke apart.
The men around him quickly attempted to restrain him but Ragnar knocked them all out with a single blow each.
Ragnar walked towards his son and he could tell from the look in King Ælla's eyes that this man was more afraid of his son than he was of him.
They couldn't kill the King but they had managed to capture the most important hostage without spilling a single drop of blood that day.
King Ælla had once again overestimated his ability and underestimated that of the Vikings.
He thought Ragnar was the monster, but that wasn't the case because who was this soulless demon before him?
That was what he saw when he looked into his eyes and this paralyzed him in fear.
"Do you have this handled, father?" Tyr asked and Ragvar nodded but he noticed his son step forward with his axes unsheathed.
"What are you doing Tyr?" Ragnar asked, one would think capturing their King was enough.
"We cannot kill the King... No one said anything about these people," Tyr said and his eyes weren't even focused on the warriors but rather the citizens.
He noticed his father was covered in dirt and their hands as well which only meant that Tyr was going to kill them for that sole reason.
"Tyr... Stop," Ragnar commanded, hoping he still had any sort of control over his son.
"I'm afraid I will have to disobey you, father. Do they think us monsters? I'm about to show them exactly what monsters do," The look in his eyes changed and this was when Ragnar understood just what kind of danger his son posed but could he prevent the slaughter of Innocents?
