Vikings: Journey of the Juggernaut

He disappeared
"Are you late?"

Genat looked at the Bastion farm not far away, with flames billowing and thick smoke filling the air.

He quickened his pace and arrived at the farm. He saw the widow and her brother and sister standing around a large burning fire and throwing something into the fire.

The family of three in front noticed his arrival at the same time.

"It's so late, what's wrong?" Itiya's gentle voice came out.

Seeing that the widow was okay, Genat breathed a sigh of relief: "I heard that the rogue Hobo talked about dealing with you, so I came over to see if I need help. After all, Thor treated me well."

"I will be careful, but the person you mentioned has not been here tonight." Itiya said calmly.

"Then I'm relieved." Genat looked at the flames with a smile and asked casually, "Are you burning?"

"Some of the tattered clothes and shoes that Thor had when he was alive are no longer needed." Itia continued to throw a piece of tattered leather into the flames.

wow...

The flames burned more and more fiercely, and a strange pungent smell came out.

Genat's peripheral vision passed over the fire, his eyelids twitching slightly. There was a burning foot in the flames.Turning back to the widow, the eagle-eyed boy's clothes were still stained with unwashed blood.

As a raider who had gone out to rob many times, he knew exactly what such a situation meant.

The lame man must be dead.

I just don't know who is doing it, whether it is the secretive widow or the eagle-eyed boy who has always been maverick.

It seems that this family is not as simple as they imagined.

There was also a little girl with an innocent smile in front of him. With a crunching sound, she was digging into the belly of the headless crow with her hands, which suddenly made him feel a little creepy.

I even had the urge to turn around and leave.

I am only of average strength among the raiders. If the opponent has mental arithmetic and carelessness, he may not be able to defeat this family.

However, the matter was not finished yet, and Genat could only continue to say: "Itia, can we take a step to talk?"

"Excuse me for a moment?" The woman paused for a while, then said, "No need, just tell me what you have to say here. Both Rayleigh and Mellie are my closest family members."

The eagle-eyed boy looked over at the same time, but his pupils were exceptionally clear, looking harmless to humans and animals.

Maybe I thought too much!

Genat hesitated for a while and said, "Well, someone asked me to tell you about a marriage."

"Marriage?" Itia thought for a while. If you say this, this Jinat is indeed not looking for trouble.With her appearance, it is normal for many people to have thoughts after losing her husband.

She took a few glances at the smiling man in front of her: "Fight away the scoundrels and save the beauties as a hero. Is this your purpose?"

"Of course not." Genat quickly denied, "The person who likes you is much better than a little bastard like me."

"Sorry, I'm not interested." Itia refused.

Jinat did not give up: "Don't be too busy to refuse. You are still so young and it is impossible to get married again. And you should understand your situation. There is not a strong man around you, but there will be many people like Huobo. If you are looking for trouble, think again, the person who likes you is very good..."

"There's nothing to think about. No matter how good you are, I don't care." A hint of dissatisfaction flashed across Itiya's expression. Being a parent is much more interesting than being a wife. If I go back to the days when I had to clean up the mess in the long house every day, just thinking about it A desperate thing.

Now as a parent, it is completely different. You can decide how your money is spent, instead of being used in extravagant and wasteful ways.

What's more, she felt at home here.

Now I am living with hope and expectation, instead of another uncle ruining this beauty.

Anyone who wants to destroy this beauty will be his own enemy.

Her eyes suddenly became sharp, she locked onto the smiling face in front of her, and issued an eviction order: "Even if there is trouble, our family will solve it on our own without you having to worry about it. Now, please leave the farm."

This woman...is different!

Recalling that when Sol was around, she had always been polite, but now she had an edge.

"Okay, excuse me." Genat didn't bother anymore, but it was a little hard to understand why just talking about marriage would cause such a lot of resentment in women.

For such a young and remarried widow, he had never seen anything like that happen in his life, and it was simply impossible.Unless she doesn't like the person introduced, or it's wrong, she hasn't said who it is yet.

What is the reason?
When he was about to walk out of the farm, Genat suddenly realized: Could this woman want to raise an eagle-eyed boy as a new husband?

If this is the case, then the poor widow is really unlucky. It will be many years before she understands what kind of man she is missing now.

Genat put aside these still distant thoughts and gradually disappeared into the night.

……

Inside the longhouse, candles are brightly lit.

Itia picked up two semicircular rough-cast iron rings on the ground: "This must be the secret you hide. I saw that sword. It is much faster than when you usually train."

"Uh..." Rayleigh acquiesced.

"I didn't expect you to be training with weights all the time." The light in Itiya's eyes flickered. No wonder she always felt strange, why Rayleigh was so good at everything else, but his physical strength and speed stretched his hips so much.

She finally understood why Mellie still looked at her with admiration when she saw her brother lose that time.

I put the weight of two semi-circular iron rings on my wrist and tried it. I found that it was not the 01:30 point where my strength dropped.From this point of view, Rayleigh's strength has reached that of a trainee raider.At the age of less than 12, he already has warrior-level strength and is also a hero.Being an outstanding person means that if you don't die, there is a high probability that you can grow into a raider war commander in the future, which is the leader-level combat power of a large tribe like the Mist Crow Tribe.

Itiya's mood instantly became beautiful. She admitted that she was just a layperson, and of course she deserved to be happy when a genius appeared in her family.

Before the boy grew up, he had to protect this home.

"Starting tomorrow, come back early in the evening to train with me for a while." Itiya said suddenly.

Huobo's death, if his father had not returned to the tribe for a long time and no one reported it, might have been treated as an accidental death at sea.But this is just the luckiest situation. Things often don't go as people want, so you still have to make other preparations.

"How about I come?" Rayleigh understood what the woman meant, and was obviously preparing for a duel.

If a person disappears out of thin air, as long as their family members report it, the tribe will find out about them sooner or later.Even though that person has become a farm feed, this is the Vikings in the eighth century, so there is no need for any concrete evidence chain.

The law here relies entirely on the personal judgment of the leader.Regardless of whether the body can be found or not, as long as one's family has the greatest motive, it is enough to be judged as a murderer.

Of course, based on the rules of the tribe and Huo Bo's character, there was no way that he and others would be sentenced to death, especially when his brother had just died fighting for the tribe.It would most likely be a duel at that time, if his father insisted on pursuing it.

"I'll do it!" Itia said gently, "You still need to grow up and need to be protected by me."

"Oh."

Rayleigh just said this casually. In fact, he really had no intention of going up to the duel.

After all, the sister-in-law in front of me is an official raider, and she is better than myself now. It won't be a big problem to beat Graham, who is old and frail and has been numbed by alcohol.Besides, if she wins the duel, she can also stop some flies like Hobo with her fierce reputation.

Otherwise, a beautiful woman without any strength would be afraid that cats and dogs would come to the farm and wander around a few times.

"Go and repair the Screech Crow. My sister has been waiting for a long time." Itiya said again.

The younger sister nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, and quickly pointed to the broken Screech Crow in her hand.

I have been waiting for a long time.

"..."

There was a black line across Rayleigh's forehead. Could it be that this was a crow? It was just a bunch of torn pieces of wheat straw.

What a big project!

"Let me help you." Itia knelt down and picked up the wheat straw on the ground.

"Okay." Reilly did not refuse.

My sister sat on the chair, dragged her cheeks, swayed her little feet, and watched with interest as the two men repaired the Screech Crow.

After the repairs were completed, he could tear the screamer crow apart and twist its head off.

Just thinking about it is exciting!

……

Mist Crow Strait Territory, central settlement.

This is where most of the tribal people without farms live, and it is also where the only market in the territory is located.

When the old craftsman who had just returned to the tribe heard from people that the banquet had been over for three days, he instantly felt that he had missed a whole room of delicacies.

"I don't know if that guy Hobo will leave some food for me."

The old craftsman returned to the house with some expectation and found that his son was not in the house.The fire in the firepit has long been extinguished, and there are still rotten food on the table. It seems that no one has been living there for a while.

Where has this kid gone?
The old craftsman went out and asked a few people, but the answer he got was that they had not seen Huobo in the past few days, and they only knew that the last time and place he appeared was at the banquet.

After searching for an entire afternoon at his residence, the old craftsman finally felt that something was wrong.

His son is missing!

He was afraid that he got drunk at the banquet and provoked someone he shouldn't have provoked. He only hoped that the person would spare his life, so he locked him in the cellar.

That night, the old craftsman immediately went to Barnard Farm to seek help and investigation from the chief.

……

There is a hidden cave wall near Barnard Farm, where the modern prophet of the Mist Crow tribe lives.

The big stone door blocking the entrance was slowly opened, and an extremely tall bear-skin old man walked in.

"Has something happened to the tribe again?" Along with a hoarse voice, candles lit up inside the dark cave wall. In the innermost part of the candles, a faceless man slowly turned his eyes back.

The eyes are a pair of weird vertical pupils!
"A person is missing. Do you want to come out for a walk?" The old man's voice was very calm, and there was something as heavy as a mountain in the calmness.

"Detecting missing persons and seeking the truth really aroused my interest." The hoarse voice sounded a little excited.

The next second, the old man watched the faceless man in front of him suddenly lift his feet off the ground.His two feet kept walking on the same spot, but his upper body had separated from his belly and floated straight towards him strangely.

"Old man, help me see how I am walking now?" The hoarse voice became more and more excited.

"No big or small!" The old man snorted with a nasal voice, dispersing the hallucinogenic powder in the air, and everything in his sight returned to normal.

There was a hint of age in his eyes, the previous generation of prophets were not so out of touch.

(End of this chapter)