What kind of power is that?-1
Chaucer howled. Having his hand ripped off from his arm sent unimaginable pain throughout his body.
Stablethorn immediately instructed some of his people to attend to him as he was a important guest but his mind wondered how it all happened? And who is the mysterious man on the wall?
" Don't scream like a little girl and make it worse. Go back home and reflect on your actions and never show your face in this village ever again-"
" Wait! What are you doing?" Mera smacked his shoulder before he could finished giving his impressive outro.
" What? Aren't they bad guys trying to attack the village?" Noah rubbed his shoulders. His body was hurting all over and even walking felt like a chore. It was a miracle that he was able to drag his body hundreds of meters without anyone helping him.
" If they don't come back who is going to deliver us goods? And why are you even using your powers so openly and shooting down an important man!" She unexpectedly took Chaucer side.
" My daughter, he is only trying-"
" You, shut the fuck up! You were about to do the same! Marching there like you are still young, you could have thrown your back out just by jumping from this height!" She turned and started scolding Alastair too.
The situation became so absurd that the army that were standing outside felt like they were being treated like a bunch of kids trying to steal candies from a stand! They were the fucking battle-hardened respectable soldiers, how could she treat them like nothing and show utter disrespect so openly!?
While they were arguing, Chaucer had his hand fixed up. There was no way it was going to attach by itself without the help of a sorcerer but at least he was not bleeding heavily. He stood up and looked at the drama happening on top of the wall.
" Argh..ha ha." He breathed heavily as his fury reached the peak.
" Are you okay?" Commander Sablethorn asked. As his advisor, he needed Chaucer's input on their next move! If he deemed it dangerous to proceed, Sablethorn would take it into account to think of another solution to neutralize the threat.
" I am alright, young lord. I will appreciate if you ask the concubine to treat me after we take down the village.' Chaucer knew about Mera's capabilities as he had witness it plenty of times whenever someone got hurt but there was one problem, she could reattached the limbs if all the blood left the detached part.
Honestly he didn't know much about how the human body worked, there was no way of him knowing about the modern medical knowledge like ischemic time for limb reattachment.
" You want me to continue attacking?" Sablethron was surprised by the fat man's tenacity. Despite losing his hand without anyone noticing, he was ready to support Sablethorn with his wits.
" Argh, yes. Have you ever heard of such powerful sorcerer in these regions? Even his majesty doesn't have anyone capable of such fast movement attacks. You have to remember even the great sage Ezekiel conjure his magical power for whole day and night to level the ancient city!" Chaucer yelled loudly which made Mera and Noah stop fighting.
" These bastards already know about our plan to attack them and used a cheap shot to put fear in you and your fellow soldiers! Can't you see? They must have worked day and night to come up with this facade to overwhelm your mind! Young lord, I urge you to send our sorcerers to directly destroy the main gate with confidence!" Chaucer was pretty confident in his assessment.
Sorcerer were a rare breed, even in this large island there were only hundred if one count all appearances for the last decade that includes the one that died or disappeared over the years. And if one counted the legendary figures, they wouldn't need more than their fingers so the chance of a small village like this to sprout up such a character was slim to none!
" You are right." Sablethorn came to a similar conclusion. Being a nobleman, he knew the island's history more than common people, this was definitely a ruse and Mera is putting a great show to deceive him and throw away his 'generous' offer!
" Are the people of this world this dumb? They are trying to fight me with swords and magic?" Noah couldn't help but say it out loud.
" YOU BASTARD! IS SNEAK ATTACK ALL YOU CAN DO? A FAKE SORCERER TRYING TO SCAM THE VILLAGERS, DON"T YOU FEAR RETRIBUTION! Young lord, you should send the three of them to deal with them directly. I know you are worried about casualties but in war, you have to make hard decisions." Chaucer didn't want Sablethorn to remain indecisive. He fucking lost his hand for this shit, if he didn't get at least the gold worth his weight, he will not be satisfied with this venture!
" What do you think?" Sablethorn asked the three hooded figure. The middle one came forward and gave him a respectable salute before speaking," I agree with Mr. Chaucer hypothesis. I have never heard about an ability like his, it must be a ruse."
Sablethorn nodded. He had never seen any of their faces but the trio had destructible abilities and the man that replied to them was their leader. If he says he could take on the mysterious man, he believed him.
" Alright go ahead." His army made way for the three sorcerers as walked calmly toward the gate. Mera knew things just got serious but one the other hand, Noah wanted to see what kind of abilities a real sorcerers have.