17 A dying man

Today Swain was on his trip to Earth/Atrium as usual. It has been more than 20 years since he became the king of Vanaheim. Vanaheim is being rebuilt with each passing day and most of the duties of palace are performed by Nezit. He is mostly studying magic or absorbing space gem or Ice casket. And in the free time, he likes to visit Earth or the universe.

Today was the same, he was visiting the Earth as usual. At this time of seventeen century, the French are the most powerful empire but the British are not week.

He was visiting the streets and enjoying curiously the culture and traditions of past. No matter which era it is, people are still full of vitality and you can even find thousands of things on a single street.

Suddenly, he noticed that there was loud cry in the nearby forest. The place from where the sound came was pretty much close to the town where he was. He teleported to the place with a quick teleportation.

The moment he teleported, he saw that a man covered in blood and wounds was fighting with 7-8 people who looked like assassins. Despite of being wounded deeply, he was overpowering them and eventually killed them all. But after killing the people, he fell to the ground and rested tiredly.

Swain covered himself using a concealment spell and went near the man. With a single look, he found that the man was poisoned and his wounds were so hideous that he would die after a few minutes even without poison.

He looked at the man but had no intention of helping. Although he could help him, but because it might affect the timeline and future, so he never interferes with the matters of Atrium. He had seen many such cases previously. He looked at the man one last time and was about to leave. But then he heard a slight voice due to his keen senses:

" Who is it? Who."

Swain was stunned and saw around him and found that there was no one beside him. So the man must be calling himself. He was really surprised because the man found him even when he was using a concealment spell. You must know that his magic is not simple and he can now even be called one of the beat magicians of the Universe.

So this caught his intrest. He waved at the man and the man was suspended in the air. The man tried to struggle but it was of no use as he was binded by Swain's magic.

Swain teleported to a nearby lake in the middle of the forest with the man. This is a place where he usually rests when he is in Atrium. This place is full of nature and the environment is also very good. He placed the man on the ground and waved his hand.

The poison in the man's body was quickly removed using healing magic. Water magic is very helpful in healing and water is Swain's speciality. He also stopped the bleeding of the man and washed him off.

Swain bandaged the man himself. It is the first time in his present life of close to 200 years that he bandaged and treated a person by himself.

After changing the clothes of the man, he rested on the side.

Before the man was covered in blood and wounds, so Swain couldn't see his appearance clearly. But now that he saw the man, he was surprised by the man's features. The person had short black hair which shined when the sun rays fell upon them. His bronze coloured skin was covered with numerous scars which almost covered his whole upper body and some were even on his legs. He had strong muscles all over the body and his figure was burly and large with a height of more than 1.9 m. He looked like a warrior who had fought countless fights and all his scars were like his trophy.

As an Asgardian Prince, Swain has seen many beautiful people and his own appearance can be said to be one of the best in the universe. But the person in front of him was only average handsome, but his unique temperament which was formed by fighting countless death battles waa a unique thing even for Swain.

Swain has seen many powerful warriors and even Traus is a great warrior and a fighter who has experienced countless fights but he also doesn't have the aura of surviving countless life and death fights.

So after bandaging the man, instead of leaving, Swain sat close to him nearby resting under the shade of tree.