《How I Became A Jarl》Hunt For A Moon pt. 2
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We slowly killed five more followers one by one. Some were killed in the back alley some were killed in the shadows by Skyge. We were getting closer to the places I knew, the ones close to church and training grounds for Riglids.
[ Hati ]
“Next target is in that bakery.”
I knew that bakery… The owner is Astvar’s friend, Landrir… With our capes on, covering our faces, we went in. I was hoping to see someone else beside him in there… but my hope was shattered the moment I opened the door… He was the only one in the bakery.
[ Landrir ]
“Good day. How may I help you?”
I just stood there with goosebumps all over me that came with a realization that he is my target… A young man who settled here with his bakery found the love of his life, and brung a child into this world is the person who I need to kill… Tae didn’t take any action when he saw me frozen in place.
[ Tae ]
“Umm… Do you have anything sweet?”
[ Ladrir ]
“I have something like that… There are sweet bread, cookies, muffins with fruits…”
While they were talking I had a conflict inside my head. This guy is my target… I need to kill him but I know he is a good guy that Astvar knew… Or was he only good in front of us? Or am I the bad guy now? No… There is no good or bad side. It’s a conflict between gods and I got caught up in it.
Tae ended up buying a few muffins and leaving the bakery with me. We just sat there by the statue with muffins in our hands. I clearly wasn’t in the mood to eat. Landrir probably didn’t recognize me… did he? He didn’t say anything to me directly. In his eyes, I was a customer who just ordered muffins.
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[ Tae ]
“What’s wrong? I can clearly see that there is something going on.”
[ Eric ]
“I can’t kill him…”
[ Tae ]
“Why? You didn’t have a problem with previous people…”
[ Eric ]
“Oh… You’re right… I killed people… I did kill one before this hunt but it’s now hitting me… We’re killing people who just believe in this Mani… They have families… dreams… but I took it all without a second thought… But how are you hanging there? Aren’t you against it?”
[ Tae ]
“It’s not easy… but I accept it as… necessary evil…”
[ Eric ]
“Necessary evil huh? It has a nice sound to it… but we still kill people just because someone told us to… The world works much differently than I thought! How was it that easy for me to kill them earlier and now… I’m regretting it all… I can’t kill that man…”
[ Tae ]
“Fine. Let’s move on to another… It would be hard to kill him unnoticed anyway with that big window of his bakery.”
After this, we killed two more guys… By we I mean Tae. For the first time, I saw him taking someone's life. Of course, it wasn’t easy for him. I could clearly see that in his eyes, eyes wishing for this to end, for peaceful life to come back.
[ Hati ]
“The only groups alive are that in the church and the one that you left for some reason… We have only two options now. We make a silent approach as earlier but we need to wait for the night since too many people are here or… We barge in and kill them before the moon gives them the power to fight back.”
While Tae was thinking about which approach would be better I was sitting on the ground of the back alley with my hands on my head thinking that it was all just a bad dream. Norse gods being real and one of them choosing me? Real funny… REAL FUNNY!
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*SLAP*
My eyes were forcefully open by Tae’s hand. His slap was painful but it woke me up in a way. I came back to reality. It’s not a dream or a nightmare.
[ Tae ]
“Are we going in or do we wait…”
[ Eric ]
“The sooner the better… Let’s just end it.”
I slowly approached a guard with a hatchet hidden under my cloak. For the whole time, I had the intention to kill him but at the last moment, I changed my mind. I didn’t want to hurt him… but then I felt something on my face. I whipped it and saw blood on my hands and a guard with a sliced throat on the ground. I looked around to see if anyone else did it. Maybe Tae? But no. I was the only one standing by this, now dead, guard. I was the one who killed him unknowingly with my ability… Set In Motion.
[ Guard ]
“Raise your hands, murderer!” Shouted a guard that came out of the corner of the church.
Before the man could approach me Tae stabbed him and made sure he is dead. Then he grabbed me and dragged me into the church. We blocked the gate with a metal candle stand.
[ Tae ]
“Where now?”
[ Hati ]
“All of them are in the dark tower. Few of them are on the first floors and all three servants are almost at the top.”
When I heard three servants I remembered why I’m here. Why I’m killing those people… One of them killed Skyge’s family… and Astvar… While Tae was trying to open the doors to the tower I just kicked them. The loud sound slowly traveled through the tower.
[ Tae ]
“Now they definitely know that someone is here!”
[ Eric ]
“Like I care…”
I only looked once at my tattoo and it shined. He is here! I ran and ran. Killed anyone who was in my way. I was on a rampage. Before they could react I sliced them with my special sword. When the door opened I saw three men this time there was no cloak to cover their faces. One face I already knew was a Skinny blond guy with a short beard and a scar on his left eye. The one I’m after. There was a guy with long blond hair tied in braids with a few necklaces on him. Between them stood a bold guy with tattoos on his head just with his reaction I already knew who he is… The same guy that panicked when we fell off the bridge in the temple. And what they saw was one man covered in blood and sweet, with pure rage in his eyes.
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