night falls
The entire parish was shrouded in lighted bonfires, and the light was like a cover, covering the top of the parish. Many Norse warriors held torches in their hands, like a shining dazzling dragon, winding through the interior of the parish. This should have been a holy place for Christians, but at this moment it seemed to have become a parade of Nordic temples.
"Everything~~."
The sound of war drums, the naked priest with his head and face smeared with white ash, beat as much as he wanted, and from time to time he raised his head and howled like a wild beast at the bright moon in the sky. .
"Oh woo~~."
A huge black wolf jumped on a stone, stretched its neck and let out a primitive and animalistic howl.
"Lord~!"
The prisoners captured by the Norse were horrified when they saw this scene. They seemed to have seen the scene of the devil's dance and feast in the Bible. Many people couldn't help but cross themselves, clasped their hands and prayed desperately, Hopefully these terrifying Norse demons won't tempt their souls.
"Huh~~."
In the open space in front of the parish church, firewood was piled high. Ulf, Anger, Vargas and others gathered around the firewood and watched the Norse warriors drinking and having fun, and beating each other for fun.
"You came at the right time." At this time, Ulf said calmly to Yinsak, whose face was ashen beside him.
Yinsak nodded awkwardly. He did not expect that when he arrived at the parish, it was the Vikings who were holding sacrifices. This was the sacred parish of their Angsa people, but Yinsak, who had the mission of being a king, could only suppress it. Your own beliefs are impulsive and patient.
"Here you drink, bald man." Vargas came to Yinsak with a wine bottle, poured wine into his glass, and said with a smile.
"This is a representative of the monks, showing piety." Yinsak shrugged his shoulders and pointed to the top of his head with his finger. The top of his head was shaved clean, but there was hair in other places.
"It's funny. Noki or Odin don't like us shaving our heads like this. It's really ugly." Vargas burped, squinted his eyes, and reached out to pat Yinsak's bald head. , said with a laugh.
"That's enough. Brother Yinsak is our friend, right." Ulf stretched out his hand to open Vargas's hand, and turned to Yinsak indifferently.
"Well, of course, Chief Ulf." Yinsak smiled bitterly and accepted Ulf's rescue, but he knew that the Vikings never did business at a loss, and Ulf would definitely ask for the reward, just to see this Whether the reward can be afforded by oneself.
"Tell me, Brother Yinsak, whose message do you come with?" Ulf stared at the bonfire. At this time, someone poured wine into the bonfire, which was as tall as one person. Suddenly, The flames rose up, and the hot light caused everyone to cheer.
"It's His Majesty the King. He wants to confirm the reason for your raid on the Christchurch Diocese?" Yinsak asked Ulf.
"It's not a raid, it's just that we need to build a long ship to go home here." Ulf shrugged his shoulders, pursed his lips, and said casually.
"Is it just because of this?" Yinsak's eyes were full of doubts and doubts. He looked around and saw that Ulf had occupied the entire Christchurch diocese, and all he was doing was building ships to return home. , which sounds a bit funny.
However, what if you don't believe it? Yinsak already knew it on the way here. Ulf and others defeated a cavalry unit of the kingdom. In the face of strength, Yinsak knew that he had no right to speak at all.
"You must take a look at this." Ulf glanced lightly. Yinsak beside him took in the expression on his face. He knew Yinsak's psychological activities well. He knew very well that Alfred was now He absolutely did not dare to go to war with the Vikings, so Yinsak was sent as a messenger to find out the truth.
"What?" Yin Sak came back to his senses. He didn't know why the drink that was supposed to be sweet was a little bitter in his mouth. He was good at resourcefulness, but now he understood that any strategy was worthless in the face of strength. Mention it.
Suddenly, Yinsak looked up and saw a group of captives wearing white coarse linen shirts, tied together by a rope, and being led out like a herd of sheep. These captives looked in panic at the smoldering bonfire and the wolf-like surroundings. The Vikings trembled when the cold wind blew on them at night.
"What is this going to do?" Yin Sak asked somewhat confused.
"They were soldiers who refused us unkindly when we entered the parish, so on this holy day today, they will be sacrificed to the great god of the night, Loki." Ulf said with a smile. The hand holding the wine glass pointed at the tied up soldiers and prisoners, and said to Yinsak.
"The Romance of Fairy Wood"
"What, I protest this, you can't do this." Yinsak's face turned red after hearing this, and he immediately opened his eyes and said to Ulf.
"Protest, why?" Ulf seemed to not understand, looking at Yinsak on the angry road in front of him, and asked him.
"They are the king's subjects, and they are only legitimately defending their homeland. You cannot slaughter them like livestock. This is barbaric." Yinsak quickly said to Ulf.
"However, we have promised to offer sacrifices to Loki. If we break the promise, the Nordic gods are not so easy to mess with. Loki will raise the mist on our way home and use deception and lies to make my people... Killing each other on the longship." Ulf pretended to be a little confused, pointed in the direction of the sea, and said to Yinsak.
At this time, Yinsak wanted to use his theological knowledge to tell these barbaric Vikings that the gods they believed in were all false gods, and that killing people for sacrifice was simply immoral. But when the words came to his lips, he had to I swallowed it back, because on this kind of academic issue, everyone talks about it the same way.
"Dear Chief Ulf, if possible, we can use the ransom to buy the lives of these people." Yinsak swallowed his saliva and decided to speak to Ulf in a language the other party could understand.
"No, no, no, monk, you are wrong. The sacrifices cannot be redeemed. They have been promised to the gods and no longer belong to the human world. Even I cannot control their life and death." Ulf shook his head and said .
"Leader Ulf, there must be a way to rescue them." Yinsak couldn't help but watch the group of soldiers being slaughtered by the Vikings, and he said bravely.
"Of course, there is a way." Ulf narrowed his eyes slightly, his expression became serious, his eyes fell on Yinsak, and he said to him.
"What can be done?" For some reason, Yinsak felt an ominous premonition and hesitantly said to Ulf.
"There is only one way, and the way that the gods can allow, is to use a person with a higher status to voluntarily replace them as a sacrifice to the gods. Of course, the gods will be happy to accept it." Ulf stared at Yin Sa. Gram, said to him.
"What, do you mean me?" Yinsak was startled. He felt a sense of fear and heavy pressure coming over him.
