The female Viking came running to attack them, her axe sharp and pointed towards them. Ragnar was mesmerised by her beauty and Magnus was trying to pull him back, there was no fear of life for them as they were basically superhumans at this point.
"Look at her, Mag, the way she runs, the way her hips move...ah... what a beauty," Ragnar muttered dreamily.
Magnus facepalmed himself, "Stop being horny, Rag. We're not even supposed to be here and you want to fall in love?"
"Everything happens for a reason, brother, the fact we're even here is proof enough. Come, my lady, plunge into my arms so I can share my warmth with you," Ragnar opened his arms wide.
She didn't stop and directly jumped on him, Ragnar kept his arms wide but didn't allow to get cut by the axe, instead, he manoeuvred his arms and easily knocked the axe out of her hands, what remained was her waist in his one arm and her other hand caught by him.
Magnus just stepped back and sat down on the side, the monastery folks felt an ounce of hope, but Magnus just scowls, "Don't look at me, I ain't here to save you,"
Ragnar was in the middle of flirting, he caressed her face with his fingers, "Those fierce eyes of a tigress, I feel like drowning in them, my lady. That meaty waist, I want to hold it and pull you in..."
"Haaaaa...." She was a warrior, like hell she would go down so easily, she took out a dagger from somewhere hidden and tried to stab him, Ragnar easily parry her and tapped on her nose, "So cute,"
This annoyed the woman much more, as each touch meant she lost. Ragnar could have killed her multiple times boy now, so she annoyedly asked, "Who are you?"
He smiled, "Just a traveller, may I know your name, beautiful lady?"
Magnus on the side took out an expansion pouch and some food. A few Vikings also joined him as they finished killing and looting, without talking Magnus gave them nice chilled beer bottles to drink. "Is she you Jarl?"
The men nodded, "Yes, and the fiercest one in the land. Her father was one of the most legendary Vikings, Eivor Varinsdottir, also known as the Wolf-Kissed. She took over after he died."
"Hmm, it must have been hard to fill her father's shoes," Magnus muttered.
"Which clan are you two from? I know no warriors as tall and fierce as you two among the wretched Saxons." They asked him.
"I am Magnus Grant Emrys Pendragon," he revealed.
The Viking men seemed to be taken aback and gasped, "Y-You... are you related to the Sage King Arthur?"
"I am related to Arthur and Merlin," Magnus replied, showing them a dot of light in his hand made of magic. He wanted to see what reaction they would have towards magic.
Surprisingly, they were full of reverence, "A gifted one? Amazing, we never see you people outside of the castles."
At the same time, near them, Ragnar was getting the woman's name, while she was pinned in his arms after a good fight, "Tell me your name and I will tell you mine,"
"I am Freya Varinsdottir, Jarl of the Raven clan," she annoyedly spoke.
He slowly let her go, "Ah, your name means "lady" perfect for someone as fierce and beautiful as you. I am Ragnar Grant Ulrik Oroborus,"
As soon as she heard this, her face changed completely and she stared at him, "Oroborus?"
"Ummm... yes, what? You've heard of this name?" Ragnar inquired.
She nodded and looked around, her people were safe and eating with Magnus. "Let's go to my camp, we will talk there,"
Ragnar smugly smiled, "Sure, lead the way," he followed her behind, appreciating her with his eyes.
After a short boat ride, they arrived at a big riverside camp. It was decently big with all kinds of small industries there. The biggest longhouse was Freya's and her close commanders. Inside, they had a small feast while sitting around the fire. Ragnar drank merrily and sang some tone-deaf songs about love. Magnus made sure to watch it carefully so he can make copies of this memory later.
Magnus didn't give a shit anymore, he decided to just obliviate all of them once they were gone. However, he too was interested in knowing what this female Jarl knew about the Oroborus family.
But, when she came out after changing her clothes, all the looks of her being a fierce warrior were gone, they were exchanged with a charm of absolute beauty. Her hair was tied better, there was no armour or facepaint anymore either. Just raw untamed beauty. Of course, Ragnar loved this even more.
They were invited to eat with her beside a bonfire. Ragnar happily sat close to her, "So, you gonna tell me why you changed after hearing my name?"
"You don't know anything about the Oroborus family?" She asked him again.
Ragnar shook his head, "Nope, I mean, I know we're pretty old but not the details about it."
She informed him then, "Oroborus clan was a royal wizarding clan that was revered by all of Viking clans in Norway, they decided to not move with the Viking raiders to England but did send a small contingent to help those going, by providing medical aids, but later due to some treachery, the Oroborus clan which only had about 10 members was eradicated in Norway.
"It was a great loss for all of Norway and we all mourned for it. But, the 4 Oroboruse sent to England decided to join the English Wizarding society after that, becoming a household name in potioneering. They now work at Camelot with Sage King Arthur and Wizard Merlin."
Magnus and Ragnar were amazed by this story, however, if they wanted to know more they would have to go to Camelot. "Why are wizards so revered in Norway?" Magnus inquired.
She answered truthfully, "Wizards have major respect in Pagan religion, especially the seers and potioneers. But most wizards die at a small age so those that are left are the most valuable assets in any clan. Christians are fools for hurting the gifted ones,"
Ragnar laughed, who knew the accident would lead to all this, "Freya, thank you for telling me all this. I am a renowned potioneer as well, but Magnus and I had left for the land across the giant ocean long ago, we just returned,"
It was a lie but more believable. She was amazed, "To the west? A few of our brethren went there as well, no one knows if they were able to reach,"
"They were, vast lands exist there, Freya, bigger than you can imagine, there are two landmasses, a giant one in the North and another in the south, both connected by a small thin landmass. Many indigenous tribes live there in jungles and mostly live naked." Ragnar told her about the ancient Americas, this did impress her as her interest was piqued.
She suddenly asked in a haughty manner, "How old are you?"
"I'm seventeen and a half," Ragnar replied.
Without any reservation, she grabbed his face and kissed his lips passionately, "Hmm, so young and so strong, you will do. Everyone, retreat to your dwellings, we have a big raid tomorrow,"
She took Ragnar along to her bed chambers. Magnus laughed, his brother got lucky today it seemed. But seeing him getting the actions, he frowned, ~Dammit, I miss Emma, I should always keep her beside me so we can end up on adventures together.~
Poor Magnus had to sleep alone in a bed-chamber. Though a few women were interested in him and wanted to have some fun, he denied, Emma was the only love of his life.
"AH! AH! YEES!..."
That entire night, Ragnar and Freya's voices resounded inside the longhouse, it was mostly Freya moaning loudly as she got her brains messed out. For 6 hours straight the noises came, then finally she calmed down and probably fell asleep. Ragnar, however, was still full of energy and found Magnus in the morning.
"Brother, when you find Camelot, come and get me via apparition. I'm gonna stay here and explore her a bit more." He cheekily said.
"Be careful, Rag, don't get addicted to the forbidden fruit. Enjoy her while you can, we can't take her to the future later." Magnis spoke in a warning tone.
*PAT PAT*
Ragnar laughed, "I know bother, haha. Now, I gotta go back and wake her up, it's time she gets some morning exercise,"
And there he went, leaving Magnus to reach Camelot on his own. Soon after, noises started to resound in the longhouse again. *Sigh* ~I hope this does not last long,~
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Magnus got on the broom and left Ragnar to enjoy his youth. He aimed to reach Wales and meet Merlin to find a way to return to his time. At least he had made the Timer Turner good enough not to affect his age when he returns.
While flying over, he enjoyed the scenery, it was truly beautiful. The future world would have all kinds of expressways, train tracks and whatnot destroying the natural beauty. ~Mum would have loved to see all this,~
He headed straight into Wales and then towards the coast, which was the gateway to Ireland. Magnus always thought the muggle Camelot would be in England but that turned out to be wrong.
After seeing a large muggle castle, he landed on the ground a few miles away in the trees, then walked on the road leading to it. The castle was huge, it was situated on a cliff and the path leading to the castle passed over a ravine before entering the mountain it was on.
~Yup, magic, absolutely magic. That's the only way this castle can be made.~ he concluded.
As a lot of people were entering the castle with no problem, he too walked straight into it under the scrutinising gazes of the guards. They were staring daggers at him the whole time, and then they moved.
*TING TING* *TING TING*
For some reason, bells started to ring around the entire castle and the big door that Magnus was about to cross over got shut with a metal frame. He looked around himself, men with swords had already closed in on him, pointed towards his neck.
He could easily kill them all, but that was counterproductive, he raised his hands in surrender, "I come in peace, I mean no harm. Look, I don't even have a sword," he said.
The guards stayed vigilant as one of them patted him to see if he was hiding anything. All they found was a simple small pouch in which some coins were. "Why have you come here, wizard?"
~Oh, so that's the problem. The place has wizard detecting charms,~ he realised, "I came here to meet Lord Merlin, it is a matter of utmost importance, as long as he sees me he will understand."
"Lies, he's called His Excellency, not Lord. Arrest him," the guard commanded his juniors.
Magnus complied, he could always find a way to get out, at least this way he'd be getting inside the castle. There was no such thing as handcuffs in this era so they just pointed their spears and pushed him.
They brought him to what he could guess was the dungeons. A few more prisoners were kept, most looking like peasants or something, thieves probably. He was put inside a cage, they probably thought that since no wand was found it was all fine.
As soon as they left, he just waved his hand, "Hehe... wandless magic, bitches."
"GET ME OUT TOO! I'm innocent!" A guy from the cage beside him cried.
"What did you do?" he asked.
The man averted his gaze, "Nothing, I'm innocent."
But Magnus sent a freezing charm at him, "Lies, I looked, you're a damn rapist. I hope you die like a pig."
After that, he carefully walked out of the prison and entered straight inside the main palace after passing a small moat full of crocodiles. Since he was an unofficial Disney princess, all he had to do was ask them to become his stepping stones, they did.
The stone castle had magic woven everywhere and he could feel it. So he was prepared this time for any sudden events, not to mention there were not many guards now.
Slowly as he made his way inside he heard loud cheers, walking to the place, he found a large crowd in the open, most were well-dressed men, in the middle was a fighting mud pit, a dark dirty red-haired man that he recognised as young King Arthur and another man was wrestling, both shirtless and looking shredded.
"Sir Lancelot, is that all you got? I thought they called you the greatest knight?" Arthur taunted the man.
Lancelot grunted while pushing Arthur away, their fists intertwined with each other. "You... How did you get so strong all of sudden? I could beat you last year,"
Arthur laughed, "Bwahaha... this means while you were lazy, I worked hard."
Magnus laughed, seeing that Arthur was just as he saw in the portrait, jolly and mighty king. Soon, Arthur defeated Lancelot and roared in victory, "ANYBODY ELSE? Come on, test your king's strength,"
Lancelot was the strongest knight, why else would anybody go. But Magnus was tempted and moved forwards, "I will, I want to know how strong the great King Arthur is,"
Slowly as he moved forward he took off his upper-wear and showcased his physique. Arthur whistled, "We've got a strong boy in the house, who are you? Never seen you here?"
"Oh, I just ran out of prison," Magnus replied.
Nobody believed him, Arthur just laughed, "Hahaha... sure, and I slept with Sir Esclabor's mother,"
"I'm an orphan, my king," Esclabor shouted.
"EXACTLY," Arthur exclaimed, bursting into laughter with everyone else. He then focused on Magnus, "So, where are you from, tallboy?"
"Lundenburg, my king," Magnus respectfully replied.
"Oh, that shit city? Never liked it much, are you a noble?" Arthur inquired.
Magnus nodded, launching himself, "No, not at this time, but I am rich as crow's nest,"
"Rich and still so trained, you have my interest," Arthur became serious. They clashed their arms and it became a competition of who could push the other person.
Magnus was taller and broader than Arthur by a little, if it was Godric Gryffindor though, he would have lost. He easily pushed the king, but just then Arthur showed his abundance of experience in hand to hand combat and countered by rolling in his position, making Magnus's arms cross each other.
*BAM*
He kicked where Magnus' both arms crossed, this made him leave Arthur from his grasp and step back, ~He's weaker than me but more experienced, gotta be more careful,~ he realised.
"Boy, you've got good arms. But why do I feel like I know you? There is something about your presence," Arthur narrowed his gaze.
"HAHA, are you interested in boys now, my king?" Sir Cadogan shouted, he had a portrait in Hogwarts in later years.
Arthur snickered, "Are you doubting my manhood, Sir Cadogan? Fine, order ten beauties for tonight at the tavern, I shall keep them busy until morning,"
~Damn, he's hornier than Ragnar,~ Magnus cursed.
Arthur asked him, "Would you like to join me, boy? You can relieve a bit of that strength on the beauties,"
"Sorry, I am taken," Magnus replied seriously.
Sir Lancelot nodded and praised, "Sign of a true honourable knight, whoring is boring and only scums do it," of course, taking a jibe at Arthur.
"Shut up, Lancelot, you old bore, I know your cock can not rise with the sun," Arthur cursed back. They were totally bitchy about each other and still laughed. Indeed, true friends.
Soon the fight continued, there was no clear winner coming out, however, a party pooper came and stopped the fight with a wave of his staff, "This is it, Arthur, go and get ready, the king of Scotland is coming to meet you,"
"I don't want to," Arthur defied.
The man pointed the staff at him and sent a wave of electric shock, "Do you want me to destroy your sword collection? I can melt it and make an iron throne or something,"
Arthur sighed, "Magnus, my friend, stay in the castle, we shall finish this fight later,"
And with that, Arthur ran away, everyone else dispersed. Magnus too picked up his shirt and started wearing it. However, the man with a staff, most likely Merlin, walked to him. He was wearing big robes with a hood. His eyes were bluish-golden and had a black stubbled beard.
He seemed to be angry as he passed Magnus' pouch on, "What are you doing here? Have you any idea how much danger your mere existence can pose to the Universe?"
"YOU KNOW?!" Magnus felt elated.
"Of course, I know, why would I not know when out of nowhere an extra piece of my own soul latched onto me with memories of a time I had no idea about. Take it back, I had to obliviate myself of what was yet to come and only keep the memory of your identity. Now, where is that foolish brother of yours?" Merlin asked him angrily.
Sweat took over Magnus, "Him... um... he fell in love and stayed to spend time with a Viking woman Jarl."
Merlin facepalmed himself, "Now I will have to obliviate the entire England,"
*WOOSH*
Out of nowhere a broom landed beside them, Ragnar got off, "Magnus, you found the place... MERLIN?! You look so young," he brashly hugged the young Merlin.
"You came back so fast? What happened to Freya? I thought you would at least spend a few more hours with her, making her scream all languages in the world," Magnus asked him with a mocking gaze.
Ragnar's face turned sad, "Ah... my Freya, so hot, so sexy... poor girl, she died."
"WHAT THE FUCK?!" was all Magnus could utter.
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