Chapter 36: Chapter 36: Honor of the Killick
* Since the dawn of time the Killicks were considered a warrior people but what you should know is that they did not all really aspire to combat. War is above all a business for them. Adje being now considered as a kingdom in its own right, it goes without saying that she has an operational army worthy of the name. These armies in question are the legions themselves led by an elite warrior. Each Legion has its reasoning, its culture and its selection criteria according to the goodwill of the master of the legion. Only the king and a council of scholar can give the authorization and validate the creation of a legion. A membership limit is also set to avoid a master ending up with a lot of staff. On Adje, joining a legion was the same for humans as joining their king's elite guard. To date, the king has only authorized the creation of 8 Legions, the most famous being that of the Sons of Azur led by Enrik Azur Hair *.
* Somewhere on Adje in one of the towns in the far west of the island was the headquarters of one of his so-called legions. A company was stationed there while waiting to be deployed for a new conflict abroad. His men were drinking at the local tavern *.
- I drink to your health my brothers. May your swords and axes flow with blood.
-CHILL.
* It was more or less the party in this small bar and some had fun dancing with the women or the slaves. There were even some who got laid in a hallway with one of the slaves. However, this little joy did not last long, when a new arrival tumbled in the middle of the party. Tan skin, Blue but frizzy hair, black breastplate, tiger fur belt, fur pants and boots as well as wrist bracelets. He was right next to the Killick which was being fucking the slave *.
- Who the fuck are you?
* The young man freshly arrived caught him by the face which he crushed against the ground knocking him out instantly. Suddenly the whole company was on the alert and everyone raised their hand to their weapon. The young man then glanced at the slave woman and nodded her head to go away. She obeys without trying to argue *.
- Who the fuck are you kid?
-I'm looking for a certain Hemlborg. * He said cracking his fist *. He is a company captain in the Tartar legion.
-What do you want our kid captain? If it's to be part of our legion, we don't really anymore.
-I don't give a shit about your legion, it's Helmborg that interests me. If he's not here I'll go.
-Wait you disembark and knock out one of our guys and you think we're going ....
* The guy was about to touch his shoulder but the Killick grabbed his wrist which he twisted before jumping on an arm which was stuck between his legs before breaking it entirely. Coming back down he tucked the warrior's head between his legs and breaking his neck. Then he stood up, exhaling slightly in front of the other open-mouthed Killicks *.
-You don't worry, he'll get up in a few hours.
- Get me that kid. * Said one of the Killicks sitting at the bar *.
* A dozen others rushed over him as he drew a steel baton from his back. In the next room there were 3 women all slaves moaning in a bed. They were sleeping with a man who, because of the moans, couldn't hear what was happening nearby *.
-Oh continue ... Continue Continue.
* In the tavern, on the other hand, it was more cries of pain that we heard. The kid had sprawled out half a dozen guys but he was now covered in blood holding his baton firmly in his hand *.
- Damn you will calm down yes.
- Bring me back Helmborg that's all I'm asking. * He yelled *. I don't give a fuck about you.
-You thought we were going to let you kill our master.
- Don't kill him, I want him alive. * Said the Killick at the back *.
-Talk for you.
* A Killick pounced on him and hit him twice in the chest and face but he caught him by the arm and broke him with a knee kick before throwing him over the arm. He ducked down to avoid an attack from behind and punched his attacker in the mouth with his metal staff causing him to bleed to death. The guy was writhing in pain as the teenager smashed his head completely to the floor. Another killick charged him and slammed him against the wall but managed to minimize the damage and punched him in the liver before breaking his neck in return. He walked back to the bars and saw that he had barely fight 10 guys *.
-I hope it was an expert rank. Otherwise I just stupidly killed one of yours.
* In the next room the other Killick continued his business with the slaves. However, in his way of making love, we saw that the women in question were suffering. He pulled them by the hair and was particularly violent. But before reaching climax the wall next to it gave way and someone walked through it. The youngster who had started the fight was lying on the ground covered in blood as the Killick who was sitting in the back had entered *.
- Lieutenant Raheem you did not have to move.
-And yet. This kid was rolling you.
-Raheem can you explain to me? * Asked the Killick who continued his work nearby *.
-Nothing, just a little noisy pest.
* The young man stood up and put his shoulder back in place as well as his nose. He carefully observed the killick to his left *.
-It is you Helmborg of the Tartar legion?
-It's not very polite to ask people their names without introducing themselves. Who are you kid * Asked Raheem *.
-I am the son of Sephora Hyverson. I have come to be held accountable to me.
* The Killick after relieving himself sat down on his bed barely covered with a sheet. The girls he had sex with were all exhausted. He smiled as he watched the kid who had managed to get into his little corner of pleasure. His body was covered in blood, his as well as that of his enemies *.
-So you are the famous Dagur. I thought he was around 10 years old. Like what kids grows quickly .
- My name is Hakim.
-So you don't tell me anything. Sephora only has one kid, and she said it herself.
* In a blink of an eye Hakim disappeared and found himself in front of the man, kicking him loaded with efrat, but Raheem had interposed and blocked him with his bare hands *.
-Wow Wow not bad kid you have some punch. But it's far from enough if you want to scratch me.
* Hakim did a Backflip and landed a little further back as Raheem prepared to draw his sword *.
-Hey kid, do you know that attacking a Legion master is punishable by death? We also have laws on Adje.
-How's it, master of Legion? I was told he was a captain in the Tartarus Legion.
-It was before. When I became an elite warrior I felt more out of place there so I founded my own legion. The king to approve of course. Suddenly you have in front of you the master of the Legion * Dedalus *.
-Deda ...
* He didn't have time to finish his sentence when Raheem gave him a quick, sharp kick in the jaw which threw him out of the tavern. Helmborg put on some sort of nightgown and walked outside the building followed by his men as the people outside watched what was going on *.
-What's the matter ?
-What's a fight? These savages of Dedalus again.
* He reached Hakim completely exhausted and looked down on him *.
-So kid tell me what pissed you off? Let me guess you heard the rumors about your mother, you know that whore who's ready to lay down for a little money.
* The veins on Hakim's face twitched as he clenched his fist *.
-Everyone knows it though. At one time in full debauchery she slept with everything that moves, no wonder she had a reputation for shit. A woman like her doesn't deserve all the attention she gets.
* An explosion of Efrat erupted at Helmborg's feet and Hakim leapt up to the face of the warrior, who he kneed violently in the face before stepping back. Helmborg hadn't moved an inch but Hakim's Efrat had greatly increased and his eyes were turning red *.
-Tch ... You are really a Hyverson you. * Said Borg expelling blood from his nostrils *.
-I don't give a fuck whether you are a Legion Master or an elite warrior. If you still insult my mother I swear on my honor that I'll crush your head.
* The Efrat of Hakim covered the whole area putting insane pressure even on the most veteran warriors. Helmborg no longer smiled because deep down what he saw annoyed him and the more he saw him the more he thought of this woman *.
-Tch, what a bitch ...
* A huge explosion of Efrat echoes through the city. The next morning at the other end of Adje in a place that looked like a mill, a crow came to deliver the news of the island in manuscripts. But one of them drew more attention *.
- Expert rank warrior Hakim sentenced to death for attempting to kill Legion master of Dedalus.
* The Killick reading this message was trying to stay calm but suddenly a vein appeared on his forehead *.
-Hussein calm down.
* His Efrat exploded and his eyes turned red as the manuscript in his hand warped *.
- I am perfectly calm. My friend.
*To be continued*.
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