Chapitre 21: Captured and Taken

Michael clicks his foot as the runes around him recede, he smirks to himself and fixes his clothes. He looks outside to see the bandit in leather armour standing outside. The two girls look at him in worry, he gives them a smile, "I'll be fine, I'll call you again once I finish my business here with them."

He smiles and waves them goodbye, "It'll probably take a day, so don't worry for me." They both nods as the call ends. Michael breathes deeply, to calm himself down. He opens the door and waves at them, "Hello gentlemen, what is our problem here?"

The bandit leader gestured to the men around him to take him into custody, Michael backs off for a bit. "Now, id rather you answer me, Yes?" The bandit crosses his arm, "The name is Anders, Id rather you don't resist."

Michael raises his arm in surrender as the men around walk towards him, to take him under custody. Anders nods in gratefulness, "Thank you for your cooperation. We'll be taking you to our encampment to use you as ransom."

Michael nods with a smile as he raises his finger. "Okay, but can you do me a favour?" The man merely raises an eyebrow, Michael seeing his intrigued expression continues, "Can you like leave my carriage here, you can take the driver if you want." Michael smiles as if he isn't being kidnapped while the driver blanch "but I kinda have something to do after this."

Anders seeing this laughs loudly, while his men only look on in confusion. Anders spoke "Fine, the driver goes with us." He gestures to one of his men, "Tie up both of their hands," The men around them nods as they take out a rope to tie him up. Anders then starts walking back to their encampment, his men following him.

Michael walks beside Anders, the men around him unable to react to his sudden speed. Anders looks to him in shock, "What are you doing?" Michael grins with his hand behind his back as he follows and says "Well, I was gonna ask you what you guys do for a living."

Anders glances at him, before looking forward dramatically speaking with emotion "We are trying to create a place for ourselves. Our leader founded our group with the hopes of helping humans rise from the suffering the Demon overlord has cast upon them." Anders tears up a bit before walking forwards once more.

Michael hearing his words, giggles loudly, an act that annoyed Anders and the men around him that were touched by his words. Michael shakes his head, before apologizing "Sorry, sorry. I didn't mean that. I was just glad that I found a group like yours."

Anders replies with confusion, "A group like us?" Michael nods excitedly, "Why yes, a group like yours." He gestures to himself, "A collection of humans rebelling or actively fighting against the nobility, but have the intelligence to last this long."

Michael nudges him, "Oh and yeah how big of an area is under your influence?" Anders replies with amusement, "Probably about the entire Northeast of the Rosalian Kingdom." Michael nods excitedly, "Yes!" He shouts raising his arms, suddenly noticing the rope to be already broken.

Anders looks on in shock, the strength and speed he showed along with his great confidence immediately fills Anders with suspicion, he stops as he watches Michael, "Who are you? And what is it that you need with the Seekers?"

Michael tilts his head in confusion, "Seekers?" Anders realizes his mistake then he explains, "It's our name." Michael smiles, "Quite a good name. And you're asking what I need?" Michael think for a second, "I need capable soldiers, capable people to follow me."

Anders scoffs, "You thinks we'll follow you? Just because you say so?" Michael smiles, one that inspires deep anxiety, he looks around as the men became cautious, ready to act at a moments notice.

The atmosphere thickens, almost suffocating "Oh, but I don't think you have a choice." The deep words fill Anders with anxiety, as Michael's brown eyes were filled with mirth at Anders' reaction. Ander jumps back but before anyone could do anything, the feeling vanishes.

They look around in fear but nothing remains, a soft patter of feet was what they heard making them looks to Michael walking towards the direction of their encampment. Michael looks back with a smile as he says "Are you guys not going?"

Anders looks at his back as a thousand thoughts flow through him. 'What was that? What did he mean.' He shuddered at the feeling of being watched, shuddered at the feeling of anxiety, but oddly enough it was never fear.

He shakes his head as he thought, 'I'll just have to send him to Alex, then the six of them can decide. what to do with him.' He kicks the stone in front of him as he mutters, "Let's just hope this shit was worth it."

He looks up as they kept walking, the trees now prevalent 'I wonder what he needs with us? Sure we've been going up the ladder of power, but the most we could do was force the hand of some scum baron, a baron from a new family, with little power and tradition of magic.

He sighs in defeat as he then thought of the various crimes he has committed, sure it was against their enemy, the demonic nobility but that doesn't make it any safer. Perhaps, humans will always remain at a disadvantage.

Magic is just too much of a power to be ignored, certainly now that the various powerhouses are coming out of the shadow. Unable to ignore the growing crisis, 'What can we do then?' He thought that perhaps Alex has a plan but, 'I've been with him since the beginning and I can see he has been distraught over this.'

He looks to Michael who started skipping once he saw the encampment, Anders remembers the outwardly feeling and thinks, 'Perhaps he is the answer we need.' Michael trips, with his face hitting the dirt and Anders thought to himself.

'Maybe not.'

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