Chương 62: Festival of violence in distant lands

In a dimly lit room, the cries of pain of a woman could be heard.

"Damn slave, you just had to bring the wine I asked for !!"

The old King screamed as he kicked a woman who was on the ground.

"My… King, please have mercy."

Said the woman on the ground as her face, which was full of tears and snot, looked at the old King.

The old King glared at the woman and stopped kicking her, only to walk to his small table in the room and take his ax from her.

After grabbing his ax angrily, he turned around and looked at the woman who was huddled on the ground.

"Don't do it, my King, please don't do it ..."

The woman could only shout her last word, as she was interrupted by the old king's ax, which buried itself in her skull, splitting it in half.

Seeing that the slave was dead, the old king who had a smile on his face took the handle of his ax and began to cut the corpse of his slave while screaming in fury

"You piece of shit, you know how much the Rome wine you threw cost, a single glass is worth more than your filthy life.

But you didn't want to stop with it, you saw me with your stupid Christian woman face ... "

The king interrupted his speech when he heard the door to his room open.

"My King, the barn in the city is on fire and some nearby houses are burning."

The old king, upon hearing his subordinate's words, started to breathe heavily and glared at the poor guard who was trembling in the doorway.

"You all are pieces of shit I can't seem to leave you alone for a moment without the whole fucking city going up in flames.

Go inform the palace guard, shake your ass and turn off the barn and if for some reason the grain sacks are burned I will see that all their food is pieces of shit and they will drink their own urine

So move scum! "

The guard upon hearing the words of the king almost urinated on himself, he turned running towards the guard barracks since he knew that if he did not do so, he might end up as the slave killed by the king.

Seeing his guard run away, the old king tried to calm himself as he tried to think of the best way to solve the barn problem.

"Those idiots they were supposed to be doing, they just had to take care of the barn.

If I find out they burned the barn, I will see to it that their families suffer the worst misfortunes, although I will gain nothing in this place.

I hope Anders can find out who or what caused the fire. "

When he finished talking to himself, the old king took one of his robes and left his room, trying to go towards the wall of the motte. He wanted to see how much damage the fire was doing.

When he came down from his tower and went outside, the first thing he noticed was that in the night sky a large dark cloud that seemed to come from the city completely covered the stars.

This caused the old king to clench his teeth as he walked towards the wooden stairs in the wall.

Upon arriving, he almost fainted when he saw that the city was completely on fire. All the buildings that were made of wood seemed to be completely on fire as if from an attack to try.

The old king felt some fear as he knew that most of his army had gone to the southern wall.

Because the Franks were launching a very well-coordinated attack, intending to destroy the wall of Danevirke.

With some anxiety, the old king descended the stairs of the wall and took by the shoulder one of the guards who seemed to run with a wooden bucket full of water.

The guard spilled the water on the king's feet as he caught him by the shoulder.

"You piece of shit I would like to kill you for your stupidity, but I have no time to waste.

I want you to look for Anders and my wife, when you find them, bring them to the tower and tell the guards to stop wasting their time trying to put out the fire in the city.

I need everyone to be guarding the wall of the tower because I don't want some enemy army to enter the place. "

After saying what he wanted, the old king entered the tower while the guard who had urinated on himself ran with the leader of the guard to inform him of the new orders.

Anders, who was whistling with happiness, enjoyed the fire and the screams that were happening around him, reaching the point of opening his hands to enjoy the heat he was feeling at that moment.

He walked like this, completely ignoring all the people who were looking at him in horror.

It wasn't until a woman with completely charred skin came out of one house that was on fire with what appeared to be a large piece of coal in her hands.

The poor woman walked without being able to see, feel, or hear anything. Her eyes had exploded from the heat, her ears were no longer listening and she no longer felt pain.

She walked away to what she thought was a safe place thinking she had saved her baby, but to her bad luck she ended up colliding with a person.

Anders was so enraged when he saw that that damn woman had touched him, so without thinking he took out his two axes and brandishing them cut the body of that woman and the piece of coal that she had in his hands.

This caused Anders to go into his Berserk mode so, having just taken out his fury on that woman, he shifted his gaze to a few children.

They were only crying because they did not know where their parents were or if they were alive, so they did not realize the danger that was approaching them.

While this was happening, from the butte a guard was running towards the city as fast as he could, as he needed to find the whereabouts of the Berserker Anders and the queen.

When he got to the city, the guard almost vomited from the smell of barbecue and the extensive amount of smoke that was in the city, but despite his nausea, the guard continued running through the streets.

In the streets, he could hear screams of all kinds of people and animals which came from the burning buildings, although these only lasted for some time until they were completely silenced.

Among all the screams, he could hear the screams of a woman asking for mercy from a Berserker, so the guard ran towards where that woman was screaming ...