The Sage of Einar

On a ship in the sea, Bardas was nervous because according to the information he bought they were near the island where the Nordics were.

'I hope Master Jasiel knows what he is doing. It really doesn't give me confidence to be at sea so far away from something.

 

I feel that some sea monster could attack us in this place abandoned by the hand of God. '

Jasiel, who was in her cabin on the ship, just sneezed and looked at the map while calculating the distance to the mythical northern Norse city.

"If the information you buy is correct, we should be two days away. I hope I can get there before other traders.

I have to make a trade route in order to increase my income, it should not be impossible as long as I guarantee to bring slaves.

To think that I might have a chance to recover after that despicable duke stole my family's wealth. "

Jasiel squeezed the quill pen in her hand tightly, destroying it as she remembered her hard childhood.

"Jasiel, you must hide in this wooden box and don't dare go out to the outside.

The duke betrayed our family and now all the wealth has been stolen again.

Again, because of our past and our religion we are being treated like dogs, which were betrayed again.

But son you have to remember that this should only motivate you to keep going. I started this family with just a loaf of bread.

You should be able to rebuild our family using this bag of gold coins. "

Jasiel's father took a sack of gold coins from his chest and handed it to his son before closing the wooden box.

Jasiel who had tears in her eyes, just tightly squeezed the bag of gold coins that she had on her chest.

'I could do it father, with the bag of gold coins, I created a business superior to the one we had in the Frank empire.

 

But if all goes well on this expedition, our family will double their wealth. I will not rest until I have the strength to avenge his death. '

After this, Jasiel simply lay down on her bed and blew out the candle as she was quite sleepy.

The next day Jasiel got up and went to the small kitchen, as she wanted to eat some stale bread with wine.

In the ship's kitchen, once inside, he found Bardas who was sitting in a chair eating some dried meat.

"Good morning Master Jasiel. Do you need any help?"

Jasiel shook her head as she took stale bread from a sack and poured herself wine into a jug.

"Tomorrow we should reach the northern village, as is our translator."

Bardas, who was biting the piece of dried meat, gulped with some trouble before drinking from the stale beer that was in his tankard.

"The guards informed us that yesterday he was awake with the woman who was handed over to him for his services.

He should be fully ready by tomorrow, although we also have no choice but to trust him to be able to speak to the Norsemen. "

Jasiel sighed and soaked her stale bread in the wine. Later he bit into the piece of bread. "Although according to the report they can speak Latin, I have always learned to have a backup plan.

Anyway, if they can speak Latin, I want you to capture our Viking friend and sell him as a slave, along with the rest of the slaves.

That garbage is more of a problem than a solution. "

Bardas nodded and continued eating his dried meat.

In the morning of the next day, Jasiel was looking at the sea from the bow of the ship while she felt the sea breeze wet her face.

"This is nice enough, but it might be better if the shoreline appeared ..."

Jasiel interrupted his words when he could see that in the distance the silhouette of the coast was forming, so using a bell he informed the crew.

As well as the ships that were following the lead ship in the convoy.

"Bardas everyone get ready and our Viking friend needs to wake up, as he will have to work.

We pay him to translate, not to spend his time raping the woman we gave him."

Bardas nodded and walked into the ship where the Viking's room should be.

When he opened the door, he almost vomited when he saw that in bed there was a completely thin woman and that she was naked.

Next to her was sleeping a man with a golden beard and who hadn't taken a bath in a long time.

"Viking, we are about to reach the northern tribe. The master is waiting for you outside, you must prepare.

Also, as advice you should feed that slave, if you keep keeping her that way she will die in just days. "

The Viking glanced at the eunuch Bardas "You have the courage to tell me what to do despite not having testicles and a penis.

That is to be admired, princess, but you can tell Jasiel that I don't need him to send me his toy that is no longer a man.

When the ship reached its destination, I will go out to attend to the Nordics, meanwhile just leave me with my toy. If she dies, it's because she can't stand a real man like me.

If she wants to eat, she must earn her food with actions, not empathy or anything you Christian women use.

They should learn from true warriors who do not hesitate to use their lives as a way to get to heaven. "

Bardas sighed and held his nasal septum as he closed the door to the Viking's room.

'Damn heathen, but I can be sure that your fate with the Norsemen should not be pleasant.

 

But that's not my problem. '

While this is happening at sea off the Ashraf coast and the harbor guards prepared, for although the approaching ships were Christian and had flags.

I do not know they could trust because their families were living near the port so if they allowed an enemy to arrive.

They could endanger the nation along with their families. Einar, who was already on his way, had no idea what merchant he was.

But according to his calendar, it shouldn't be any of the merchants he attended before because it didn't match the times.

So he could assume that it was some adventurer who set out on his journey to the island, which would be fantastic for the nation.

Well, the greater the trade, the greater the number of slaves for which the tribe could grow in large numbers.