After exiting the establishment, Ariel and Brendon started hurrying towards the location where everything should take place. While doing this, they tried to be as discrete as they could manage and went down as many shortcuts as possible to get there in time for the whole event.

Fortunately they didn’t encounter any people that were stationed to keep watch, and noticed that overall the guard seemed to be quite relaxed, maybe they have some serious confidence that no one will interrupt them? However because of this, the two boys entered without being noticed and quickly found the location where Henrik was hiding.

Both of them silently and slowly walked closer to him, while Brendon used the communication orb to warn him that it was them who were coming from behind him. Henrik instantly took notice of them when he heard the voice and calmly waited for them to arrive in speaking range. When they made sure that their cover wasn’t blown and no one had followed them, they let out a breath of relief before turning towards the knight captain.

“Henrik, how are things going right now? Is everything alright and ready to go?” To Brendon’s whisper Henrik replied in a respectful manner. “Yes, currently the two sides are talking and most likely we still haven’t been noticed, or they wouldn’t appear so leisure.”

As the captain responded, he motioned towards the usually empty place which currently had a whole bunch of men at it. The first thing you would probably notice was the giant cart full of tied up and gagged people, which was protected by several bandit like people. They looked desperate and fearful for their future while quietly listening to the conversation of the two guys.

Those, people who were talking, both seemed to be on the same level with each other, since neither of them showed each other disrespect. Although only one of them had a bunch subordinate looking people behind him, while the other had seemingly came alone.

The person who had a bunch of savages behind him was a rough looking man in mid forties with black hair and green eyes. His face should have been called decent in the past, but now it was littered by many scars from battles, making it a bit unpleasant to the eyes. If Ariel had to guess, this must be the guy who was nicknamed the blood drinker as he was the one leading the slavers who were driving the cart right now.

On the other side it was actually only a delicate youth who wore black garments on his body and a staff, unlike that of the blood sucker’s leather armor and steel sword, indicating that he was some kind of a mage. The youth’s looks were quite good and although he had a weak build similar to Ariel’s, his dark brown hair and blue eyes made him into quite a lady killer.

From the side, both of these men appeared to be on a quite a good relationship and were casually talking with each other while laughing. Unfortunately it was impossible to get closer and listen to their conversation for them without getting caught.

However there were several times they would exclaim their words a bit louder and you could discern some things. Although all Ariel land the others could understand were “Much more”, “The church”, and the word which attracted most of their attention “Archduke”.

Even though this wasn’t much, they though that this was all crucial information in some different perspective. However they also thought that this was not enough for them to go by, so when the conversation of these two was coming to the end, Brendon has already turned to Henrik to ask. “Is everyone ready to move?”

The captain of the knight’s gave a nodded and quickly responded. “All the lookouts have been located and my men are prepared to take them out, but we aren’t some assassins, when we make our move, we will undoubtedly be heard by the enemy so we will have to work quickly once everything starts.”

Brendon acknowledged what Henrik said and this time started speaking to Ariel. “We should wait a bit before showing ourselves to take them by surprise, however be prepared for their retaliation.” Ariel gave his affirmation and watched Brendon give Henrik the sign to begin.

Soon after the command of Henrik, many sounds of combat instantly could be heard coming from everywhere around them. When the blood drinker and the youth in black robes noticed that something was wrong, they quickly gathered the slavers which numbered at about fifty, into a decent formation, while using only a couple of words, showing that they still had some discipline unlike normal thugs.

At that time Henrik finally showed himself as he walked out of the shrubbery while the thirty knights, who finished taking care of the lookouts, quickly surrounded the group. Although there were less of them than there were slavers, each knight was several times more powerful than a normal slaver and this amount of them could easily pressure the enemy’s side.

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Anger and hate rapidly appeared in the eyes of the slaver leader as he started shouting. “Who are you and what do you think you are doing you bastard!?” Not taking heed of the angry man or the youth looking coldly at him, Henrik did his usual knight’s task. “My name is Henrik and I am the captain of this knight squad. Under his majesty’s orders, all of you will be punished for your crimes that you did in his domain, the Galath kingdom. Please surrender quietly so that we can avoid even more blood shed.”

Unfortunately Henrik’s words seemed to only anger the opposition more, since the slavers quickly prepared to fight under the orders of the black clothed youth, while the man named blood drinker was still cursing. “You think you have what it takes you shit? I will make sure to rip you in half in the most brutal way possible so it would be painful.”

When the leader finished speaking, he unexpectedly, also started commanding the troops in a careful manner. It seems like although this person had a bad temper he wasn’t that stupid. The slaver rapidly took take places and under the cry of their boss, were about to take the initiative to attack without having any more pleasantries.

Just at that time Ariel and Brendon finally made their move. Brendon used his magic to support the knights and several of his spells were put on them that were beneficial to fighting and recovery. On the other hand Ariel unleashed several frost bolts that he had prepared beforehand, straight into the thick of the slavers.

Several moments later screams could be heard coming from their formation and blood started quickly flowing under their feet. In just this opening faze, about ten of the bandits have already been killed or injured, instantly ruining their moral.

The leaders in the mean time were completely frozen for different reasons. That youth in black stood the dumbstruck as he started muttering to himself “Ice? Could it be a variant magic?” He appeared to have become a bit absentminded seeing Ariel’s magic.

The slaver leader however felt so furious that he started to tremble from it and his face began turning completely red. However Ariel’s group once more underestimated the experience of the opponent, as the blood drinker managed to instantly evaluate this as a bad situation and understood that fighting a group of trained knight’s with mages at the back, would be terrible for him. The man quickly shouted at the top of his lungs as he faced Henrik. “Retreat, get out of here as fast as possible.”

The group surprisingly, obediently listened to his orders, and with the youth, who was still looking at the place Ariel shot out his spells from, started retreating. The blood drinker had also started to rapidly run away as he shouted towards the knight captain. “Next time we meet I will make you regret this day for the whole eternity!” Henrik heard his threat, but didn’t pay any mind to it, in his head the whole group was already as good as dead, the only one he was actually interested in chasing was the youth, who appeared to belong to the mysterious organization that was behind all of this commotion. That’s why he took off after the young mage, while commanding the other knight’s to hunt down the rest of the normal slavers.

In the mean time, the infamous blood sucker has just managed to get out of the city and started to relax, when suddenly a spear made entirely of ice suddenly speared out of nowhere heading straight towards his vital areas. However he was experienced and managed to almost flawlessly dodge the surprise attack.

After that he quickly faced the direction that the ice spear came from as he shouted. “Show yourself coward, or is this all you are capable of?!” Ariel complied to his provocation and calmly exited the forestry while thinking about the strange youth with unknown origin from before. He had left earlier so he could intercept the slaver leader, but still notice the youth’s dangerous look. Giving it some more thought he just shook his head, since from the amount of Mana in his core, he could discern that the youth should have also been a mage at the late Elite rank like him and shouldn’t bring much problems.

Blood drinker on the other hand was stumped for a while when he saw Ariel, but the next second his rage exploded inside of him, especially when he notice how Ariel was ignoring him. “A brat like you dared to go against me? Are you tired of living?” Unfortunately Ariel only felt amused at such empty threats as he spoke while letting out a sigh. “I don’t have time for this. I still want to get some good rest after all of this."

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