Chapter 401: Morning Exercise
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The female Viking came running to attack them, her axe sharp and pointed towards them. Ragnar was mesmerised by her beauty and Magnus was trying to pull him back, there was no fear of life for them as they were basically superhumans at this point.
"Look at her, Mag, the way she runs, the way her hips move...ah... what a beauty," Ragnar muttered dreamily.
Magnus facepalmed himself, "Stop being horny, Rag. We're not even supposed to be here and you want to fall in love?"
"Everything happens for a reason, brother, the fact we're even here is proof enough. Come, my lady, plunge into my arms so I can share my warmth with you," Ragnar opened his arms wide.
She didn't stop and directly jumped on him, Ragnar kept his arms wide but didn't allow to get cut by the axe, instead, he manoeuvred his arms and easily knocked the axe out of her hands, what remained was her waist in his one arm and her other hand caught by him.
Magnus just stepped back and sat down on the side, the monastery folks felt an ounce of hope, but Magnus just scowls, "Don't look at me, I ain't here to save you,"
Ragnar was in the middle of flirting, he caressed her face with his fingers, "Those fierce eyes of a tigress, I feel like drowning in them, my lady. That meaty waist, I want to hold it and pull you in..."
"Haaaaa...." She was a warrior, like hell she would go down so easily, she took out a dagger from somewhere hidden and tried to stab him, Ragnar easily parry her and tapped on her nose, "So cute,"
This annoyed the woman much more, as each touch meant she lost. Ragnar could have killed her multiple times boy now, so she annoyedly asked, "Who are you?"
He smiled, "Just a traveller, may I know your name, beautiful lady?"
Magnus on the side took out an expansion pouch and some food. A few Vikings also joined him as they finished killing and looting, without talking Magnus gave them nice chilled beer bottles to drink. "Is she you Jarl?"
The men nodded, "Yes, and the fiercest one in the land. Her father was one of the most legendary Vikings, Eivor Varinsdottir, also known as the Wolf-Kissed. She took over after he died."
"Hmm, it must have been hard to fill her father's shoes," Magnus muttered.
"Which clan are you two from? I know no warriors as tall and fierce as you two among the wretched Saxons." They asked him.
"I am Magnus Grant Emrys Pendragon," he revealed.
The Viking men seemed to be taken aback and gasped, "Y-You... are you related to the Sage King Arthur?"
"I am related to Arthur and Merlin," Magnus replied, showing them a dot of light in his hand made of magic. He wanted to see what reaction they would have towards magic.
Surprisingly, they were full of reverence, "A gifted one? Amazing, we never see you people outside of the castles."
At the same time, near them, Ragnar was getting the woman's name, while she was pinned in his arms after a good fight, "Tell me your name and I will tell you mine,"
"I am Freya Varinsdottir, Jarl of the Raven clan," she annoyedly spoke.
He slowly let her go, "Ah, your name means "lady" perfect for someone as fierce and beautiful as you. I am Ragnar Grant Ulrik Oroborus,"
As soon as she heard this, her face changed completely and she stared at him, "Oroborus?"
"Ummm... yes, what? You've heard of this name?" Ragnar inquired.
She nodded and looked around, her people were safe and eating with Magnus. "Let's go to my camp, we will talk there,"
Ragnar smugly smiled, "Sure, lead the way," he followed her behind, appreciating her with his eyes.
After a short boat ride, they arrived at a big riverside camp. It was decently big with all kinds of small industries there. The biggest longhouse was Freya's and her close commanders. Inside, they had a small feast while sitting around the fire. Ragnar drank merrily and sang some tone-deaf songs about love. Magnus made sure to watch it carefully so he can make copies of this memory later.
Magnus didn't give a shit anymore, he decided to just obliviate all of them once they were gone. However, he too was interested in knowing what this female Jarl knew about the Oroborus family.
But, when she came out after changing her clothes, all the looks of her being a fierce warrior were gone, they were exchanged with a charm of absolute beauty. Her hair was tied better, there was no armour or facepaint anymore either. Just raw untamed beauty. Of course, Ragnar loved this even more.
They were invited to eat with her beside a bonfire. Ragnar happily sat close to her, "So, you gonna tell me why you changed after hearing my name?"
"You don't know anything about the Oroborus family?" She asked him again.
Ragnar shook his head, "Nope, I mean, I know we're pretty old but not the details about it."
She informed him then, "Oroborus clan was a royal wizarding clan that was revered by all of Viking clans in Norway, they decided to not move with the Viking raiders to England but did send a small contingent to help those going, by providing medical aids, but later due to some treachery, the Oroborus clan which only had about 10 members was eradicated in Norway.
"It was a great loss for all of Norway and we all mourned for it. But, the 4 Oroboruse sent to England decided to join the English Wizarding society after that, becoming a household name in potioneering. They now work at Camelot with Sage King Arthur and Wizard Merlin."
Magnus and Ragnar were amazed by this story, however, if they wanted to know more they would have to go to Camelot. "Why are wizards so revered in Norway?" Magnus inquired.
She answered truthfully, "Wizards have major respect in Pagan religion, especially the seers and potioneers. But most wizards die at a small age so those that are left are the most valuable assets in any clan. Christians are fools for hurting the gifted ones,"
Ragnar laughed, who knew the accident would lead to all this, "Freya, thank you for telling me all this. I am a renowned potioneer as well, but Magnus and I had left for the land across the giant ocean long ago, we just returned,"
It was a lie but more believable. She was amazed, "To the west? A few of our brethren went there as well, no one knows if they were able to reach,"
"They were, vast lands exist there, Freya, bigger than you can imagine, there are two landmasses, a giant one in the North and another in the south, both connected by a small thin landmass. Many indigenous tribes live there in jungles and mostly live naked." Ragnar told her about the ancient Americas, this did impress her as her interest was piqued.
She suddenly asked in a haughty manner, "How old are you?"
"I'm seventeen and a half," Ragnar replied.
Without any reservation, she grabbed his face and kissed his lips passionately, "Hmm, so young and so strong, you will do. Everyone, retreat to your dwellings, we have a big raid tomorrow,"
She took Ragnar along to her bed chambers. Magnus laughed, his brother got lucky today it seemed. But seeing him getting the actions, he frowned, ~Dammit, I miss Emma, I should always keep her beside me so we can end up on adventures together.~
Poor Magnus had to sleep alone in a bed-chamber. Though a few women were interested in him and wanted to have some fun, he denied, Emma was the only love of his life.
"AH! AH! YEES!..."
That entire night, Ragnar and Freya's voices resounded inside the longhouse, it was mostly Freya moaning loudly as she got her brains messed out. For 6 hours straight the noises came, then finally she calmed down and probably fell asleep. Ragnar, however, was still full of energy and found Magnus in the morning.
"Brother, when you find Camelot, come and get me via apparition. I'm gonna stay here and explore her a bit more." He cheekily said.
"Be careful, Rag, don't get addicted to the forbidden fruit. Enjoy her while you can, we can't take her to the future later." Magnis spoke in a warning tone.
*PAT PAT*
Ragnar laughed, "I know bother, haha. Now, I gotta go back and wake her up, it's time she gets some morning exercise,"
And there he went, leaving Magnus to reach Camelot on his own. Soon after, noises started to resound in the longhouse again. *Sigh* ~I hope this does not last long,~
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The female Viking came running to attack them, her axe sharp and pointed towards them. Ragnar was mesmerised by her beauty and Magnus was trying to pull him back, there was no fear of life for them as they were basically superhumans at this point.
"Look at her, Mag, the way she runs, the way her hips move...ah... what a beauty," Ragnar muttered dreamily.
Magnus facepalmed himself, "Stop being horny, Rag. We're not even supposed to be here and you want to fall in love?"
"Everything happens for a reason, brother, the fact we're even here is proof enough. Come, my lady, plunge into my arms so I can share my warmth with you," Ragnar opened his arms wide.
She didn't stop and directly jumped on him, Ragnar kept his arms wide but didn't allow to get cut by the axe, instead, he manoeuvred his arms and easily knocked the axe out of her hands, what remained was her waist in his one arm and her other hand caught by him.
Magnus just stepped back and sat down on the side, the monastery folks felt an ounce of hope, but Magnus just scowls, "Don't look at me, I ain't here to save you,"
Ragnar was in the middle of flirting, he caressed her face with his fingers, "Those fierce eyes of a tigress, I feel like drowning in them, my lady. That meaty waist, I want to hold it and pull you in..."
"Haaaaa...." She was a warrior, like hell she would go down so easily, she took out a dagger from somewhere hidden and tried to stab him, Ragnar easily parry her and tapped on her nose, "So cute,"
This annoyed the woman much more, as each touch meant she lost. Ragnar could have killed her multiple times boy now, so she annoyedly asked, "Who are you?"
He smiled, "Just a traveller, may I know your name, beautiful lady?"
Magnus on the side took out an expansion pouch and some food. A few Vikings also joined him as they finished killing and looting, without talking Magnus gave them nice chilled beer bottles to drink. "Is she you Jarl?"
The men nodded, "Yes, and the fiercest one in the land. Her father was one of the most legendary Vikings, Eivor Varinsdottir, also known as the Wolf-Kissed. She took over after he died."
"Hmm, it must have been hard to fill her father's shoes," Magnus muttered.
"Which clan are you two from? I know no warriors as tall and fierce as you two among the wretched Saxons." They asked him.
"I am Magnus Grant Emrys Pendragon," he revealed.
The Viking men seemed to be taken aback and gasped, "Y-You... are you related to the Sage King Arthur?"
"I am related to Arthur and Merlin," Magnus replied, showing them a dot of light in his hand made of magic. He wanted to see what reaction they would have towards magic.
Surprisingly, they were full of reverence, "A gifted one? Amazing, we never see you people outside of the castles."
At the same time, near them, Ragnar was getting the woman's name, while she was pinned in his arms after a good fight, "Tell me your name and I will tell you mine,"
"I am Freya Varinsdottir, Jarl of the Raven clan," she annoyedly spoke.
He slowly let her go, "Ah, your name means "lady" perfect for someone as fierce and beautiful as you. I am Ragnar Grant Ulrik Oroborus,"
As soon as she heard this, her face changed completely and she stared at him, "Oroborus?"
"Ummm... yes, what? You've heard of this name?" Ragnar inquired.
She nodded and looked around, her people were safe and eating with Magnus. "Let's go to my camp, we will talk there,"
Ragnar smugly smiled, "Sure, lead the way," he followed her behind, appreciating her with his eyes.
After a short boat ride, they arrived at a big riverside camp. It was decently big with all kinds of small industries there. The biggest longhouse was Freya's and her close commanders. Inside, they had a small feast while sitting around the fire. Ragnar drank merrily and sang some tone-deaf songs about love. Magnus made sure to watch it carefully so he can make copies of this memory later.
Magnus didn't give a shit anymore, he decided to just obliviate all of them once they were gone. However, he too was interested in knowing what this female Jarl knew about the Oroborus family.
But, when she came out after changing her clothes, all the looks of her being a fierce warrior were gone, they were exchanged with a charm of absolute beauty. Her hair was tied better, there was no armour or facepaint anymore either. Just raw untamed beauty. Of course, Ragnar loved this even more.
They were invited to eat with her beside a bonfire. Ragnar happily sat close to her, "So, you gonna tell me why you changed after hearing my name?"
"You don't know anything about the Oroborus family?" She asked him again.
Ragnar shook his head, "Nope, I mean, I know we're pretty old but not the details about it."
She informed him then, "Oroborus clan was a royal wizarding clan that was revered by all of Viking clans in Norway, they decided to not move with the Viking raiders to England but did send a small contingent to help those going, by providing medical aids, but later due to some treachery, the Oroborus clan which only had about 10 members was eradicated in Norway.
"It was a great loss for all of Norway and we all mourned for it. But, the 4 Oroboruse sent to England decided to join the English Wizarding society after that, becoming a household name in potioneering. They now work at Camelot with Sage King Arthur and Wizard Merlin."
Magnus and Ragnar were amazed by this story, however, if they wanted to know more they would have to go to Camelot. "Why are wizards so revered in Norway?" Magnus inquired.
She answered truthfully, "Wizards have major respect in Pagan religion, especially the seers and potioneers. But most wizards die at a small age so those that are left are the most valuable assets in any clan. Christians are fools for hurting the gifted ones,"
Ragnar laughed, who knew the accident would lead to all this, "Freya, thank you for telling me all this. I am a renowned potioneer as well, but Magnus and I had left for the land across the giant ocean long ago, we just returned,"
It was a lie but more believable. She was amazed, "To the west? A few of our brethren went there as well, no one knows if they were able to reach,"
"They were, vast lands exist there, Freya, bigger than you can imagine, there are two landmasses, a giant one in the North and another in the south, both connected by a small thin landmass. Many indigenous tribes live there in jungles and mostly live naked." Ragnar told her about the ancient Americas, this did impress her as her interest was piqued.
She suddenly asked in a haughty manner, "How old are you?"
"I'm seventeen and a half," Ragnar replied.
Without any reservation, she grabbed his face and kissed his lips passionately, "Hmm, so young and so strong, you will do. Everyone, retreat to your dwellings, we have a big raid tomorrow,"
She took Ragnar along to her bed chambers. Magnus laughed, his brother got lucky today it seemed. But seeing him getting the actions, he frowned, ~Dammit, I miss Emma, I should always keep her beside me so we can end up on adventures together.~
Poor Magnus had to sleep alone in a bed-chamber. Though a few women were interested in him and wanted to have some fun, he denied, Emma was the only love of his life.
"AH! AH! YEES!..."
That entire night, Ragnar and Freya's voices resounded inside the longhouse, it was mostly Freya moaning loudly as she got her brains messed out. For 6 hours straight the noises came, then finally she calmed down and probably fell asleep. Ragnar, however, was still full of energy and found Magnus in the morning.
"Brother, when you find Camelot, come and get me via apparition. I'm gonna stay here and explore her a bit more." He cheekily said.
"Be careful, Rag, don't get addicted to the forbidden fruit. Enjoy her while you can, we can't take her to the future later." Magnis spoke in a warning tone.
*PAT PAT*
Ragnar laughed, "I know bother, haha. Now, I gotta go back and wake her up, it's time she gets some morning exercise,"
And there he went, leaving Magnus to reach Camelot on his own. Soon after, noises started to resound in the longhouse again. *Sigh* ~I hope this does not last long,~
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The female Viking came running to attack them, her axe sharp and pointed towards them. Ragnar was mesmerised by her beauty and Magnus was trying to pull him back, there was no fear of life for them as they were basically superhumans at this point."Look at her, Mag, the way she runs, the way her hips move...ah... what a beauty," Ragnar muttered dreamily.Magnus facepalmed himself, "Stop being horny, Rag. We're not even supposed to be here and you want to fall in love?""Everything happens for a reason, brother, the fact we're even here is proof enough. Come, my lady, plunge into my arms so I can share my warmth with you," Ragnar opened his arms wide.She didn't stop and directly jumped on him, Ragnar kept his arms wide but didn't allow to get cut by the axe, instead, he manoeuvred his arms and easily knocked the axe out of her hands, what remained was her waist in his one arm and her other hand caught by him.Magnus just stepped back and sat down on the side, the monastery folks felt an ounce of hope, but Magnus just scowls, "Don't look at me, I ain't here to save you,"Ragnar was in the middle of flirting, he caressed her face with his fingers, "Those fierce eyes of a tigress, I feel like drowning in them, my lady. That meaty waist, I want to hold it and pull you in...""Haaaaa...." She was a warrior, like hell she would go down so easily, she took out a dagger from somewhere hidden and tried to stab him, Ragnar easily parry her and tapped on her nose, "So cute,"This annoyed the woman much more, as each touch meant she lost. Ragnar could have killed her multiple times boy now, so she annoyedly asked, "Who are you?"He smiled, "Just a traveller, may I know your name, beautiful lady?"Magnus on the side took out an expansion pouch and some food. A few Vikings also joined him as they finished killing and looting, without talking Magnus gave them nice chilled beer bottles to drink. "Is she you Jarl?"The men nodded, "Yes, and the fiercest one in the land. Her father was one of the most legendary Vikings, Eivor Varinsdottir, also known as the Wolf-Kissed. She took over after he died.""Hmm, it must have been hard to fill her father's shoes," Magnus muttered."Which clan are you two from? I know no warriors as tall and fierce as you two among the wretched Saxons." They asked him."I am Magnus Grant Emrys Pendragon," he revealed.The Viking men seemed to be taken aback and gasped, "Y-You... are you related to the Sage King Arthur?""I am related to Arthur and Merlin," Magnus replied, showing them a dot of light in his hand made of magic. He wanted to see what reaction they would have towards magic.Surprisingly, they were full of reverence, "A gifted one? Amazing, we never see you people outside of the castles."At the same time, near them, Ragnar was getting the woman's name, while she was pinned in his arms after a good fight, "Tell me your name and I will tell you mine,""I am Freya Varinsdottir, Jarl of the Raven clan," she annoyedly spoke.He slowly let her go, "Ah, your name means "lady" perfect for someone as fierce and beautiful as you. I am Ragnar Grant Ulrik Oroborus,"As soon as she heard this, her face changed completely and she stared at him, "Oroborus?""Ummm... yes, what? You've heard of this name?" Ragnar inquired.She nodded and looked around, her people were safe and eating with Magnus. "Let's go to my camp, we will talk there,"Ragnar smugly smiled, "Sure, lead the way," he followed her behind, appreciating her with his eyes.After a short boat ride, they arrived at a big riverside camp. It was decently big with all kinds of small industries there. The biggest longhouse was Freya's and her close commanders. Inside, they had a small feast while sitting around the fire. Ragnar drank merrily and sang some tone-deaf songs about love. Magnus made sure to watch it carefully so he can make copies of this memory later.Magnus didn't give a shit anymore, he decided to just obliviate all of them once they were gone. However, he too was interested in knowing what this female Jarl knew about the Oroborus family.But, when she came out after changing her clothes, all the looks of her being a fierce warrior were gone, they were exchanged with a charm of absolute beauty. Her hair was tied better, there was no armour or facepaint anymore either. Just raw untamed beauty. Of course, Ragnar loved this even more.They were invited to eat with her beside a bonfire. Ragnar happily sat close to her, "So, you gonna tell me why you changed after hearing my name?""You don't know anything about the Oroborus family?" She asked him again.Ragnar shook his head, "Nope, I mean, I know we're pretty old but not the details about it."She informed him then, "Oroborus clan was a royal wizarding clan that was revered by all of Viking clans in Norway, they decided to not move with the Viking raiders to England but did send a small contingent to help those going, by providing medical aids, but later due to some treachery, the Oroborus clan which only had about 10 members was eradicated in Norway."It was a great loss for all of Norway and we all mourned for it. But, the 4 Oroboruse sent to England decided to join the English Wizarding society after that, becoming a household name in potioneering. They now work at Camelot with Sage King Arthur and Wizard Merlin."Magnus and Ragnar were amazed by this story, however, if they wanted to know more they would have to go to Camelot. "Why are wizards so revered in Norway?" Magnus inquired.She answered truthfully, "Wizards have major respect in Pagan religion, especially the seers and potioneers. But most wizards die at a small age so those that are left are the most valuable assets in any clan. Christians are fools for hurting the gifted ones,"Ragnar laughed, who knew the accident would lead to all this, "Freya, thank you for telling me all this. I am a renowned potioneer as well, but Magnus and I had left for the land across the giant ocean long ago, we just returned,"It was a lie but more believable. She was amazed, "To the west? A few of our brethren went there as well, no one knows if they were able to reach,""They were, vast lands exist there, Freya, bigger than you can imagine, there are two landmasses, a giant one in the North and another in the south, both connected by a small thin landmass. Many indigenous tribes live there in jungles and mostly live naked." Ragnar told her about the ancient Americas, this did impress her as her interest was piqued.She suddenly asked in a haughty manner, "How old are you?""I'm seventeen and a half," Ragnar replied.Without any reservation, she grabbed his face and kissed his lips passionately, "Hmm, so young and so strong, you will do. Everyone, retreat to your dwellings, we have a big raid tomorrow,"She took Ragnar along to her bed chambers. Magnus laughed, his brother got lucky today it seemed. But seeing him getting the actions, he frowned, ~Dammit, I miss Emma, I should always keep her beside me so we can end up on adventures together.~Poor Magnus had to sleep alone in a bed-chamber. Though a few women were interested in him and wanted to have some fun, he denied, Emma was the only love of his life."AH! AH! YEES!..."That entire night, Ragnar and Freya's voices resounded inside the longhouse, it was mostly Freya moaning loudly as she got her brains messed out. For 6 hours straight the noises came, then finally she calmed down and probably fell asleep. Ragnar, however, was still full of energy and found Magnus in the morning."Brother, when you find Camelot, come and get me via apparition. I'm gonna stay here and explore her a bit more." He cheekily said."Be careful, Rag, don't get addicted to the forbidden fruit. Enjoy her while you can, we can't take her to the future later." Magnis spoke in a warning tone.*PAT PAT*Ragnar laughed, "I know bother, haha. Now, I gotta go back and wake her up, it's time she gets some morning exercise,"And there he went, leaving Magnus to reach Camelot on his own. Soon after, noises started to resound in the longhouse again. *Sigh* ~I hope this does not last long,~You can see Freya on Discord - https://discord.gg/DgHkrAn OR see them on Instagram - https://www.instagram.com/mister_immortal_novel__________You can read 20 Advanced chapters and Marvel fic at -patreon.com/misterimmortal.Special thanks to *DougErNuts* *Oluwatimileyin Olayemi* *BirdRant* *Franklin Walley* *Brennan Tubbs*
