The Sage of Einar

In the imperial palace, Einar was playing with his children while Kassia and Helmi were lying on deck chairs, sunbathing.

They were happy because they had found out that they were pregnant again, so they were doing everything they could to enjoy the sun that came through the skylight of the internal patio.

For her part, Laisa was talking to her mother-in-law and Juni.

"Mother, how should I act if the baby cries a lot like Erik and Katherine sometimes do?"

Elin, who was holding her grandchildren, looked seriously at Laisa "You must use your mother's instinct to know when they need care.

Go to Kassia, Helmi or even Einar. They somehow know why babies cry, especially Einar.

It is not easy to know why they are crying because, as babies, they cannot tell you where it hurts or what bothers them.

But as you spend more time with them, you will learn how to treat them. Maybe you will even be an exemplary mother to your children. I think you have the best teacher who is Kassia.

She was always good at taking care of the children, even taking care of little Einar many times.

But let's not talk about things from the past. Better tell us more about its night sections.

Sometimes we can only listen ... "

Daven, who was a goalkeeper, stopped the ball that his father had thrown using his leather gloves.

"Nice try, dad, but since you won't use all your strength you are destined to lose."

Einar smiled and placed his hands on his waist "I may not be able to win, but your sister will."

At that moment, Laura started running to the ball and, using her foot, managed to throw the ball into a corner, making a goal for Daven.

Who only scratched his head "I would like to say that it was a trap but that is not possible because Laura would be angry with me."

Laura started laughing and pointed to her brother "No matter what you think to win, it means I managed to score the most points in an honest way."

While this was happening in the imperial palace in a small ramshackle hut, a child was hiding in the closet.

"Woman, where is your son, if you tell us, we promise you that together with him you can survive. You will only be a slave in a distant land."

The woman with her hands on her chest looked at the men "I don't have children ..."

One of the assailants hit the woman on the cheek "You stupid old woman, your neighbors betrayed you, you just have to tell us where your son is.

Don't make me end your life and that of your son. I can do it because your family is just a job bonus that they are paying me.

Now tell me or we will have a good time with your corpse and your son, who must be watching us. He will see how his mother is raped after she dies. "

The woman with tears in her eyes pointed to the closet, so one of the assailants walked over to it and opened it to see the boy.

"I'm sorry, little boy, but your life and your mother have a price. I think you will live in a much better or worse place.

I'm not really interested. I only get merchandise and they pay me for them. Now go with your mother and embrace her that a family is worth more than a single woman or an orphan child. "

The boy ran to his mother and hugged her with fear because he did not know what would become of him and his mother.

"Very good since you are the couple of beautiful products now they must put on their metal necklaces, they will not be painful.

I can promise you because if you hurt them they will reduce their cost, that's why I don't hit you too hard, woman. "

The assailant then took two metal necklaces and placed them on the neck of the woman and the child. Using a chain, he tied them and as if they were dogs; he took them out of the wooden hut.

When the woman left, she smiled happily because her neighbors were also completely enslaved. At least she had the happiness of knowing that her destiny would be the same as hers and her son.

These scenes were repeated by all the towns of the island of Britania. It did not matter if they were Scots or Anglo-Saxons.

Human trafficking gangs began to proliferate in all kingdoms and duchies.

Their mission was to get as much population as they could because everyone wanted to be able to earn gold and silver coins from the slave trade.

This put pressure on the free population of the kingdoms, which was completely unprotected as they had no one to protect them.

That is why most decided to make their way to the city of Carcol in order to go to the mythical kingdom of the Norse.

For all the good things they heard about, gave them greater hope than just being dependent on the will of the nobles or how lucky they were not to get caught by slave traders.

This began to cause a population problem in some places because of the lack of people in some areas, the amount of food produced reduced.

Although as a rather complex problem, it would not begin to present sequels until a long time later.

Without Einar realizing it, he created a new problem in the kingdoms of Britain and, at the same time, created a new kind of work in the northern part of the European continent.

Anders, who was checking the numbers of people caught by his mercenaries, smiled when he saw that they were getting 300 people daily.

"If we continue with these numbers, we will soon be able to reach a good amount of population to be able to sell.

Don't you think that way, Nelda? "

Nelda, who was reviewing the numbers, frowned and looked at Anders seriously.

"It may seem like a lot of slaves, but at this point, we will only be producing 10,000 slaves on our own.

You must find some way to get more population, try to talk to my stupid father so you can coordinate a good attack on a city.

We need all we can get from slaves; we have to work twice as hard to meet the quota.

All the products we bring sell very well and it is because of them that we can support a good group of mercenaries. "

Anders laughed and looked at his wife fondly "Don't worry Nelda, I'll show you that I can conquer one or hundreds of cities to achieve my goal."

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