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English camp in Hordaland looks like a formicary. Some are looking for dry wood, in order to keep the fire alive. The cold do more damage than the invisible enemy English knights are forced to face it. The others form searching parties moving deep in the territory, in hoping to discover the pirates bases.
- Some results so far? ask Gregory concerned about the cold and scarce food.
- No, Sir. The captain shake his head in disappointment. Only a few fisherman villages we didn't disturb as you asked.
- Keep searching until the fall of the night. If nothing found, tomorrow we will move to another location. Dam pirates, they must be somewhere near the coast.
Two respected merchants and the soldiers on the convoy drowned! That won't go unpunished, even I have to look under every rock those cowards are hiding.
- Sir, maybe we should torture a bit the locals. I'm sure they know where those cutthroats are hiding..
No, thousand times No. We won't proceed as usually those barbarians do. Christ give his life for all the people, including for non-believers, giving them a chance for redemption. Who are we to deny the Son of God work on earth and judge when is written only God can judge? Aren't you christian, captain?
- Well, in fact I'm Irish at origins, but my wife is a good English catholic. She never miss a Sunday morning from the church. We will proceed as you ordered.
- I have a special assignment for you in fact: take all the food from king's table and personally deliver it to the locals. They need that food more than myself.
- As you wish, Mylord.
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