Chapter 7 - Aftermath

When I open up my eyes, the only thing I can see is the dark sky filled with stars. But, when I look to the side, I see my men having a pleasant conversation with each other around the campfire.

"Ah, It is good to see you wake up just in time for dinner."

I look to my left and see uncle Lomun sitting down on the ground with his beloved polar bear sleep near him. When I see him, I get up and sit down on the sleeping mat made of leaf and twig. When uncle Lomun saw me sitting down, he gave me a piece of grilled meat.

"Here, eat."

"Thank you."

I take the meat my uncle gave me and begin to eat it. After using so much magic one day nonstop and fighting with my spear, all my energy and mana have been depleted. I guess that is the reason why I fainted after I flared up my magic to subdue Fiendfyre.

"What happened after I fainted, Uncle?"

"After you fainted, the rest of the goblin began to go berserk. Lucky for us, you already killed most of the Goblin Mage and Goblin Knight with your last spell before you fainted. If not, we will lose many people."

"How many people die?"

"Fortunately, none. However, five of the Shield Holders have been seriously injured, but luckily the healer we bring with us can heal them just fine. How are you doing?"

"I'm fine. I fainted because of overusing my magic."

"Good, that is good."

I continue to eat all the food my uncle brings me, and when all the food is gone, I walk toward the campfire and sit down among the soldiers. When I sit down among them, I can see their surprised face before suddenly smiling at me before greeting me.

This gesture of sitting down among the commoner is something that is rare to be seen. However, I know that getting closer to your troops will increase their loyalty and increase their trust.

My father told me about this practice in the past, and in my previous life, I also watched and read that doing this will increase the closeness between the soldier and their general.

The time is spent drinking some ale and eating grilled fish and meat. This food is looted from the Goblin Village. Not only animal meat, but there is also gold, mana crystal, and even weapon. This is the other reason why many people try to become an adventurer. Many monsters hoard their 'Victory loot' inside their base/nest. The Adventure guild has a rule of 'Finding is the Keeper.' That means if the adventurer finishes their quest and finds some loot inside one of the monster nests, then they are the owner of the said loot.

Anyway, my uncle finishes singing right now and then looks at me with a grin on his face.

"Isaac, come on! It is your turn to sing!"

I sign and look around to see if anyone wants to switch with me, but they look at me with excitement to my disappointment.

I signed once again before deciding to sing a song.

~Brave the snow

Through the pillars of the pale

Rest your feet

Come and listen to the tales.

Raise your mug

Through our songs

They will never be lost.

Tales that will never be lost

Kept in the legends of the frost

Kruziik Ahkrin Haalvut Lok (Ancient courage touch sky)

Oblaan Qostiid Rein Norok (End prophecy fierce roar)

Briinah Bruniik Sahrot Vahdin (Savage sister mighty maiden)

Zeymah Mul Kendov Krin (Brother strong warrior brave)

Tales that will never be lost

Once and always

A part of history

Long remembered

Warriors be

Distant thunder

Echoes of the past

Through our voices

Forever to last

So raise your mug to the legends of the frost.

Kruziik Ahkrin

Oblaan Qostiid~

This is the song created by Gavin Dunne, also known as MiracleofSound. This song is about the tale of prophecy created on the northern side of Tamriel, the place called Skyrim. The tale of a human with the blood and soul of a dragon. That human is called Dragonborn.

I snap from my thoughts when I hear clapping from all around me. I even see some of the people crying for some reason. A second later, I know the reason why they are crying. I sing this song with the help of Blue Magic, making my voice more beautiful than my normal voice.

Dammit, I've done it again. First in the Harry Potter world, now I use it here.

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*3rd POV*

Lomun looked at his nephew in a new light. He never knew that he could sing this well, and not only that, he sang about the tale from the north, the tale of the frost.

There is a language that he doesn't know, and he will find out about the meaning of that language.

"Isaac, what is the meaning of that word you say in the middle of the lyric?"

"Kruziik Ahkrin Haalvut Lok means Ancient courage touch sky. Oblaan Qostiid Rein Norok means End prophecy fierce roar. Briinah Bruniik Sahrot Vahdin means Savage sister mighty maiden. Zeymah Mul Kendov Krin means Brother strong warrior brave."

"Where do you know this language from?"

"I read it in the books in the main library of Lionheart Family."

"I see."

Lomun nods his head as he knows that Isaac is known for his hobby of reading books and the main library of the Lionheart family is something that makes many scholars envious. Many groups inside the magician tower pride themselves on having a hundred books but compared to the Lionheart family library. Their book is nothing.

The Lionheart family is an OLD family. They already exist even before the Vulux Kingdom is formed. The only reason they did not want to become a king of their own is that they needed help to repel the incoming Monster Rush coming to their ancient castle.

The Lionheart family will surrender to the newly formed Vulux Kingdom and will become part of that said kingdom without a fight. Their only demand is that they will keep their ancestral land for themselves.

It is not weird to see if there is an ancient language inside the Lionheart family's main library.

Lomun smiles a little at his nephew before looking at the sky, thinking that his decision to marry his daughter to him is the right decision. Not only does he care for his daughter's well being, but he is also brave and knowledgeable.

Not only the marriage between his daughter and Isaac will secure the source of the food for the Dalagull people but also he knows that his daughter will be happy marrying her childhood crush. To this day, he still can see the bright smile on her daughter when Isaac sent a letter to her.

Lumon is really looking forward to the future.