Chapter 105 - Runaway Maiden

The rain continued throughout the night. One and the dwarf he had met spent the rest of the evening together. 

The dwarf was by no means an ill-willed person. In fact, he was a kind dwarf who knew a lot about the smithing of weapons and tending of the land he ruled over.

He was also a good farmer, or so he claimed. One made it clear he was not adapted to a life in the fields of crops and so his first job was to cut down some trees to make a clearing. 

It was simple enough for One to accept. He was to start by the break of dawn. If the rain was still not over by then, One would start at any hour after the rain had stopped.

The dwarf went to sleep after eating his share of the soup he had made and snoozed in his bedroom. One was left alone in the living room, ever gazing through the windows into the trees that surrounded the hut. 

The hut was a few meters from the lake. Quite close, if the lake was to ever overflow, the hut would be swallowed by the water. 

The hut was sturdy. Withstanding the ever increasing intensity of the downpour all the while as lightning struck the lake at random intervals.

One didn't need sleep. He walked around the hut and even ventured out to take a closer look of his surroundings. 

His night vision was working which was more than welcome. His thermal vision also worked along with the night vision, giving him a good look of almost everything around him even in the night.

He saw the fishes that swam at the lowest reaches of the lake. Gathering into several colonies while the big fish, the predators who feasted on the smaller fish, wandered by themselves. 

When he turned to look at the vast forest surrounding the lake. There was nothing but foliage. No animal was present. Maybe because it was the rain? One thought. 

He then realized that he made a grave error. 

He didn't ask Wog about where this place. He failed to be the one to ask the questions and instead, became the one who was asked questions.

One sighed. 

He returned to wooden hut soaked with rain water. He sat again on the chair he was given and tried to force himself to sleep. He could have dreams but those weren't forced so be thought maybe he could trick his body into doing the same exact same thing.

Although he closed his eyes and did not move for an hour. His body refused to enter the state of temporary paralysis. 

He opened his eyes and looked at his right hand. It was part human, part machine. Streams of blue lit up the crevices of his body, his eyes glowed a blue hue that could even be visible even in the rain.

"Help!" A muffled voice shouted in the distance. It was the voice of a woman in distress but One had trouble triangulating where exactly the voice was coming from.

"Help!!" She cried out over and over. Wog came running from his bedroom with an axe in his right hand. 

Where the heck is your sword, One thought.

"Come! We must see where the voice is and save whoever is in danger!" Wog announced as he ran into the rain.

"Don't go on charging so suddenly!" One said but his words did not reach his newfound master who was already deep into the forest. 

One took out both his energy sabers which he held on both his hands and dashed into the night. He followed the vague tracks of Wog who cut down trees and grass and strength One did not imagine a dwarf would have. 

"Help!" The voice was closer. One was surprised. Wog actually found her before he could even know where the voice was coming from.

Suddenly, the women's plea for help was accompanied by more voices. This time, the voices were from multiple men. 

"Get her!" One of them shouted. 

One then realized that the Woman was being chased by a group and he doubted that Wog could be a match for them. He tried running faster but his body was still not able to keep up with his thought process and so, was limited. 

By the time he was even remotely close to where Wog was, the sounds of battle had already erupted. 

Wog had finally caught up to the woman. She was a blonde, dressed in a tattered maid's uniform, and badly bruised. She tripped on the roots of a tree and fell on the ground. He pursuers quickly surrounded her, they were men clad in armor. All were drenched and all were out of breathe. 

The woman cried by her tears were swept by the rain that blurred her vision further. Just as the man leading the knights was about to strike his sword into the woman's ċhėst, Wog appeared from the side and blocked the strike.

"Fool! You dare go against Imperial Law?!" The man shouted as his men around him pointed their swords.

Wog looked back at the woman who lied on the ground behind him. Muddied, bruised, bleeding, yet, she was still alive. 

"I know your Lord to the core, I know she's innocent of whatever wretched law this God-forsaken empire has! Begone from my land or I will not hesitate to kill you all!" Wog angrily said as he held his axe with his two hands.

"Pah! You traitor, thinking you can go against Lord Toris? Off with your head!" The man shouted. His men all charged at Wog.

"Tsk! That woman you're defending was caught in a pervasive act while doing her job as a maid! Lord Toris has ordered for her immediate execution!" The man announced.

"I, don't, give, a damn!" Wog said. Staring down his opponent.

"Tsk, then you leave me no choice," The man said.

He raised his hands and said a chant.

A white circle appeared over his palm that he pointed at Wog.

"I will blast the both of you and end this right here," He announced with a smirk. 

"Di-" The man suddenly halted his casting and began to frantically look around.

The other knights did the same.

Wog was confused, he too began to look around. As if they were sensing something he couldn't. 

"Be on your guard!" The man announced. 

"I see it!" One of the knights shouted. The other knights looked at his direction but saw not what he told them he saw.

"What did you see!?" The man barked in frustration.

"The eyes!" The knight replied.

"Shit! Is it a hobgoblin? Tell me! What color were they!?" The man barked once more.

"AGHH" Another knight screamed.

"They're blue!" Were the knight's last words as two powerful, glowing blades penetrated his ċhėst, completely ignoring his armor. 

The rest of the knights watched in horror as the blades retracted and the body fell forward. Standing behind him were a pair of blue eyes that glowed even under the heavy rain. His silhouette showing his body. 

"Who- who are you!?" The man asked with his sword pointed at the mysterious figure.

The eyes simply squinted and the figure replied.

"I am Wog's servant,"