The Sage of Einar

Darian, who was walking behind Einar, looked curiously at how in the distance a great wall could be seen that was quite different from any construction he had ever seen.

The wall had a slant and seemed to have some species of towers protruding from the wall, but despite how abnormal the wall looked.

When they got closer, he could see two huge wooden machines, which seemed to be loading materials for the construction of the wall.

He knew cranes very well because in the port of his city they had been used since Roman times, but the two machines he was looking at were much larger and were carrying more weight with them than their cranes could carry.

Not to mention that the gears they used were too large. All of this made Darían gulp and look at Einar with eyes of doubt.

'This is something unheard of. In just one year they have built so much and…'

Darian simply stopped looking at one of the guards, who had a weapon that they weren't supposed to know about in the tribes.

'A manuballista, why does this northern tribe have a weapon that seems more compact and better built than our own manuballista.

What a change Einar underwent to have achieved so much ... '

Einar, noticing that Darian had stopped, looked at him with some curiosity and spoke to him.

"They would give you all right, you want some water or just get some rest."

Darían awoke from his thought and pointed at the guard. When Einar turned his head, he realized he was pointing at the crossbow especially.

"How your tribe got such a high-quality manuballista that it may even be better than the ones we built following in the footsteps that the Romans did centuries ago."

Einar just shook his head "Do you remember what I told you when I introduced myself?"

Darían looked at Einar seriously "That something had changed with you and that would explain a lot of things."

Einar nodded and spread his hands before beginning to speak Latin, thinking of taking this opportunity to show some mysticism to better profit in any future dealings.

"Mundus est nova et inquitate loci circumclusum.."

Darían unconsciously took a step back as he looked at Einar as if he were someone strange, and answered him in Latin.

"How do you know Latin and what do you mean the world is a strange and dangerous place?"

Einar flashed a smile and pointed at him seriously, trying to keep his impromptu performance as best he could.

"What do you know about the world and what surrounds it? Darían, I can assure you that you do not know anything beyond what your eyes see.

So do not fear that blessed are those who decide to know the truth, join me I will show you a book that will change the way you look at your world.

But first I want you to know that everything you will see in this place must be kept secret as best you can.

Well, I'm sure that if the Catholic Church finds out, they won't hesitate to kill you and your city and then start a crusade against us. "

Darían took a deep breath and nodded as Einar's words and the way he behaved caught his attention quite a bit.

It was then that Einar continued walking and went through the gate of the wall. Darían, who was following him closely, could feel his feet touching something hard that did not seem to be earth or stones.

So he looked at the ground and realized that there was a path that appeared to be made of stones, although it was not when he reached down and touched it that he realized it was high-quality Roman cement.

But if that had brought him more questions than answers. When he raised his head, he looked into the distance at what appeared to be a sewer, so he wiped the sweat from his forehead using his hand.

'Not just a wall, two large cranes, Roman cement, sewers, I want to know what happened and why I have to keep what I see a secret.'

Darian simply tried to reassure himself and kept walking behind Einar as he saw all the buildings in the tribe.

Some were exactly how he remembered them, but there were some that were being built using quite a different technique, which made use of quite a few materials.

This only made him walk slower because he wanted to be able to see better everything that was in the tribe.

The further they went on the main street, the more children and adults could be seen doing their daily chores or just enjoying the sunshine.

One of the things that strongly caught his attention was some stalls that seemed to sell food, which was delivered in strange containers that looked like papyrus.

Although he wanted to stop and try those foods, he wanted to see the book that Einar said, because perhaps that way he would better understand what happened in the tribe and why the radical change in just one year.

Upon reaching the great hall, Einar invited him in and led him directly to the patio of the great hall, where a table with two chairs was already set.

Darían then took a seat and watched as Einar spoke with a man who seemed to be a slave. After this, they only waited a few minutes until the slave returned carrying with him a black book that had a golden cross drawn on the front.

Einar took the book and opened it, to be able to review its pages. When he finished, he stretched out his hand as he offered the book to Darían.

"This book is the gospel, according to Judas Iscariot, the supposed traitor of Christ. But I would like to tell you that things are not always what they seem.

There is so much information that was hidden by the church that it is an insult to all of you, but I think that in your case it is a little better.

In any case, the information that I will give you is better that you read it calmly because it can be a real blow to your beliefs. "

Darían looked at the book with some fear but forcing himself to take it, he looked at it before opening it and with determination left all his doubts behind before opening it and beginning to read the content.

Einar, knowing that he would possibly achieve his mission, asked Duncan to bring two jugs of herbal liqueur, as he had a hunch that Darían would need it.

Darían, who was reading the letters in Latin, only showed on his face surprise, hatred, anguish, and a lot of emotions, which were causing him to read that book.

After two hours and with some tears, he closed the book and tried to take a deep breath to relax a bit, because the end of Judas's life was quite tragic.

But despite that, he remained determined to carry the burden of following Jesus' request.

"Einar, who are you, and why do you have this information in your hands?"

Einar showed a smile and looked seriously at Darían "I am only the leader of a tribe that will usher in a new way of thinking.

If the church is allowed to retain knowledge as it is doing, we will enter a stage of danger for all.

His people must have experienced the dark age that occurred when Rome abandoned them, but if I told you that this is just child's play compared to what the future holds.

Just think about it, a group of people who think they are overall because a divine power tells them they determine who has the power and who does not.

The church is that group of people and if this continues, they will immerse humanity in an era where their voice and orders will be the last word. I can assure you that it will be more than 700 years before anyone can stop them.

Perhaps you do not suffer, but what will happen when your children or grandchildren have to face the kingdoms that surround them when they attack them under the pretext that they are a group of heretics.

All because they do not follow the rules dictated by the Vatican.

As for why I have this information in my hands, it is because I am a herald of my gods and they showed me the future, one where kings kneel down at the church.

Even emperors have to apologize to the high pontiff of the church if they do something stupid or defy them, but now I invite you to imagine what will happen to the normal population when you give that power to the church. "

They would sigh because he knew very well what would happen. He himself had seen it with some members of the council that governed his city.

They abused the power they had because they were descendants of the founders, so many times they did things that could not be punished since they took advantage of the conventional population.

"It would be a real disgrace if something like this happened. I can only imagine horrible things in the end.

But…"

Staring at Einar, Darían asked him.

"How do I know that you are not a demon who is using Einar's body to bring your evil into the world?"

Einar sighed at the surprise question and looked curiously at Darían "According to your perception of evil, could you see something bad in the tribe, did you see the faces of sad or discouraged people?"

Darían closed his eyes and began to think about Einar's question. Remembering what he looked at as he walked, he realized that no one he looked at was sad or showed a face full of suffering.

"If you have doubts, just stay in the tribe for a few days and see with your own eyes what life is like in this place. Even look at the slaves so you can draw your own conclusions.

When your stay is over or you feel that you have the answer, you can look for me and tell me if you think I am a demon or just a person who seeks the welfare of my people. "