(WEB NOVEL): Under the Oak Tree - Chapter 74 – Familiar Fears 2
Part 74 – Familiar Fears (2)
Ruth at that point explained, “Your work, sir, isn’t to wage war, however to
secure the Lady.”
“What?” the old knight said and whipped his head around to see Max.
She fixed her back and prodded the pony towards him.
“N-pleasant to m-meet you.”
The elderly person scratched his cheek with his fingers at her cautious welcome
“There isn’t anything to stress over, ma’am, as long as I, Ovaron, have
He at that point drove the multitude of men through the entryway with certainty. Ruth went
with them and sent a gesture to Max. She additionally followed along and crossed the
drawbridge, her pulse dashing with the bang of feet hitting
against the stone floor.
As she kept on strolling along the way she once took with Riftan on a
diverse event, she turned out to be increasingly uncomfortable. She squeezed her lips
together, restless not to stay quiet, and went down a lofty slope and
through the bustling town.
She was scared to death as she had never ridden a pony at such a
quick speed. It was some time since Max kept up her solid handle on the
rein and pursued the officers before her when she at long last observed the
defense. A youthful watchman by the passage rushed his means towards the men
on ponies when he saw them.
Arriving at the entryway, Ruth and the old knight bounced off their ponies, and
minutes after the fact when she at last found the group, Max got off as
well with some help.
“Where is this supposed master from Libadon?”
“He is simply outside the entryway. In the event that you follow me here… ”
Max moved her solid legs and followed them up the steps to the highest point of
the bulwark. There, she saw 31 men on ponies on the opposite side of
the divider. They all had fearsome, tanned countenances and a long blade on each of
their midsections. Ruth hung over and addressed them, his voice uproarious and
“Who is the Lord from Libadon?”
“It is I, Rob Midahas,” said a man on a ginger pony. Max cautiously
analyzed him. He was a man in his mid-thirties, tough and solid, with
light titian hair. The man admired the highest point of the divider thusly,
squinting his eyes to improve perspective on the youngster requesting him.
“It is safe to say that you are the ruler of Anatol?”
“I am only a representative here at Anatol. The Lady here is my master’s
delegate,” Ruth said as he pointed at Max remaining close to him. Feeling
the man’s look land on her, Max unknowingly moved back. At the sight
of this, the man grinned with a jeer.
“Nice to meet you. As you’ve heard, my name is Midahas, the
leader of Kaisa, situated on the west of Libadon. I have heard noteworthy
words about the monster slayer in my old neighborhood and have made a long excursion
to meet him, so I demand you to open your entryways and permit me with
Max took a brief look at Ruth. His arms were crossed, noticing the
circumstance. He didn’t seem as though he was going to support her. She at that point
made a sound as if to speak and opened her hefty lips and raised her voice.
“I-I heard y-you don’t p-have any s-kind of I-I-ID.
I-it is our g-rule to n-not a-permit, anybody u-unidentified.”
“I lost my ID plate during my excursion. On the off chance that you permit me in,
I will promptly carry myself to the ward of Anatol and demonstrate my
“A-Anatol d-d-doesn’t permit u-unidentified I-people through t-the
g-entryways. T-this is an o-request by t-the master, t-hence c-can’t be
d-resisted. P-please go to a p-ward in a d-distinctive t-t-region to
get y-your I-distinguishing proof plate and v-visit us a-once more.”
At her faltering, yet decided discourse, the man scowled and answered in
a disturbed tone.
“I can’t comprehend a word you’re stating. Is there any other individual I
can converse with that realizes how to talk?”
With the affront tossed directly at her face, Max turned pale as a sheet.
“She is the Lady of the Anatol. I encourage you to treat her with
regard,” Ruth hindered to shield her.
“I’m trying to say I can’t get her!”
Max shrouded her humiliation and cried back.
“I-I m-made myself c-clear that I-I can’t o-open the doors. Come
b-back with an I-personality p-plate!”
“We have gone over and through the lair of evil spirits. Are you
demanding my depleted men to return back to the risky street?”
The man was presently talking in a compromising tone. Max contracted at his
coercive disposition and could just say nothing through her temperamental lips.
Detecting his triumph, the man yelled stronger towards the highest point of the divider.
“Does the Lady of Anatol not have any benevolence!”
“In the event that you say as much, whenever I return, you will confront many
knights from Libadon! I can’t acknowledge this sort of inconsiderateness!”
“Y-you don’t h-have any I-personality… I-I don’t h-have a
“I disclosed to you I can offer it to you once I get to your ward!”
His voice turned out to be more stronger and additionally scaring with each word. At
his victorious conduct she couldn’t discredit, Max felt totally
crushed. She was inundated in dread – one that was so recognizable and that
helped her to remember her previous revulsions, as sweat began to stream down her