Kol Mikaelson – Journey To The Multiverse - Chapter 18

=PART-1

In the year 1309 AD, just a year after the news from Qetsiyah, Kol had made all the preparations for the departure to the roman empire.

A lot had to be prepared this year. Since Malivore was a dimension, it could not be tracked with any spell, no matter how advanced. Not to mention, there was no way of knowing in which timeline Malivore had gone to. The remains of the magic formation that sent it to another timeline suggested that it was a crude formation that lacked accuracy.

It took the efforts of Kol, Qetsiyah, and the entire witch union of the Polaris kingdom for one year to finally find an accurate disruption in the timeline.

That was to be expected. Even Kol’s magic that was quite advanced, was never accurate when it came to the time magic.

It took a great amount of practice for someone to master temporal magic, accurately. Concerning this subject, knowledge was not everything. It could only be mastered based on feelings and instincts. Only practice makes perfect in this regard.

————Scene -Departure.

A relatively bigger white Sail-ship was parked at a relatively smaller harbor of the Polaris kingdom. People could be seen moving around it. Many vampires dressed in uniforms could be seen boarding it. The workers were delivering their luggage and other cargo for the long journey.

Sage carried two two-handed big Viking swords. Her armor was all black, similar to Albedo’s armor in Overlord. In fact, many of the products in the Polaris kingdom, such as armors, clothing, weapons, and other magical items were based on the Overlord series. Despite his busy life, Kol was a fan of that novel and the anime. He loved how it depicted mankind’s even the cruelest of acts, yet so casually, and still being able to bring out the comedy. How he wished that the reality was such.

Kol was dressed casually. He held both his wives in his arms. After kissing them for a few minutes, they separated.

Since they were going to be apart for a long time, a lot of unspoken words and emotions were involved.

Qetsiyah maintained eye contact as she spoke, “Be careful.!”.

Kol replied, “I will.”.

Astrid followed, “When will you be back!?”.

Kol replied, “I don’t know. But it shouldn’t take longer than a decade. No matter how much time it takes to take care of that golem, my return will only be delayed due to the inaccuracy of temporal magic.”.

Astrid continued with a long face, “Yeah! Yeah! During your arrival, you are going to time jump back to a year after your departure. Or so you say! But you should know, a year is a long time. Especially when you have nothing to do but give orders to people all day. After your command to put a hold on the expansion plan overseas, the Kingdom is mostly stable and running smoothly. There is not much attention to be paid there.”.

Kol replied with a serious face, “That might not be. Everything is fine inside, but an enemy might come from the outside. Especially when I destroy Malivore, supernatural creatures would roam free. Like dragons. They are dangerous. And my father has not departed to the old world yet, so he might pay a visit. You both know what to do then, right!?”.

Hearing this, Kol’s eyes softened. Ever since her resurrection, Qetsiyah had been working hard to invent more and more spells based on the magic of this world. She never showed it, and neither Astrid nor he had ever blamed her, but she seemed to feel guilty for what had happened before in the Other Side. Going to deal with Malivore was her way of expressing her regret. Unfortunately, divination magic was truly very annoying. The result would be the same if even he, himself had gone in her stead.

Kol replied softly to Qetsiyah while maintaining eye contact, “It’s good that you are determined.”, he paused as he held her in his arms and kissed her.

Then he continued, “Love you! Be careful.!”, he paused again, and this time he held Astrid in his arms tightly as he kissed her. Then spoke while maintaining eye contact, “I love you! You need to work hard in learning magic.”.

After saying the goodbyes, Kol turned and entered the Sail-ship. Sage and the soldiers she led followed behind.

There were a total of five generals in the Polaris kingdom. This time, only Sage, who was leading one hundred vampire soldiers, and many humans with different talents were going to follow Kol on this journey.

Before long, the ship started sailing and disappeared from the eyes of the people standing at the pier. The friends and families of all those who had embarked on this journey had come to send them off.

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In the middle of the night, in the desolation of the North Atlantic ocean, Kol was standing on the front deck of the magical Sail-ship as it sailed forward with considerable speed even without any wind.

General Sage was standing behind him, looking vigilant for any unexpected situation that might occur when Kol had done what he was just about to do.

A green magic circle was formed as he pushed his hand forward, and when he rotated his hand as if opening a doorknob, the ship gradually accelerated and there was a sudden sense of weightlessness. The whole ship was invaded by a green aura.

First, the moon became blurry, then it felt like the stars in the sky were moving, until the scenery around became unclear, and finally, everything around disappeared. It felt like the ship was sailing in the void, without water or wind.

Thankfully, this illusion did not last long. Or perhaps it had lasted forever, but it just felt like only a moment had passed.

The ship gradually slowed down as the night turned into day in just mere moments. The sun hung high above the head. Kol and Sage felt uncomfortable with the sudden rise in temperature. They had just traveled through time. Hundreds of years in the past, before either of them or any other passengers on this ship were even born. All in just mere moments.

=PART-2

With the speed of the enchanted ship, coupled with the fact that they had crossed time, it only took a couple more days till finally one night, they arrived at their destination.

It was a small harbor, most likely of a small city. Few lights could be seen, but there was no other ship parked there. It was doubtful whether a large ship such as theirs could even be accommodated here.

In truth, the ship had long since passed from the Alboran sea and the Tyrrhenian sea. Currently, they had just reached the city of Sinuessa en Valle, somewhere between the Gulf of Naples and the Gulf of Salerno. It was a well-guarded city at its gates, but it seemed that not much attention had been placed at the port.

————Scene -Diotimos.

Their master, Laurus had commanded them to guard the few small boats and the only big ship that was parked here at this hour.

Laurus was a slave trader, and a public speaker of the city, a position granted to him by his friend, Ennius, the Aedile of the city of Sinue.

Aedile was an elected office of the Roman Republic. The Aedile was responsible for public buildings, the public games, regulation of public festivals, and the supply of rations for the city. Basically, an Aedile could be considered the owner of the city.

Like any other normal day, Diotimos and his mates were chatting about the cruelty of their master, and how suspicious it was that he called them here at least a few times every month to guard some suspicious ship.

His friends might not know, but Diotimos had more intellect than what he let on. He knew that they were here to watch out for a pirate ship. Them being called here did not mean that the pirate ship did not already have protective measures, in fact, there were dozens of pirates hidden inside the ship. It was just that they could not reveal themselves.

Suddenly, they heard a distant sound of an explosion. A fire could be seen burning in the distant waters. Diotimos and others were startled as they stood up and looked carefully. It seemed that a ship was burning, not far from the city.

Not a moment later, many explosions could be heard as five more sh.i.p.s were ignited. Diotimos commanded one of his friends to go inform their Dominus, Laurus of the incident. The sh.i.p.s were so far that most likely, the sound of explosions had not reached anyone inside the city.

What even Diotimos did not know was that many pirate sh.i.p.s had surrounded the city from the distant waters. They carried long-range artillery in case something went wrong with their trade. This was the real precaution of those pirates.

When Kol’s ship approached the city, the pirate sh.i.p.s attacked them without any warning. After all, even from afar, it could be seen that Kol’s ship carried much wealth, in more ways than one. The pirates could not only take all the wealth for themselves, but they could also sell most of the passengers as slaves.

On the other hand, after the slave had left to report to their master Laurus, Diotimos and his mate witnessed a large ship quickly approaching the port. They did not know what to do besides reporting to their Dominus.

The ship was so quick that it arrived in front of them from so far away, all in but mare minutes, and was just preparing to dock.

The witty Diotimos did not just stand there like his friend. This ship did not look like a pirate ship. It was quite luxurious, painted all white, and carried two large tube-shaped artillery at front and rear, along with many small artillery at both sides.

A flag that Diotimos did not recognize could be seen on the ship, though it looked more like a family crest. Diotimos presumed that it was most likely some battleship belonging to either the empire or a man of great stature. Not the kind of people even their master could offend.

The fire and the explosions heard earlier were most like the pirates attacking this battleship. The same greedy pirates had trade relationsh.i.p.s with not only their own master, but even the city owner, Ennius.

Diotimos was shaken by the possibility of what might happen if their master was found guilty of his crimes. If the master died, then the slaves would accompany him. Such was the law.

So, he pulled his mate away, and while maintaining a sufficient distance, they kneeled facing the battleship entrance in respect for the figure that was yet to emerge.

A couple of minutes after the ship had parked, the entrance finally opened and soldiers wearing similar armors emerged from both sides and secured the area. This posture was proof that Diotimos had assumed correctly.

After the soldiers had secured the area, Kol soon followed in casual noble garments and Sage followed behind him in guard, carrying her two iconic long Viking swords that looked too big for her to carry.

Two soldiers brought the two men in tattered clothing before him, but he did not reply to them as they kneeled and greeted him. In truth, he did not even know their language. So, he quickly scanned their minds with his mental abilities, for both the language and the general knowledge of the time they had traveled to.

After a few minutes, he had not only learned their language himself but had even implanted that knowledge in Sage’s mind.

She was startled as she suddenly heard Kol’s voice in her mind, but still calmed down and acted according to instructions. After all, after all these years, she more or less knew of Kol’s mental abilities. On the other hand, it would make her job much easier after getting rid of the language barrier.

After realizing what the two slaves had just said, Kol replied with a mild, “Hmm!”, and gestured for them to stand aside.

At this point, Diotimos could feel his back drenched in a cold sweat. The feeling that the seemingly gentle young man was giving him, was that he had great status and authority. Much more than any he had seen before in his life.

As Diotimos and his mate stood aside, sound of footsteps could soon be heard from far. Not long after, a large number of men could be seen approaching from the front. In the middle of the armed men, a middle-aged fat man, along with a rough-looking tall guy wearing hooded garments, could be seen.

As they approached and guarded outside the area surrounded by the vampire soldiers, Diotimos and his mate walked towards them.

No one blocked them as they reached the middle-aged man guarded by the armed men.

Soon, Diotimos was explaining to the middle-aged fat man about what had just happened.

After he finished, the fatty suddenly scolded him in anger and started beating him, but stopped soon after a few kicks as the situation was somewhat dire.

Diotimos stood up in shame and stepped aside.

From the memories of Diotimos and his mate, Kol knew that the fatty’s name was Laurus. He was cruel and hateful. He inflicted injuries on his slaves just for fun and even often killed them while beating them.

The tall guy put a hand on Laurus’s shoulders as he spoke something in his ears. His expression could not be seen because of the hood he wore, but he was the pirate leader of the seabed pirates. His name was Tyrallus, known for his ruthlessness.

After hearing what Tyrallus had to say, Laurus’s eyes brightened as he looked towards Kol. They thought that Kol and his soldiers could not hear them just because they were talking directly in each other’s ears, but Kol, Sage, and even the other vampire soldiers had heard them clearly. Even the large distance between both the parties served no purpose to hide their intentions and as such, unknown to them, Kol’s eyes turned somewhat cold, only noticed by those standing close to him.

Suddenly, Laurus spoke to Kol, loudly, “The respected guest, this humble one is the public speaker of the city of Sinuessa en Valle. Apologies, for I am unable to recognize you, so may I know your name and status, and perhaps the intentions for this visit, if you don’t mind?”.

At this point, Kol gestures with his hand, and a human diplomat standing on Kol’s side took a step forward in reply to address the crowd.

He spoke loudly, “Behold, the grate one who stands before you, is his highness, the prince of the Polaris Kingdom, Coul Mikael Pendragon. Our grate kingdom lies beyond the endless oceans of the west. His highness had departed from his homeland in search of an adventure. Only after months of efforts for finding some land has he managed to humble your city with his presence this day.”.

By this point, Kol had already managed to impart the knowledge of Roman language in the minds of most of his subordinates. He created a false identity for himself, and a nice background story that was similar to his real story. It was a way to keep the timeline from getting too influenced by his presence.

Even before coming here, Kol knew that the Romans valued their lineage very deeply. He had no connections here, and because Malivore could not be located with any spell, the only way left was to take advantage of the local authority. He had to blend in here.

So, acting like his head was up his arse, created an illusion that his pedigree was higher than the rest. It was a way to gain respect among the nobles.

Of course, the ‘nobles’ here did not include the fatty standing before him. Laurus was but a brute, and a butcher, and he would be a criminal in the eyes of the Roman Republic after his crimes came to light.

Kol intended to take full advantage of his mental abilities during his stay. Who said that he had to play fair?.

As Laurus heard the words like, “his highness”, and “the prince”, he somewhat shrunk his neck as his complexion paled, but on the other hand, Tyrallus’s eyes brightened as he watched Kol like looking at unclaimed treasure.

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