Chapter 395: Battle End (2) : Blade Of Mercy (2/2)

Jon's glare burned the so hard

The one as enraged asyou and you don't respond! By Kyne, I'd teach you all your place like how the horses are tamed” Alina shouted

Those ere utterly silent loosened their tongues right away

” The Nikkr Clan greets Lord Jonhild”

”We, the Thorn-shi+eld Clan, greet the noble one Jonhild Firereet Jon Dare”

”The Kragr Clan greets the Thane of Winterhold”

Each clan spoke in line one after the other until all the nine clans greeted back

Jon's death glare went away as soon as the clans responded

”O' People of the clans I, who bear the lives of people on my shoulders carry two blades A Blade of Mercy and a Blade of Slaughter

As for the Blade of Mercy, it has fallen frohter, then here it is”

Jon took out [Bloodskal] The people shi+vered at the sight of the blood red sword

”O' People of the clans I carry the evil deed with its burden and pay for it back with its equal, and I see the eyes of blunt greed and the necks of false pride a you

And I see heads that ripened, for it's tiht

And as if I can now see the blood floeen your fallen helms and your drenched beards

I; O' people of the clans whose eneration; have learned through experience and saw the ultimate purpose as destiny spread its quiver and searched its arrows to find ravest, so it shot me at you

Because you have fallen to temptation, delusions and followed the ways of falsehood to the point that you marched with the Alt to join hands with them and set it aflararind you for that how the stones of the quarry are ground and trample over you how the disobedient beasts are tra the women ed and children orphaned

And I swear on everything that is Sacred and Daedric that I never drop a proo of a word”

Jon came to a halt as he looked down on those ht of the truth and the triu any of those dark clans' actions

Death was lurking towards their necks withtill now, they died from inside a dozen times each already

Soness to be slaughtered like sheep while the most kept their head low

”O' People of the clans, as for the Blade of Slaughter Then I'll drop it on those battlements for it's only to defend what is dear”

Jon turned around and tossed [Bloodskal] high in the air as it landed on the gatehouse of Saarthal to stick itself in the wall carrying a strong hint of Jon's Godly powers

Jon turned around with aone last question

”O' people of the clans What say you I'd do with you?”

Jon's words were unexpected, they left a strange impression on everyone who heard them

None expected those words from any side

He is the victor and the ulti present, he can't deny Jon how to deal with his captives unless a ransom is paid

What kind of situation was that?

Was hehis went

Still, there was a sirl who looked up to Jon and replied to hia Stor her blunt reply

Jon looked at Orga with narrowed eyes She looked at hiood a's words were so natural and the look in her eyes was confident It is as if she found out what and who is Jon just by just seeing hia a terrifying judge of characters

Contrary to everyone's expectations and as Orga expected, Jon so” He said, ”Save for the clans' leaders, your are free”