[Chapter Size: 1900 Words.]
Third Person POV
Northern kingdoms.
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While the wizard was forced to retreat with a severe injury, still pondering how Madara had appeared out of nowhere, trying to comprehend the boy's ability to multiply, Snape did not stray from Ciri's side, his gaze vigilantly sweeping their surroundings, ready to confront the mage again.
The slaughter continued as the Nilfgaardians kept screaming and dying; there were only about 600 of them capable of blocking my path, people from Cintra who neither knew how to fight nor had enough weapons to face them.
However, this number quickly dwindled, and the screams of soldiers began to fade as the people of Cintra watched spaces being filled with the dead bodies of their enemies who had oppressed them for the last few hours.
Some soldiers inside boats saw their comrades being slaughtered and their first thought was to flee as they began moving away from the coast.
"Let's get out of here as fast as possible!"
"We should return to the high seas."
"Where is the commander!"
The soldiers exclaimed in their native language as they tried to escape, while some, still looking towards the shore, heard strange sounds as if someone was running on water.
"What's going on?!" one of the Nilfgaardian men murmured as, in the midst of darkness, someone leaped from the water advancing towards that ship, and the first was killed without a chance to react as the blade pierced his neck.
"Enemy!" They exclaimed, drawing their swords, but Madara did not stop, running to the second, striking with his weapon and slicing through his armor.
"AHHH!!!" They screamed as Madara continued attacking the other Nilfgaardian guards, killing them until the last one was dead.
This continued with other ships until all were slain. His clones began to disappear the next moment, while the original started receiving their memories.
"It's over," Madara said as Cirilla seemed more relieved. "We won't stop this night, let's wait for people to calm down and we'll get on a ship..." Madara decided as they found a place to stay, knowing that many people were still paralyzed by what had happened, while many immediately took to the ships to leave, others would wait until dawn to travel to Verden.
The next day, Cirilla woke up in a clearing where they had stayed the night. As her eyes darted to see Madara watching the coast from atop a tree all night while he kept watch, he looked down at the girl. "Eat something. We'll be leaving soon," he simply said as Cirilla nodded, accustomed to Madara's way of speaking.
Madara watched the ships leaving all night as people gathered the courage to leave this place and only 1/5 of the ships remained while the last few people began to organize, even looting the dead Nilfgaardian soldiers, which was somewhat ironic.
He watched Cirilla eating the food he had left and waited for the girl to finish. He had planned to run through the river to the coast but had decided to go another way, after all, the girl needed to rest too, and not just cling to his back all the time.
He saw her eating the last fruits as he jumped down from the tree approaching, he took out a long garment and handed it to her. "Wear this," he said, giving her a hooded cloak to hide her distinctive hair color. After all, they would travel camouflaged among the people there.
Madara also donned his own cloak, putting on the hood, and began packing up the camp he had created, putting the items into the scroll and turned back to Ciri waiting for him.
"Let's go," he said and they began to leave the place.
While at the coast, a group of survivors was organizing one of the ships. "Come on, let's go!" It didn't take long for them to start hearing people shouting from the ship to those running towards it.
As more and more people seemed to fill the ship, he noticed the two hooded children not knowing they had emerged from the forest. "Hey, kids, come quick," he said. Madara led the way and Cirilla followed him, entering the ship and finding a quiet spot in the back to stay more at ease.
It wasn't long before the ship began to sail away from the coast, moving swiftly through the river as people on it also began to spread out.
A group soon gathered in front of Cirilla and Madara, seated against the wood, while Madara thought that this place would not be as quiet as he had hoped.
"Hey, did you hear about what happened yesterday? Why isn't anyone talking about it anymore?" someone asked near them.
"We've been talking about it all night. Some kind of monster just showed up and killed all the Nilfgaardians, good for us," the man spoke as if he had calmly accepted it.
"Yeah... what matters is that we're alive!" a third one spoke.
"I heard from a guy this morning who saw it, and that thing moved fast and vanished like a ghost, the man even claims it was the size of a child..." he said cautiously.
"A child? Don't be a fool, you idiot," another exclaimed, laughing at what he heard.
"Maybe it was Madara Uchiha!" another suggested.
"The story of the supposed hero of Cintra told in the capital? That's just a tale made up by Queen Calanthe," another person scoffed.
"You're mistaken, he existed. I went to the capital to sell a good shipment of products I had sold, and everyone claimed Madara existed," another exclaimed.
"If he was really a hero, why didn't he change what happened to Cintra? My family was murdered, and there was no hero to save my village, my wife, and son. It's just a tale from that useless Queen Calanthe," another exclaimed.
Hearing their conversation, which was anything but discreet to Madara and the others, he quickly put his hand aside, while paying Cirilla before trying anything.
"Don't bother with these fools... it's just a waste of time..." Madara spoke, and Cirilla nodded, seeing his black eyes reflecting in her emeralds a moment later.
"You're drunk again, aren't you, you fool?" Others laughed at him with hatred against Cintra.
"Of course, it's the only thing I have to do. After all, for free, Cintra no longer exists, and I'll drink to that..." he said.
"Yes, Cintra is dead... the capital must be falling by now.
"Calanthe must be dead by now. She and her granddaughter, and now Cintra belongs to the Nilfgaardian empire."
"These bastards showed up now. I should have run when I had the chance," the man contemptuously spoke about Luffy.
"It's no use crying over anything now, the important thing now is to survive. You're still alive. I'm sorry for your family, but there's nothing more to be done," a wise person suggested, offering a little advice while he remained silent.
These people continued chatting while Madara no longer paid attention to them and took a bottle with juice, giving it to Cirilla to drink over the hours while the ship continued navigating the river.
There were still people crying here and there after suffering at the hands of men or losing loved ones.
Madara was thinking of other things at that moment; he no longer had options to go to Skellige, so he decided to go north, through Verden, and pass Temeria.
However, his enemies were not limited to just the Nilfgaardians. After all, the magicians are all in action at this moment, and many of them are after Cirilla, especially when he remembered the events of the series, so he had to be cautious about some figures.
The hours passed, and the day had ended while the ship continued navigating through the night on the river. While Cirilla drooled on Madara's shoulder, some fool saw them sleeping in a corner and tried to approach, looking for their belongings, which were of the children, to steal.
But as soon as he approached Madara's bag there, he received a kick in the chin, breaking it without him being able to react to it, as he fell unconscious with his body, without Cirilla waking up or anyone else noticing.
The next day, the man woke up groaning in pain as he tried to seek help, and Madara continued to feed Ciri calmly while people distributed some food to everyone else on the ship, but neither Madara nor Cirilla needed it.
"Finally, we are safe," people celebrated as by mid-morning, the lands of the country of Verden finally began to appear.
"Will we be safe now?" Madara heard Ciri ask this.
"No, we might escape using some slightly ineffective tactics, but we still have to deal with other people from the north," he said, already feeling his brow furrow.
The coast was becoming increasingly visible, and there were a few ships that had arrived before them, stopped with crowds gathering in front of them. But she quickly activated her Sharingan to see the details at a distance and could see Verden soldiers checking each of the survivors from Cintra.
The man from the beating approached. "It's quite possible that they want to find the princess," Luffy murmured internally.
The ship approached the coast as armed men quickly amassed in front of it, scaring the people on the ship quite a bit.
"As soon as the ship stops, I want everyone to calmly get off and present themselves to one of our soldiers from Anqing, just as they were in Cintra," the soldier exclaimed as the ship was beginning to stop.
Despite being excited by this, people got off one by one, obeying the man.
"What will we do, Madara?" Cirilla asked cautiously, after all, she and he would be discovered.
"We'll do the same as before. If we get off now, we'll be seen and quickly hunted. I don't want to draw attention in that way," James spoke.
"Will everything be okay... do you trust me?" Madara asked.
"More than anyone!" She replied, taking his hand.
"That's great, some Nilfgaardian soldiers know we're traveling, which gives us an advantage over the northern kingdoms, who are keeping an answer about whether the princess is alive or not," Madara spoke.
The ship finally stopped at the coast and everyone began to disembark one by one at that moment. "They began to get off the ships nervously, just stay calm, understand?" Madara told Cirilla.
"Yes..." Cirilla also responded monosyllabically.
"Next," the Verden guard said, calling the person before the two children.
"My name is Eldery. I was just a member of a village. My parents died in front of me. I ran away. I have nothing left about what will happen to me..." he said with a somewhat frightened expression.
"Are you literate?" the guard asked, noting down his information.
"No sir, I am not," Madara replied calmly.
"Alright, you are released. Next," he said as the man moved away.
Madara and Cirilla, were next. "Two children, who are you and what did your parents do?" he asked, going back to writing.
"We are ordinary children and our parents were ordinary people," Madara responded, while the man frowned before looking at the child and scolding him for such an answer.
But as soon as he heard, two red eyes appeared in front of him and he was paralyzed on the spot, staying just two seconds still before blinking and going back to writing. "Ordinary children with ordinary parents," he said as he noted down.
"You are released, you can go," he said, and Madara and Cirilla began to leave there as they finally entered Verden.