Let's play (reincarnated) (Past R27 khr) (Merlin bbc Merthur)

9. The moment of truth

It was now a month later and he was itching to visit his mother. The reason for this wasn't clear yet, but he just needed to get to his small village Ealdor. Almost as if his instincts telling him to go there. So he had left once again the druids. Takeshi ended up coming with him and again he promised Mordred to spend time when he would get back. Merlin wore his hood up to cover his face and Takeshi as well. The two were conversing about what had happened a month ago. It was something that he still found unbelievable.

Why was this person still king? And why had he let him not get killed? Uther was a tyrant and he was still feeling salty about what happened. There was as well the fact that he was unsure what to feel. A sigh escaped and they continued their ride. His eyes widen as he saw some bandits. He jumped up and dashed forward.

Merlin knew that he couldn't use magic and so he fought back. But ended up getting overthrown by these people.

"We will teach this guy here a lesson. He will be an example not to fight back."

His eyes narrowed at the guy in front of him. Takeshi and he had eye contact for a moment. The said male knew what he was telling him to do- go get help in Camelot. Takeshi nodded and turning around as riding towards Camelot. He was dragged away by the bandits and grits his teeth. The hood by now was down and his mother looked concerned now at him. He gave her one last reassuring glance and then he was out of sight.

"What should we do with him, Kanen?"

Was one of the males who questioned this in the group. Kanen -which he assumed was the boss- was looking at him.

"Take the whip out. As well as cause some other injuries. I want him to have as many as possible. Let's hang him up on the wrist with a rope, make it tightly."

The people listened and with this, he knew this will be some painful 'fun'...

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A blaring headache was felt and he blinked as he realized that he had zoned out. His wrist still bound tight together and on a thick tree branch. He could barely stand.

Many injuries littering around his body, variety from whip marks on his back, and in front of him up to small cuts and bruises. They did a number on him, and Merlin knew that he couldn't use magic right now.

A shiver went over his body was felt the cold breeze from the wind. By now it was a night early morning. His body was throbbing painfully and he was grimacing whenever he felt a slight sway. His eyes dropped again, feeling too exhausted to really care right now...

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"Shit."

A male was heard saying this. And he started to stir slightly, as being half awake.

"We need to get him down. Anyone knows how to take care of wounds like this?"

This time it was a concerned female voice and he knew he heard this before. Eyes still closed and he just couldn't really get them open. All that he could register and think of was his throbbing pain he felt all around his body. So that a groan was escaping out of pain.

"I know. I can treat the wounds, but first, we need to get him down."

That was Arthur's voice and he felt his heart skip a beat. Someone was now lifting him slightly up so that another groan escaped and a flinch as well.

"Sorry, Merlin. Bear with me."

His eyes slowly opened. At first, everything was blurry and soon he was met with someone in front of him. He couldn't find out who that was until he felt storm flames. With this, he realized that it was Hayato, who was lifting him slightly up. The wrist was soon free and his body sagging down like a sack of potatoes. Another groan escaped at this and Hayato was now carrying him into his arms.

"They did a number on you didn't they?"

His eyes turned now towards the second female voice -Morgana. He gave her a nod, but not saying anything. His voice would probably too hoarse to even get something out.

"Alright, you just rest again and let us take care of your wounds."

Merlin would argue usually but decided against it. Just for now; he would listen and closing his eyes again.