Young men. Sir's. Please forgive us. We didn't knew you were such powerful Grandmasters! We will run away from here and never come anywhere near this region. Please spare us. They started to sob.
"Pathetic." Ben looked at them disgusted and released them from the binding. " Your Majesty, these two Bastards can't even take a single punch from a grown mountain troll. Please let them leave from this place." Ben looked at the King saying that and stood silently to a side.
King Brandon came back to his sense, shook his head sadly. General Kean, escort both of them out of the city and give each of them 1000 gold coins for their trouble. Make sure they leave this region without any disturbance. If they create any problem, just behead them."
Once they were escorted out. An invisible tension that had evolved the room since the two had entered was lifted and everyone sighed in relief.
" Sir. Alan, Sir. Benjamin, we thank both of you for stepping forward and defending the Princess and our family's honor." This time everyone including Gwalior bowed to the two brothers.
"There is nothing to thank us for your majesty. The thing which we hate most is when someone try to take advantage of a desperate situation and try to harm a lady." Alan said waving his hand in dismissal and a slight bow of his head.
"And your majesty, there is no need to fight all the Trolls. If we succeed in defeating the leader of the pack, they will leave peacefully." Alan continued.
This new revelation stunned everyone. The expression was almost similar on all the face and also a bit comical.
"Are..... Are you sure Sir. Alan? Can we do that?" The King asked, both shocked and expectantly.
"Of course it's possible your Majesty. However, we might have to kill a couple of Trolls before the leader accepts our challenge. And I hope the leader of the group will be atleast this much smart to save the life of other members." Ben said.
"But how can we kill a couple of Trolls when they would all charge at the city wall together? And who can fight the Leader of the troll alone?" Swordmaster Gwalior asked looking troubled.
The devilish smile on both the brothers face were mirroring each other which sent shiver down everyones back.
"Leave it to us. Master Gwalior. We need your help in guarding the city wall during this period. If the Troll leader turns out to be a true blockhead then we might have to kill all the Trolls and a couple of them might make it to the city walls before we could take them down." Alan requested the Swordmaster.
Gwalior agreed readily with a wide grin. "Young man, can we have a training session if you are not exhausted after using your internal energy?"
Alan grinned and inclined his head. "Can we watch it? We have a private training arena behind the palace?" The first prince asked with eagerness.
"Excellent idea. Grandmasters, can we witness the exchange between you two? This might allow my son's to watch and learn something." The King said looking at the two expectantly.
"Why not your Majesty." Gwalior said and Alan shrugged his shoulders.
All of them started to walk towards the training arena. There was an air of exitement all around making Alan and Ben exchange amused looks.