Chapter 76

God 2: Reynard

I had come all the way from. Marseille to fight for this.

And here if finally was. My name is Reynard Saint-Marylou and I was a crusader, fighting against the Mohammed an heathens to free the Holy Land, or so I thought.

As we marched towards Jerusalem, I couldn’t help but feel a sense of excitement mixed with dread. The Saracens were fierce fighters, and the thought of facing them in battle made my heart race.

“Reynard, are you ready for this?” My captain, Jacques, asked me. He had come with me from Marseille and was one of my only few friends here.

“I was born ready,” I replied with a smirk.

We marched on, our armor clanking with every step. The sun beat down on us mercilessly, but we pressed on. Suddenly, we heard a loud war cry coming from the distance.

“Get ready, boys! They’re coming!” I yelled.

A Saracen patrol had sported us. Saracens charged at us with their swords raised high. I drew my own sword and char