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A Wandering Ronin Love Sling
Barim kept looking at the big tree. He then walked to his tent to pick up the rope and then returned to the tree. Erim helped tie the rope around the tree and tied it to Barim's back. This was done so that Barim could climb up and be free when he was on a tree. So what will hold it back is this mine."Are you ready, honey?" asked Emin.“I am always ready for our children,” answered Barim.Erim smiled and said, “While going up, you cut the branches. Later downstairs, let me pick up the twig and tie it.Barim nodded.***At home, Yuta and his two twin sisters are cooking to welcome their parents when they come home. Usually Barim and Erim came home an hour or two after lunch. They rarely come home in the afternoon because when it's late, usually the snow bear will wander around looking for prey."Yuta, next year you're going to Balldoft?" Erni asked while putting the spices into the mustard greens in the cauldron. The gravy doesn't take long to boil."I don't want to go to college. I wa
A Wandering Ronin A Thieft
The next morning, Barim and Erim were ready to cut the big tree. They said goodbye to their three children and walked down the street as usual. When they arrived, Barim immediately prepared his tools. Just like yesterday, he climbed the big tree with a rope tied around the trunk and he tied it to his waist. Then slowly he began to climb up to the top end.Barim immediately took his saw hanging from his waist and started cutting the end of the tree vertically. Usually, people who do this work are done by two people. Where they face each other and use a saw with two handles at each end. But Barim did it himself. Because Erim couldn't possibly come upstairs. No matter how strong a woman's strength is, it will not match the strength of a man."A little more," said Barim as he continued to saw.The end of the stem is then cut off. With a slight push, the piece that was already shaped like a flat wooden wheel fell onto the snow-covered ground. It was so heavy that the ground collapsed like
A Wandering Ronin Identity and First Love
The next day, the thin little man returned to the barn where Barim and Erim had piled wood from a tree belonging to a noble family. He hid behind a tree and peered into the back wall of the barn that Barim had repaired. He then narrowed his eyes to look far ahead of where Barim was preparing to climb the big tree. Meanwhile, Erim waited downstairs."They've started working," said the thin little man.He then walked and was about to pick up some wooden ties. This time he didn't break into the back wall of the barn. But he didn't break the back wall again. instead walked around and broke into the front door. After he picked up some wooden ties, he walked towards the hill of Shina. And when he got to the hillside on the gentle one where there were big trees, he didn't go up like yesterday. Instead, keep walking the two kilometers to the barn where Terry, Dema, and Boris kept the wooden bundles."With this, my task is done," the little thin man chuckled.Having finished with his business,
A Wandering Ronin A Proof
Since Yuta was serious about studying magic, he came to the garden square again and sat on the long bench waiting for Erald to come. His heart could not wait to immediately learn magic. His heart was pounding like he was waiting for a lover. But after he waited for more than an hour, Erald never came. There was not even a sign of people crowding around."Has he moved places?" Ran asked while looking around.There was no sign of Erald's arrival. The atmosphere and circumstances in this garden square are normal. Yuta then headed for a shop that sells sweets for hours. Because this shop is directly opposite the park square. So the shop owner, who mostly sat facing the garden square, would know what was happening in front of him."Excuse me, sir. Did you see a crowd of people in the park square yesterday?" Yuta asked while pointing to where the crowd was yesterday.The shop owner with the thick mustache thought trying to remember what happened yesterday."Oh, yes. Yesterday there was quit
A Wandering Ronin Hand Speed
Terry and Barim looked at each other with sharp eyes. While their right hand is each holding tightly taxane. When all was quiet, Terry shouted as he ran and slashed his ax up and down. Barim dodged to the left then he butted Terry in the stomach pushing him and ramming him into the door. Terry's back hit the door. But because Barim kept pushing, the door burst and they both fell and rolled in the snow."They really fought," said Dema."What should we do? It's a terrible sight,” Boris looked panicked."Looks like we'll have to end it violently," Terry said as he rose to his feet."To teach a thief, you have to be a little violent," replied Barim as he ran and slashed his ax from left to right.Terry dodged by jumping backward then he countered with his ax attack from top to bottom. Barim restrained with the handle of his ax so that the handles of the two of them were now colliding with each other."You're accusing us!" Terry shouted."I accuse with evidence," said Barim.“But Boris has
A Wandering Ronin Teacher and Student
It was already evening. The sun was almost slipping on the eastern horizon. The snow that fell and was carried by the wind had now lessened. People who have been active since the morning are ready to return to their respective homes. At the tavern, Yuta was still trying hard to practice the trick to hide the two balls. Even his hands were sore now."Alright, enough for today," said Erald as he stretched his spine."This is a simple trick. But it's very difficult," said Yuta.“Everything if we understand the basic technique, it will be easier when we study it further. Even without a teacher.”"So how much should I pay you?"Erald looked at Yuta. Then he laughed."Hahaha, don't worry about that. Seeing your determination to study alone is worth it for me,” Erald smiled broadly."What do you mean?"“I will teach you all the magic tricks I can. And when you can do it, you'll make your own magic tricks."Yuta fell silent hearing Erald's answer.“B...but....”"Don't think about it," Erald c
A Wandering Ronin Stick and Coin
Erald and Yuta looked at each other. Since Erald was sitting on his folding platform and Yuta was sitting cross-legged on the snow, Yuta looked up a little to see Erald. Before long, Erald smiled broadly.“I'll teach you another magic trick,” said Erald."What trick?" asked Yuta.“There are some easy tricks you can learn as a beginner.”Yuta nodded.Erald smiled then he took a coin and showed it to Yuta."You know what this is?" asked Erald.Yuta replied, “Coins.”“I will remove this coin. Watch my hands,” Erald rolled up the sleeves of his coat and service to below his elbows."I'll pay attention," Yuta nodded.Erald placed the coin in the palm of his left hand then closed it tightly. Rubbing the back of the left hand with the right. When his right hand snapped his fingers, his left fist opened and the coin was gone."Where's the coin?" Yuta's eyes glanced at Erald's hands.“Pay attention to this,” Erald raised the index finger of his right hand.Erald's right hand gestured as if he
A Wandering Ronin Stick vs Ax
After several times Yuta tried the coin trick, his hands felt sore. He even waved his hand because it was sore. Erald laughed seeing Yuta whose hands were sore. Because he remembered when he first learned magic. He also felt what Yuta felt at that time."Relax, I felt the same way when I first learned magic," Erald smiled broadly."It seems everyone will feel the same way when they do something for the first time," said Yuta, clenching his fists."You are right."“This is a lot like when I first learned how to cut chunks of wood with my father's ax. The ax was very heavy. To the point that my palms hurt and my hands also feel the same way.”"And after getting used to it?""It doesn't feel at all.""Then you try again."Yuta nodded then he tried to perform the trick again. This time the coin did not fall. But Yuta's hand movements were still slow and the movement of the coins was still visible when Erald carefully watched Yuta's movements.“If you stand as a spectator, the coins still