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Just beside the Village Temple of Rha, was a small house, its size more closely resembles a hut, ordained with religious symbols around it, similar to the ones at the temple. Moel opened the door and entered while Gabriel followed closely behind. “Mom?”Moel called out as he entered the house, searching in the living room. But he froze as he saw chunks of cut-up meat covered in large leaves on the ground. “What…” Gabriel recognized it, “It's the red bear meat, seems your mother made things more easier for me…” Moel sighed before walking towards his mother’s room, and as he opened it, he could see his mother holding the skin of the bear, now made into a garment. “Mom! Thats not mine…” He covered his face before facing Gabriel, “I’m sorry, I didn't know my mother would do this, I hope you weren't planning on using the bear’s skin.” “It's fine. I only brought it with me for the meat.” He said before turning to the pile of cut bear meat. The monk wiped off his forehead sweat before
Knock! Knock! Knock! “Who’s that!?” The village chief shouted. “It's me, Chief. You called?” Moel explained. The village chief quickly opened the door to his office. The eye bags under his eyes were deep, as the monk took a peek into the office, he could see that the village chief had been spending time working. “Come in!” he escorted the monk to sit. “Anything from the Empire or the Kingdom?” Moel asked, wondering if the Empire or the Kingdom had received their message of plea. They have been waiting for a response for a very long time, but to no avail. “Nothing, just as usual.” The Chief replied in disgust as he continued cutting open the letters. “They will only respond if we have anything that can help them. The only ‘help’ we are getting is some good wishes from the cities.” “Typical… Typical…” Moel shook his head before his eyes were caught on one of the letters on the Chief’s table. “What’s this?” The monk pointed at the letter. “That’s the letter from the Village of
“Shagrat na lugburz!” The skinny creature commanded the newly grown red bears. The bears struggled to move around, only a few seconds ago they were newborn cubs, but now they were forced to grow up, and since they hadn't learned to walk, the balance of their body was weak. However, the almost humanoid short red bear raised his hand, his gesture almost looked like a puppeteer trying to control its puppets. And as soon as it did that, the emotion that was present in the cub's eyes were all gone and they started moving towards Gabriel with their mouth ready to chew on him. Gabriel raised both his hands to defend against them, but as one of the bears swung his hand at him, he could feel that the bears had nothing but bones. And the bones weren't hard at all. They were as soft as babies. “Guess we all make mistakes, huh,” Gabriel said before ripping the bear in half, almost like paper. The body was stretched too thin. And its weight was just slightly above the weight of a cub. The oth
“Sutherland!” Talnuc, the Captain of the Village Guards approached Sutherland, whose face had been dirty by the hours-long work of rebuilding the torn-down village wall alongside the other villagers. “Tomorrow…” Sutherland shook his head, wiping his face as he walked towards his house, “I’m tired, can’t you see?” “No, you have to do something about this, you can't imagine what the Chief did!” Talnuc stopped the Advisor. “Tomorrow,” Sutherland repeated. However there was nothing Sutherland could do when the Captain used his hands to stop him, Sutherland was just an advisor after all. “The Chief has declared a state of emergency!”Sutherland rolled his eyes, “Captain, look around you, does it not look like a state of emergency to you?”“Well let me finish, he declared the Guardian’s decree and gave the power of guardian to the new visitor.” Sutherland was immediately awake after hearing this, “Are you sure?”“I got the news from the Chief himself, I am not going to leave the fat
“Well, they might be a bit rusted sure. But in this case, and against the enemy that we are about to face, these weapons will suit all of you better.” Gabriel replied. “You know that’s bull-” “It's not if I can prove it to you,” Gabriel interjected sternly and turned toward the small crowd of guards. “I need one man to pick up this weapon for demonstration.” “I’ll do it,” Norvin said, still confused about how a bunch of rusty old spears would be able to help him in this situation. He held his breath as he lifted the weapon, expecting it to be heavy, but the weapon came off the ground easily. “It's lighter than I expected.” He whispered. It was lighter than the longsword that he was used to but not by much The Captain got closer to Gabriel, his head shaking, “I don’t know what you're trying to do, but unless you prove to these men, that spears are capable of killing those red bears. They won't follow your orders.” Gabriel smiled, “Don’t worry, they’ll trust me.” He said before
“Aren’t spears better than the sword in this situation?” The Captain questioned. “I did. But it doesn’t mean that there is no space for a swordsman, especially someone as skilled as you. While everybody does the spearing you will be doing the slashing, putting extra damage on those bears as fast as you can. And when you need to, hide behind those who have spears to regain your energy.” The Captain nodded, “I see wisdom in that… Well, will you start training the guards?” Gabriel shook his head as he pointed at the other guards, “They will be training, as for you and me, we will be looking for some archers. Do you know any?” “I do, most of them are dead from the recent fight against that red bear. They were very skilled.” Talnuc commented. “I know how to use the weapon, but I am not skilled in any way.” “That’s good enough, I have an idea. We have the villagers who will not be doing anything. They can stay at a safe distance and shoot arrows towards the creature while we do the
The clouds started covering the light shining from the sun, and the village darkened. Bjorl looked up and shook his head, “I can't help with you that.” He said before walking towards the store. Gabriel was taken aback by this, “Hold on, this is a blacksmith, anyone would expect you to be able to craft a bow.” “As I said, if you want that, you came to the wrong place, you can get help with the spears and swords, but not that.” He kept walking towards the store. Gabriel held onto the Blacksmith’s shoulder before pointing at the store’s logo, which included a bow, “Next time, dont put anything you won't be able to craft on your store’s insignia.” The Blacksmith, stared at the insignia while his lips quivered. He didn't reply to the village’s new defender and entered his store. “Can you believe this guy?” Gabriel turned to Moel and the Captain. “Tell me there is another blacksmith here?” The Captain looked equally as confused, “No there isn't.” “Thats great…” He replied sarca
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