Stein Thormund

Since birth, Lein lived without knowing his parents. He was first found at the door of the orphanage with a basket and a thin little blanket; naked and cold. I don't know what the reason for those damn parents is, but according to many people's guess, it's because they are still young and far from mature.

Because of that, this was a new thing for Lein, the first time he felt the love of a dad. Without realizing it, his love for Anderlecht also appeared at the same time.

Lein returned and sat next to Anderlecht's body. He still had the metamount in his hands. That should be enough to make him a little stronger, to at least bring one of the Barbarian race to death with him.

However, before Lein could pour the metamount into his mouth, the sound of horseshoes came from the north. It didn't stop there, the sound became more numerous, coming from another direction.

"Hey, Kid."

The voice came from the iron warrior riding on the black one-horned horse. On the warrior's left arm, there was a
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