Tempting Woods, the name, as per popular belief, was solely given from the slaves’ perspective, for they had always seen the woods as their means to escape. Still and all, the creatures dwelling in those woods weren’t something regular humans could hope to intimidate, let alone defeat. The only hope the slaves had was that they could somehow get through those woods without getting seen. Till date, no one knew if any slave ever made it out of the woods and stepped in the world on the other side.
Currently, in the morning, Edgar and Fabby were resting outside a rather small cave tucked away in tall bushes, eating roasted meat of a boar that Edgar had caught and killed.
Though Edgar was right next to her, Fabby was feeling tense. After all, there were tall trees around her in the distance. And from high up in the trees, a few monkeys were looking right at them. “U-Uh, Eddie,” she scratched her jaw, while applying herbal paste on Edgar's bodily scars, “is it really okay to stay in this place?”
“You haven’t started eating yet, Fabs,” Edgar nudged her with his shoulder, while his eyes were on the boar meat, and he was continually chewing on it. “Eat while it’s hot!” It had been so long since he tasted such good meat, so he couldn’t control himself.
Fabby could only take a breath before nibbling on the meat. Though no salt and spices were sprinkled on the meat, she loved the taste. After all, how long had it been since she last ate boar or even any meat for that matter? Though there were times when some watchers offered her meat in secret, she had to refuse. Now, even though she initially felt bad for the boar, after she tasted a bit of its meat, she soon forgot about her surroundings without herself knowing. The taste sure hit her like a caravan.
Soon, Edgar finished eating his full and was rubbing his belly while leaning back against the boulder. “Python and worms don’t hold a candle to this boar.” He looked fully satisfied, further made evident with his burping. “Mm?” he looked up at the distant trees. The monkeys still had their eyes in his direction.
Every beast in the Tempting Woods was an omnivore or so they say, and these monkeys were no exception. If Edgar was weaker than them, they would have long attacked him, but they were rather careful after they saw him take care of a tough boar with bare hands. However, they were still waiting there for one reason. It was to eat the spoils after the humans would take their leave. Edgar realized that.
Even though so many monkeys were staring down at them, he wasn’t afraid in the least. Compared to the Valley of Vipers which had an air of inevitability to it, the Tempting Woods had air that made him breathe much better. Even though they were pretty much next to each other, the burdens both places put were worlds apart.
However, the only difference was that the Tempting Woods was a relatively bigger expanse compared to the valley, which was also why Edgar could freely stop, hunt, eat, and rest, without having to worry about getting tracked and cornered easily.
Having made quite some distance, about fifty five miles of carrying his sister on his back throughout the night, from the foothills of the Shushui mountain range, Edgar finally found this place where he could not only rest but also train himself and his sister.
Fabby was just looking at him most of the time and didn’t let him do any work, except when it came to carrying her around the woods. Even though it was Edgar who caught the boar, she was the one skinned and roasted it. She even prepared him a pillow by skillfully stitching leaves using roots. Given that she met him after a long time, she didn’t want him to work and just rest instead, even though she knew that it wasn’t fully possible given the situation. At least not until she was in a position to protect him from all forms of danger.
Soon, Edgar took out a brown marble-like object and put it in his sister’s palm, puzzling her for a second, but the next moment, her eyes slightly widened. “Is this what I think it is?”
“I think it gives the ability to manipulate the earth,” said Edgar, grinning. “Mother was a potter, and you’ve always looked up to her. So I thought you’d be interested in it.”
At this point, Fabby felt too emotional. She made a fist as memories flooded her mind. The reason her mother, Jaya, was a potter was because she was taught by her father, Pravash. So Fabby didn’t want to become a potter. Though many slaves chose pottery, she didn’t because she wanted to forget the past. However, she later regretted that decision. Just because she followed the same profession that his father used to do, it didn’t mean she was inspired by him. And with an ability to manipulate earth, there was much more she could do than just be a potter. The options she could choose were endless. Soon, the unease in her face was gone. She looked at Edgar with a loving expression. Though she wanted to thank him, she felt like thanking him would only devalue their bond. So she simply smiled.
Edgar, on the other hand, was having mixed feelings. He wasn’t sure if this brown core would cause Fabby to experience something similar like how his lightning core did, but he wanted to give it to her and let her decide if she wanted to take the risk. She was his elder sister, after all.
“You told me that you’d explain everything,” she couldn’t hide her urge to know. “What just happened?”
Edgar’s smile shrunk in size. He later explained everything, without leaving even the tiniest details, as much as he could remember. And whenever he talked about his fights with different beasts, Fabby’s heart pounded in her ears. Even though she knew that her brother lived through all those fights, she still feared for his life. After he was done, she just hugged him for a long time and silently cried and thanked God for keeping her brother alive. After all, without him, she had no one else to live for. And the same was true for Edgar.
About an hour later.
Edgar was now exercising a bit so that he could freely move again, given that he had eaten to his full not long ago.
His eyes then fell on the monkeys. He tossed a chunk of meat into the distance, and the whole troop of twenty odd monkeys fought for it. Edgar grinned. “Now then, let’s get to work!” He charged them, seemingly competing for the meat, totally taking the monkeys by surprise.
Kirreeekkk~~!!
Wee~!! Cree~!! Boo~~!! Six monkeys sat on the side and played the audience role in the fight between Fabby and the leader of the troop. The leader actually played with her in the beginning by making her run around. Then it had her arm in its mouth and bit her hard enough she thought her arm would fall off. And then it got rough with her in many other ways through scratching and kicking. Even though she kept trying, she couldn’t even get an inch closer to the monkey, which always seemed to have heightened senses. And she could see the cockiness the leader exuded, as though suggesting to her that it could eat her alive if only her brother wasn’t around. If anyone were to ever tell her that animals didn’t have a soul inside them, she would surely reject that idea and show them the expression the leader was making. T
As she looked around at the one-meter odd tall spikes all around her, she was left in awe and disbelief. Was it really her who did that? So many thoughts ran in her mind, but the ends of her mouth ever so subtly rose by themselves.Edgar, on the other hand, was calculating things in his mind. He had to go through hell of a physical training to unlock Drive, but he didn’t want Fabby to experience such tireless practice. So he bet on her absorbing the core would be a better thing to do. As for unlocking the drive, she could slowly get closer to that. Though his Master told him that physical training wasn’t necessary to unlock one’s Drive and that it could also be achieved through severe mental training, Edgar knew where that path would lead. He just didn’t want his sister to put through the mental burden again. The trauma she had gone through all these years was already too much. If t
In the early morning, loud noises woke Edgar and Fabby out of their sleep. They tracked the source of the voices, and there was a group of three fighting a ten-foot-tall gorilla with an intimidating build. Two of them were dressed in black, and the third in white. “That’s one big gorilla,” Fabby was startled. She could feel her heart picking up speed. “It’s breaking trees with ease.” The monkeys she practiced fighting with were nothing compared to this monster. Even Lice might not last more than a couple of punches. “Yeah, those guys are not bad,” opined Edgar, squinting his eyes as he observed the patterns with which the beast moved, “but the difference in skill is a bit too much.” Both of them were watching from a higher ground, while hiding in the bushes. And a few dozens of feet behind them were t
Some days later.In the western border of Orseya Town, two guards were resting on their rock benches, guarding the entrance leading into the town. A man was coming from the woods, having killed a deer with a longbow, and the guards took the antlers before letting him pass.On either side of the entrance, a good ten meters away from them, there were dozens of metallic boxes placed in a row. There were grains in those boxes with open doors. And there was water placed in a wide saucer next to the box. Birds came alone or in groups, drank water and then stepped into the boxes for the grains. The doors of the boxes then suddenly shut, trapping the birds inside.“There aren’t many birds visiting this year, other than crows and pigeons,” one of the guards said. “I wonder what’s the reason.&rdq
Not long after entering the town, Fabby saw a public well and stopped there to drink water. Edgar, on the other hand, went to an old man who was sitting on a rock and was chewing on some leaves. Before Edgar spoke, the old man gave him a glance and scanned him from top to bottom and then said, “Want something, lad?”“How big is this town, sir?” asked Edgar, as softly and politely as he could.“Big enough to breathe,” the old man sarcastically said. He surely didn’t like how the boy was being over polite, which came across as acting.Just then a horse cart was passing by. The cart was being ridden by three horses with a lot of sparkling metal glaring at everyone as though pridefully begging to be looked upon. A couple of thieves hiding in a nearby tree jumped onto the road an
“A recommendation from a well-known figure, huh…” Fabby was tapping her finger on her chin, while strolling down a street. “We don’t know anyone in this place. This could get tricky.” “Mm,” nodded Edgar. “Though he talked about impressing some masters of some sect, he also said that it’s very rare to come across them.” He was thinking back on how he spent five bronze for the food and five more for obtaining information. “So, I think we can only focus on the baronet of this town. Do you think we should go and meet him first?” “No, that’s risky and reckless,” Fabby slowly shook her head. “Rather than us going directly to the big fish, it’s better that we go through someone else.” “Someone else?” “Let’s find out who are the important families in the town,” she stretched
A girl in an orange dress, and a boy in a red shirt and blue pants were strolling in the streets, both looking pleased. The pants covered his ankles, where the socks that came with the dress covered hers. Edgar was holding a bag that had towels and some other simple goods, including their old ragged clothes. They just couldn’t throw those away. Even though they hadn’t bathed, they changed into new attire for obvious reasons. “I can’t believe you got a thirty percent discount,” Edgar was smiling like a child that had just won a competition. “He wasn’t raising it above twenty, but when you mentioned that you may bring some friends over in the future, he suddenly became willing to up the discount.” “Well, if you look at it from his perspective, not many are visiting his store compared to other stores,” Fabby didn’t
After the siblings came out of the manor and walked enough distance, Edgar asked, “Weren’t we supposed to get them to owe us? Why did you choose to come out like that?” “We shouldn’t appear as desperate, especially because of the symbol on our ankles,” replied Fabby, startling Edgar. “In times like these, patience is our best asset. If that woman is smart enough, then she will realize that it was her and not the slaves that were in the wrong. And if she is good enough, then it makes things easier for us when we meet her again.” “Sounds good, but why did you say that the white seeds are bad?” Edgar couldn’t help but ask. “Didn’t we also have white seeds back on Shushui?” “Well, did you see white seeds grow on plants, or did you see them afterward?” Edgar paused for a