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 the seven monkeys, which were also in hiding, at the moment.
As they watched, the three men were on the verge of losing.
As Edgar was about to come out, she grabbed her hand and shook her head.
“It’s going to be okay,” as he replied to her, the gorilla just smashed a man’s head to the tree and shattered it to pieces as if it was a watermelon. Seeing that, another one of the remaining two, the one in black, turned his tail and ran away in fear, leaving the man in white to fend for himself.
The man in white also wanted to run away, but he was looking at the big bag resting nearby. He just couldn’t drop it and run away, but then again, he wasn’t strong enough to deal with the gorilla, either.
As the gorilla walked toward him at its own pace, blowing vapors down its nose, as if it could kill him any moment it wanted, he roared and charged the beast, swinging his blade, but it swatted him away into a tree. He spilled mouthfuls of blood as he fell. The beast was approaching, so he had to stand quickly. Using all his remaining strength, he got back to his feet. However, he just realized that the weapon was no longer in his hands.
Then came the beast, standing tall before him, glaring at him like a superior being would look at an inferior being.
Death danced in the space between the two beings.
The beast raised its cupped fists to crush him to death with one blow.
The man in white understood its intentions, but without his sword, he no longer had the heart to even roar. He only shivered and covered his face in dread as the cupped hands came down like a bolt of black lightning.
Edgar flew in and kicked death away by appearing in their midst and blocking the beast’s attack with his own cross-arm block.
Though the beast was startled, it tried to push Edgar down. It even forced him to bend his knees. Its raw strength was the real deal. However, his eyes had no fear. In fact, they were gazing up at the beast. The next moment, he roared and pushed the beast’s hands away and swiveled and dealt a solid kick in its chest.
The gorilla was blown back into the bushes.
Then it didn’t come back but ran away fast.
Edgar could still feel his arms trembling. “You alright?” he turned to face the man in white. He was 176cm tall, and though he was in his late twenties, he had many white hairs.
“I’m okay,” he looked at Edgar with caution and didn’t come close. “T-Thank you.”
Edgar scanned him quickly, “Your wounds don’t seem bad. You should leave this place. With your strength, you can’t face beasts of that level.”
“Y-You… will you become my guard?” he hurriedly asked, his voice full of hope.
“Guard?” Edgar shook his head. If he was alone, then maybe he would have agreed, but now, he couldn’t.
“Only for a few days,” the man in white sounded desperate. “I will pay well.” He took out a coin sack and tossed it at him. (Unlike the two with whom I’ve been tagging with recently, this boy looks bland just like the toothless guy I’ve met prior, and he was also clearly capable. This one should’ve spent some time in these woods, so it doesn’t matter who he is as long as he stays useful to me. I hope he will prove himself to be of more use than the toothless guy was.)
Meanwhile, upon checking the contents of the bag, Edgar was speechless. It was filled with 111 bronze coins.
“That’s just the advance.”
Edgar’s heart was fluttering, as it was a lot of money in his eyes, and the man in white could see it.
“Um…” Edgar paused for a moment and said, “You just wait here, sir. I’ll be back in a minute.” Edgar then went to Fabby, and though she initially rejected the idea of guarding a total stranger, when Edgar showed her the coins, she, too, changed her mind. Before leaving the jungle and entering a community, having some money would make their lives a lot easier. So, in a sense, they took it as a mission.
Soon, the siblings came to the man in white and introduced each other. And the name of the guy they had to guard was Vino. After exchanging handshakes, which made the siblings feel a bit strange because they weren’t used to such a gesture, Vino picked up the bag and started to walk away but then noticed that the siblings weren’t coming behind.
Edgar was looking at the dead man’s body and couldn’t help but feel a bit guilty. If only he acted a bit early, he could have saved a life.
Fabby wore a complex expression. Though she knew that his brother had gotten stronger, she didn’t expect him to scare the beast in just one blow. Now, she was wondering if he did that to show her his strength.
“What’s wrong?” asked Vino.
“Nothing. But… shouldn’t we bury him?” Edgar asked back, with a frown on his face.
“Nah, it’s okay. I don’t even know the guy.”
“Still… He fought bravely,” Edgar insisted, “so…”
“True, but we don’t have any shovels or the necessary tools to dig a grave,” Vino spoke rather casually. “We can do better than waste our time here.”
Edgar, however, still didn’t look to be convinced. And his eyes showed a strange sense of loss, and his hands were shivering a bit.
Fabby knew what Edgar was going through. She put her hand on his shoulder, “Eddie...”
“Yeah, I know,” Edgar’s voice sounded as if he labored to speak. He then picked up the dead body and tossed into an isolated bush, then tossed dry leaves and wood into it. Fabby lit a fire with the stones, and they burned the bush. They stayed there to see how the fire was blowing. There wasn’t much wind, and given the time, the wind was still cool, so the risk of the fire spreading was pretty low. However, Edgar broke a boulder into sizable rocks and called the monkeys, which then placed some knee-high rocks around the bush to keep the fire from spreading.
Vino was surprised by the appearance of the monkeys. Given how they listened to him, he came to a conclusion that they were either under total fear or they'd been traveling together for some time. But since he could sense fear in the monkeys’ actions, he understood that the latter was the case.
Afterward, the monkeys seemingly went away, but they were still following from a distance.
Vino then explored the woods, and the siblings guarded him from the beasts.
They asked him what he was looking for, and he said he was just collecting rare herbs, and when the siblings weren’t paying attention, he applied some strange gel to the bark of many trees.
This continued for the next few days, resting only in the afternoon and night.
Finding meat wasn’t hard, but finding clean water sure was.
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
Not far away from the inn they’ve rented, under a big tree, Edgar was practicing his sword skills, with eyes closed. The sky was gloomy, and the winds were picking up, resulting in as many floating leaves as he’d like. He was trying to cut as many leaves as he could. But he didn’t spend his entire time trying that challenge. He also practiced the basics such as simple thrusts and slashes, trying to keep his movements sharp and precise. He remembered his master’s words: “Fighting isn’t just swinging the fists and blades. Though raw strength and speed can win you battles over novices, a lot of little things matter when you fight against experts. From the way you move your feet and grip your sword to how you read the flow of the battle and put yourself in your opponent’s shoes so you can predict their next moves… These little things can be acquired best through
Weapons barely kept missing each other’s bodies. It didn’t seem like they were simply sparing anymore. Her attacks were mostly slices aimed not to pierce through to the bone but to cut the flesh with either edge of the blade. They weren’t just simple straightforward slices. Whenever she overextended her thrusts, intentionally or not, she transitioned into slices when extracting the blade. The control she had over her swords was definitely a class above Edgar. Most of the time, he was forced to defend himself, but every time he cleared the danger from the tip or the edge of her sword, he transitioned into slashing mode. His frequency of attacks were relatively slower but packed a punch and pushed the opponent back more often. As seconds passed by pretty fast, there was no clear sign as to who held the advantage du
Fabby was inside the room, looking bored. She pressed her hands against her belly, out of hunger. She wanted to buy something, but then having already spent so much for clothes, she simply didn’t have the luxury to eat multiple times a day.“Living in the woods is in a way better than living here. Though it had its dangers and nuisances, at least I didn’t starve there.“But then again..” she clutched the blanket, “here you have comfort.”A moment of silence passed.“The summer will end next month. There are still six weeks to go for the sect entrance exams… I hope we’ll be able to get into some sect safely.” She pulled the sock down and looked at the symbol on her ankle. It was a silver-colored nail in a