Chapter five

Long time ago from the Dairy of a village. A strange came to our village today. No one had a good first impression of him. His eyes were filled with Malice as if he had been through some rough times.

I personally hoped that he'd would be banished, but our Berning village chief welcomed this Stranger. And like always, I decided not to concern myself with such things.

Four days passed since this man settled at our village. He was so quiet it felt like he didn't exist a couple of nosy villagers were curious about him. But I wasn't interested one bit.

A week has passed... That is Ten days passed since the man arrived. I now know the kind of work he does. According to some children who secretly watched him behind a stone wall... He practiced his swordsmanship every day.

He did seem like someone with a complicated past and maybe it was true. And I wasn't that Intrigued. Another month passed the man still practices his swordsmanship in his yard not that I saw him do it. It's just what I was told.

Another month passed by. Nothing changes the man kept training and the villagers kept gossiping. Some said he was planning to take revenge others said he was a fallen knight and others said he was a renowned mercenary.

Frankly I found these rumors irksome. I really don't give a damn, but... Tomorrow I am planning. To go see him practice his swordsmanship. He's been training half a year without missing a single day.

By this time, it's hard for anyone not to be curious how fast is he? How strong? Just how amazing of a skill is he training himself for that he's putting in that much effort? I'II know tomorrow. I'm disappointed utterly disappointed.

Does who don't anything about swords may be impressed but as someone who used to work at a store, I've seen numerous swordsmen, so I can tell that it's not impressive at all. It's mediocre he must have own reason.

A personal past so sad that it tears your heart apart but it didn't seem like his effort would resolve his problem. He was foolish and pitiful I should really stop concerning myself with him anymore.

A new family came to our village. A retired mercenary, his son and daughter. The daughter name was Rema. She's very fair she is like an angel when she smiles. I'm determined to strike up a conversation with her tomorrow.

No matter what oh, and though this isn't important, the man trained his swordsmanship today as well. It's been three years now. I decided to pick up my quill in a long time while because of this strange feeling.

After two years of courting Rema, I married her there was nothing else I could wish for her, I was truly happy. Yet strangely I couldn't stop thinking about that man who had absolutely nothing to do with me.

Five years is a long time while everyone was going through various ups and downs in life. That man stood in his yard and persistent wielded his sword again and again. How long does he intend to continue this ordeal?

Starting tomorrow I should go check on him every day. Five years, one month, and twelve days. The man trained with his sword. Five years, four months, fifteen days. The man trained with his sword.

Six years, Two months, and Eighteen days. The man trained with his sword. Six years, Nine months, and three days. It snowed heavily but the man trained with his sword. Rema gave birth to our beloved daughter, Laura.

The villagers all gathered to congratulate us and the man continued training. It's been seven years,

Ten months, and Twenty seven days. Today marks the 15th year. Ah, come to think of it, I didn't check to see if he trained today.

Either way I suppose he is. Just like the sun rises in the morning and the moon rises in the night him training is like the natural order of things. I should stop this meaningless act.

Grandpa. Grandpa. Grandpa! Hmm... Ah, hey there little one. Time to get up sleepy head! Stop badgering your Grandpa, boy. You should get ready to go. Yes mom.

Laura. Good morning father! Where are you going. To the market. I will take a walk around the village what a beautiful day. Good morning village chief. Good morning how is everything. Oh, are you talking a walk.

Yes (he replys) This place has changed except for this place. Has it been around 37 years...?

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