10 The Father's Expectations
At 2 p.m., the warm golden sun shone on everything on the ground. After Green and the others left Jones's house, they returned directly.
This year's summer came a little earlier than usual, and Charles was already feeling a little hot in a coarse cloth shirt.
"It's only been May, and I already feel my cheeks get hot. Brother, Uncle Green, are you hot?"
"Hot? no. β
Green shook his head slightly and said with a smile.
"I think it's okay, this bit of heat is far from the one in the workshop. β
Terry, who was walking next to him, complained with a natural expression.
"Well, that's what I said. But brother, don't you think this summer is earlier than usual?"
"Yes? Maybe. By the way, Charles, do you really intend to agree to the great merchant's condition to go to the mountains to find the python he called a giant python? You can't do such a dangerous thing! If you want me to say, you should make a deal with him and sell him the sword you will build in the future, so that you can avoid danger and get such a large sum of money. What sword do you want? Except for the Sword of Vilenst. β
Terry's words are not without reason, a life of abundance is almost universally desired, and money can solve many problems. However, Charles thinks that it would be very meaningful if he could get a sword made of rare ore through his own efforts.
"Dad once said, 'There are challenges in life all the time, choose to face them, overcome them, and people will become stronger.'" 'Brother, I'm determined to become a swordsman like my father, so I have to take on the challenge. β
Young Charles said solemnly. Green agrees with Charles' determination. Terry listened to his brother's answer and had to give up persuasion.
"After all, now that the rare ore belongs to you, the choice is yours, well, that's it. Don't forget, when I get back, show me the power of your breath. β
"yes, I want to see how Charles performs, too. β
Green said.
"Hey, hey, I'll show you. β
In this way, the three of them talked while walking, and soon returned to the weapon shop. Before dinner, several people got together and talked about their respective aspects.
"Ladies and gentlemen, the situation is getting more and more complicated, and I have a sense of uneasiness in my heart that I can't bear it. β
"I feel the same way. The appearance of the undead is not a good sign. β
Berlin, who was sitting next to him, whispered.
"Mr. Boken, when are you leaving?"
"Early tomorrow morning, I will go to Aoki Village with the elite squad arranged by the guard force and General Lane. β
Boken said and sank his head, many pictures of the day of the tragedy of Aoki Village, in an instant, appeared in front of him, seeing the sad and frightened appearance of the villagers, as well as the imaginary experience of his wife, Boken's eyes moistened, but he was strong and immediately raised his head and put back his tears.
"Dad, I'll go with you. β
"And me. β
The two brothers said.
"Ah, Terry, Charles, stay here. Once we have destroyed the undead, we will return immediately. Charles, didn't you agree to Mr. Jones's commission? Either way, do your best! β
His father's words encouraged Charles, and he immediately responded, "Yes, Dad, I will definitely fulfill the commission." β
"Hmm. β
Boken looked at his energetic youngest son and nodded with satisfaction.
When the time came to evening, the warm soft light stained the houses of Storm Town. Looking up, flocks of birds fly across the sky from time to time. The breeze blows slowly, and the branches and leaves of the trees sway with it, making it seem peaceful.
Boken sat in the courtyard and stared at the sky, reminiscing about the past.
I didn't think the evening would be so peaceful and comfortable at this time. β
Boken had very little to eat for dinner, and his preoccupation made him lose his appetite. After everyone had eaten, everyone came to the courtyard together. Boken was going to personally test the progress of his youngest son.
Everyone stood on both sides, and in addition to Berlin, Green, Terry, and Abby, the craftsmen who lived in the weapons shop also came to see the excitement when they heard the news. In full view, Charles felt a little nervous about his high-profile self.
My father was standing about 5 meters across from Charles, and he said, "All right, Charles. Unleash the power of your breath. β
"Yes. Whewβ"
Charles adjusted his breath to relax himself.
"Concentrate, close your eyes, don't care about your surroundings, treat me as your opponent, and recall that feeling at that time!"
"Yes!"
Charles listened to his father and slowly closed his eyes. He began to concentrate, searching in his mind for the feeling he had when he was fighting the undead.
"Relax physically, you can!"
Following Boken's guidance, Charles gradually found his senses, and after more than ten seconds, Charles's young body began to be surrounded by a transparent gas, like a transparent flame.
Charles smiled, and then he opened his eyes. Everyone present exclaimed in unison.
"Oh! like fire. β
"That's amazing, kid!"
"Amazing!"
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"Yes! This is indeed the power of breath. Come, come on! Let the breath cover the blade. β
Boken was very excited, and he couldn't help but admire Charles in his heart. He tossed the one-handed sword in his hand to Charles, an ordinary iron sword borrowed from the Grimm shop. Charles took the iron sword and pulled it out of its scabbard.
"Control this power with your mind. β
"Yes. β
Seeing that the breath slowly wrapped around the sword body, Charles did it.
"Very good! Let's do the combat test, Charles, attack me!"
"Eh, is it okay? Dad. You don't have a sword in your hand. β
"Just let the horses come. β
"Yes!"
Thinking that he was a little carried away, Charles suddenly realized in his heart: 'The opponent is Dad, I can't hurt Dad, I can attack with all my strength.' β
Thinking of this, Charles suddenly attacked Boken with a force under his feet, his movements were fast, and he rushed to Boken in the blink of an eye, Charles used a stabbing attack, and the tip of the sword was aimed at Boken's abdomen, only about 10 centimeters away.
At this time, I saw Boken with his hands behind his back, his body to the side, and at the same time stretched out his left foot, and the galloping Charles wanted to stop immediately when he saw that the attack failed, but he rushed too fast, it was too late, and he was tripped by Boken and fell directly to the ground, and at the same time, the breath covering him disappeared.
"It hurts, it hurts..."
Charles slowly got up from the ground, his palms scratched, and he was fine. Abby hurriedly ran to the front of Charles.
"Brother Charles, how is it? I'll help you up. β
"Nothing, thank you. β
At this time, Boken walked up to Charles and touched his son's head with his right hand.
"The power of breath is a necessary strength to become a good swordsman, and swordsmanship, you have to be diligent in hard practice. Shire. β
"Hmm. I understand, father. β
"Good boy. β
'You can be a great swordsman. For the country, for the sake of the Sword. β
Boken silently blessed in his heart.