In the year 335 of the Flangelic calendar, the town of Monte was led by Bosai of the Kingdom of Flangelia.

Montt Town is located in the remote area of the eastern kingdom of Farrant, is a semi-plain and semi-mountainous town, most of the residents here live by farming, and occasionally go to the surrounding forests to hunt some small beasts to improve their lives, but few people dare to go deep, the powerful beasts in the forest can easily take people's lives.

On a summer evening, the old Yat family, who had just finished dinner, sat at the door of the house to cool off.

Old Yat is an authentic farmer, with a somewhat rickety back, wrinkled face, dense white hair on his head, and a mouthful of dry tobacco in his mouth, but Old Yat is only in his thirties this year.

Next to him sat his wife Cecy, who also had wrinkles on her face like Old Yate. She was talking to Old Art while she was busy sewing clothes in her hands.

Between the two sat a child, about eight or nine years old, with a delicate face, black hair a little messy on his head, a pair of black eyes that seemed to have stars twinkling, and was staring motionlessly at the bottom with his legs crossed, as if he was looking at something interesting.

"Oren, your Uncle Bert is coming back to visit us in a few days, he works in a blacksmith shop in the city of Bosey, I used to hear him say that he can earn several silver coins a month, I want you to follow him to learn to make iron, learn the craft well, learn this craft and you will have your own foundation in the future, you don't have to work hard all your life like us! You'll have a better life in the future, how about it, do you want to go? ”

Old Art took a puff of dry smoke and said to Oron beside him.

And Secy on the side just listened quietly and did not speak, although she was very reluctant to leave this young child by her side, but she also knew that it was for the good of the child.

The food left over from the family's hard work in the land after a year is barely enough to eat, and there is no income of a few copper coins throughout the year.

And little Oren, who was squatting between them, didn't say much, just replied softly.

"I know my father, and I listen to you."

Then the family fell silent.

……

A few days later, in the evening. The old Yat family, who were eating dinner, suddenly heard the sound of a man's rough mine outside.

"Big brother, I'm back."

As he spoke, the man had already walked in, and the man looked a little honest, and his face was a little dark and red, which should be caused by his long-term work in the blacksmith shop.

While eating, Old Yate hurriedly stood up and said to the man.

"Bert, you're back! Have you eaten? Sit down and eat, Cecy, go and get Bern cutlery, come to Oron, this is your Uncle Bert, call him uncle. ”

Little Oren quickly stood up and shouted shyly at the man.

"Uncle Bert."

"You don't need to take it, sister-in-law, I ate it on the way here!"

Bert hurriedly said to Ceci, who got up.

"This is little Oren! You've grown so big, alas, time is so fast, I remember the last time I came back from Bosai City, you were so old! ”

Bert said to Oron with his hands at a distance, and Orn only smiled shyly at his uncle, who was also curious, and his uncle occasionally sent some belongings to their family, and he often heard from his father Old Yat about this, and he knew that this uncle worked in the blacksmith shop in the city of Bosey, and that he had never been to the outside world.

"How long can you stay when you come back this time?" You haven't been back in years, so you'll have to stay a few more days this time! ”

Old Art preached to Bert with some excitement.

"I'm going back tomorrow, big brother! This time I came back with my friend's caravan, and I also wanted to stay a few more days, and I wanted to stay at home for a few more days, but I couldn't go back to Bosai City alone, not to mention the long distance, it was still very dangerous, and there was no way to do it, big brother. ”

"Alas!"

Old Art sighed heavily when he heard this, and didn't say anything, he also knew this, but he didn't know when the next time the two brothers would see each other.

"Then take Oron with you when you go back, I want him to learn a craft from you, and he won't have to farm for a lifetime like me in the future."

Old Art then said to Bert.

"I also have this plan when I come back this time, let Oron follow me to Bosai City, and my life will be a little better in the future, and I can teach him some things over there, and let him read some books and understand Braille."

"Hmmm! I can rest assured that Oren will follow you in the future, and it would be better if I could read and write. ”

"Okay, don't talk about this, how have you been doing in the past few years, I haven't seen you come back in the past few years, every time I ask someone else to bring a message, have you found a brother and sister for me and your sister-in-law! Tell us about your experience in Bosai over the past few years! ”

"What are you looking for, brother and sister, don't you know me yet, big brother! Okay, let's let our little Oron have an understanding of the outside first, hahaha! When I first arrived in Bosai with the caravan......"

That night, Oron learned a lot of new things from his uncle, and also learned a lot about the outside world, and he also had a great yearning for the outside world, he wanted to go to the outside world to see, he wanted to see the prosperity of Uncle Bert's mouth, and he was not willing to stay at home and farm all his life, he wanted to see, he wanted to see the wonders outside.

The next day, the old Yates were packing up for Oren, and there were only a few changes of clothes in a small cloth bag, and there was nothing else to collect.

"Oren, follow your Uncle Bert well when you get outside, you must listen to him well, your uncle will not harm you, you will do whatever he tells you to do, do you hear! Follow him well to learn things, and you will have your own way out in the future, you know! ”

Old Art admonished Oron with a slight sternness.

"Well, I know father, I'll listen to Uncle Bert."

Little Oron replied to Old Art with a little choked up, for Oron, who had never left his parents, his heart was full of reluctance, but for ordinary people like them, there was no choice. It was the first time Oren had left his hometown, the first time he had left his parents.

Ceci on the side wiped her tears while packing up Orn's things, as if she wanted to put all her reluctance into this small package.

"Come, take it, when you get to the city where you spend money, don't save it, I'll find someone to send it to you when it's gone."

As he spoke, Old Yate stuffed a few copper coins into Oren's hand, but Oron knew that these were the few copper coins in the family, and Oron choked up and didn't speak, just held the copper coins in his hand tightly.

As he spoke, footsteps and Bert's voice came from outside.

"Big brother, are you all packed, the caravan is about to leave, where is Oren?"

"Well, it's all packed, Oron is here!"

As he spoke, Bert walked in, looked at Old Art, and then at Oron.

"Pack up and go! The caravan is about to depart, and if you don't leave, you won't be able to catch up. Don't cry Oren, after you get to the city, learn the craft hard, and when you make money, you will bring your parents to the city to live a good life! ”

"Well, I got it, Uncle Bert!"

"Bert, little Oron will take care of you."

"Don't worry, big brother, don't you know me yet? I'll take care of Oren. ”

Then the group left the house and walked towards the location of the caravan.

Caravans travel between villages and towns, and they also rely on caravans to replenish some necessities of life, such as salt, and caravans sometimes stop in villages and towns.

After the old Yates followed Bert to the caravan's location, a curly-haired man walked towards them.

"Is everything taken care of? Bert! The caravan is about to depart, and I said I'm going to call you! ”

The man said to Bert.

"Well, it's all taken care of, you can leave at any time, I'll introduce you, this is my eldest brother and sister-in-law."

Bourne pointed to the old Yates and said to the man.

Then he pointed to Oren and introduced.

"This is Oren, my nephew! This time he will follow me to the city of Bosei. ”

"Big brother and sister-in-law, this is the steward of the caravan, Geler, and a good friend of mine, this time I came back with his caravan."

"Greetings, Steward Grad!"

The old Yates and his wife said to Grad.

"Hello."

Greg said with a smile to the old Yates.

"Now that it's all taken care of, let's go!"

Then the group headed for the caravan, and when they arrived they were separated from them, as he was the steward of the caravan, and had many things to attend to.

When they reached the carriage or two, Bert carried little Oren into the carriage, and then turned back to the old Yates and his wife.

"Go back, big brother and sister-in-law, I'll take care of Oren, don't worry!"

"Then please, Bert."

Then he said to Oron.

"You have to listen to your Uncle Bert, you know? Oren. ”

"I see, father."

Oron nodded heavily.

From the front of him came the voice of the Grad steward.

"Let's go!"

As the caravan slowly moved away, Oron watched as his parents' figures faded into obscurity, and he was about to leave this familiar place for him, leaving his parents. Travel to an unknown world, and also an unknown future.