"Hey ... come on, wake up, Alu. It is time for you to help your grandfather .... "
"Mnn?" A little boy was seen rubbing his eyes. In a semi-conscious state, he began to get out of bed.
"What time is it ... Grandpa? Hoam .... "
"Don't worry, it's only 7 am ... but next time, try to wake up on your own, okay ?!"
"E — okay!" replied the boy excitedly.
In the dining room,
"So do you still remember Grandpa's mission today?" asked Grandpa while sipping a glass of water.
"Yeah! I have to be able to make Grandpa look completely like a hero! " replied the boy cheerfully.
"Cough, cough ..."
"W — grandfather is it okay?" The boy's expression immediately turned worried.
"Yes ... yes, forgive Grandpa, Alu. Grandpa is just choking… after all, do you think helping the villagers make Grandpa look like a hero? " Grandpa asked gently as he stroked the boy's strands of silver hair.
"Of course! Grandpa always helps them without asking for anything ... one day I want to be like Grandpa! "
"Ho — hoho… but remember, Alu. Don't let you get old like Grandpa just wants to help people, understand? "
The boy responded with a chuckle, irritating his grandfather and pinching his chubby cheeks. "Get changed ... Grandpa will be waiting outside for you."
"Fine, Gramps!"
The grandfather stepped out of his small hut. The morning sunshine illuminates the village of Zamias. Seen some residents who have started their morning activities. Slowly Grandpa lifted his face and looked at the sky, he unconsciously smiled a little.
It has been 5 years since that incident and there seems to be no sign that the magician is coming .... I have to be on my guard ... 15 years from now ... will this village still be this beautiful?
In a city square,
"Fine, everyone! Today I will train some newcomers who will protect their families in the future! Hope everyone can work together well… there's no such thing as a senior or junior, understand ?! "
"YES!"
Grandfather also took out the sword that was passed down from his great grandfather to great grandfather, Sring ... Reflections of light began to appear as the sword slowly pulled out of the sheath. Grandpa's sword has the shape of a samurai katana ... thin, long, and of course deadly.
"Woah ...."
Grandfather turned his head and smiled a little, he did not expect that the boy would make an expression he did not expect.
"You like Grandpa's katana, Alu?" The boy just nodded slowly and didn't blink at all.
"Ho — hoho… this sword is called Masamune. This is an inheritance from your grandfather to your grandfather's grandfather .... "
"Waaah ... I also want to have it!"
"Ho — hoho… you know, son. When this sword has been passed down from your great-grandfather to grandfather… it is a sign that your great-grandfather is about to leave this world, so the future generations must take good care of this Masamune. "
After hearing his grandfather's explanation just now, the boy spontaneously shook his head. "No ... I, I don't want to have it yet."
Grandpa smiled back. "You know, son. You always know how to soften your grandfather's small heart ... there's never even been a woman who could make Grandpa touched before. "
"Hey ... who is this kid, Master?" asked a big man.
"Yes, nice to meet you, i'm a newcomer ..." Another man stretched out his hand to the boy.
The boy immediately ran to hide behind his grandfather. Slowly he pulled slowly his grandfather's pants to ask for an answer, but only responded by nodding his grandfather's head.
The boy started walking out of his hiding place, he slowly reached for the gaunt man's helping hand. "Introduce… I am Lucian Alundra. Nice to meet you, sir .... "
"Wow ... what a good name!" replied the man.
"Hey, Master. I wonder, why does your grandson have the same hair as you? Even though he is still young, right? If I guess he must still not be 10 years old .... "
"Oh… yes, that's right! Hey, kid. Does your grandfather always stress you out? Or did he give you a tough job? Because as far as we know, Master never wanted to find a life partner ... Khe — hehe .... "
"That's enough ..." The grandfather just massaged his temples slowly, it is undeniable that he has absolutely no interest in proposing women from any group until now ... right at the age of 60 years, there is no way to exist anymore a woman who wants to be with him, thought the grandfather.
"No ...," Grandpa was distracted from his reverie. "What's the matter, Alu?"
Lucian lowered his head. "Grandfather is very good to me! Grandpa never stressed me out, let alone told me to work hard! Sometimes I wonder if I can boast about Grandpa one day. I ... I'm just a kid, and my grandfather is 60 years old now ... if I have to wait another 12 years, then ... would ... "Lucian clenched his hands as he pressed his lips together, he started to think that he still not strong enough to look after his grandfather.
The grandfather was spontaneously surprised not because of Lucian's words, indeed those words were enough to make him proud. Moreover, it was said by a boy who was only 5 years old. But what Grandpa was more worried about right now was just one thing ... would it really have an effect on his feelings? Don't ... don't let her cry ... that's all that is in Grandpa's mind.
"No ..." Lucian shook his head again.
"Hey, Alu ... Grandpa guess—"
Lucian immediately raised his head. "I can definitely take care of my grandfather!" exclaimed Lucian firmly while clenching his hands in front of his chest. His spontaneous behavior made the people in the field furious to see him.
On the other hand, Grandpa could only tilt his head. "W — what is this kid?" With a small smile, Grandpa let out a sigh of relief. "Already… everyone is back in position! We start training! "
"RIGHT!"
After finishing training, the grandfather took Lucian along the lake at the edge of Zamias Village,
"Son, from here… you can see the other side of our village, you see that? That is our hut ... and the one with the chicken coop belongs to Mr. Terry, then the hut next to the Zamias tree belongs to Mr. Deli, the best friend of all time— "
"Uhmm ... how about that one, Grandpa? He looks more different than the others. " Lucian pointed to a house bordered by black wooden fences.
"Oh… it belongs to Mr. Ledon. Well ... better not have to deal with their families anyway, because they seem very anti-social. "
"Anti-social?"
"Well ... both Mr. Ledon and his wife, they both don't want to know about this Zamias village ... but, Grandpa can understand. Because they are still newcomers ... maybe they still need a few more years to be able to establish social contact with everyone. "
"Ohh ..." Lucian nodded his head slowly. When he turned to the other side, he accidentally saw a group of small children running around. Lucian smiled at her spontaneously.
The grandfather apparently realized the direction of his grandson's gaze, he slowly began to scratch the back of his bald head which was actually not itchy. "What day is tomorrow, son?"
There was no reply from Lucian. "Son?" The grandfather tapped Lucian on the shoulder, Lucian spontaneously jumped a little and then stared at his grandfather. "I — yes, Grandpa?"
The grandfather smiled a little. "You know, son. Tomorrow is Sunday ... Grandpa thinks you need to go to Sunday School. "
"W — what? N — no ... I just want to help Grandpa ... "Lucian whispered.
"No, son. Remember what we just discussed? Making social connections ... and I think tomorrow is the perfect time for you to carry out this mission, son. Ho — hoho…, "The Grandpa gently stroked Lucian's head. "Remember, son! Always smiling, friendly, polite— "
"Be humble, and help each other!" cut Lucian with a satisfied smile.
"Oops ... it seems the sun is starting to set, we have to hurry home," said the grandfather.
"Yes! What are we going to eat tonight, Grandpa? " asked Lucian as he took his grandfather's hand.
"Hmm ... let's see what's left in the hut ... ho - hoho ..."