"In the end of Novven Galaxy located at the nineth sky have a galactic named Tritjarna, created by thousand asteroids became a border with the Hall. By the hand of historian they got name Estjanor."
-From Estjanor memoir-
In the early morning, at the top of Seikhaun, a sound like a wind fan spread all over the hill. This fan sound is not from the windmill, nor is it due to how strong the wind is. If someone goes to the top, they can see a slim figure with grey hair tied up. That person was wearing a short white dress, holding a black spear in her hand that rotated in vortexes as if it were the spinning fan of a windmill. It's just that the windmill's fan can only stand still, and this person's spear rotates everywhere. Reach forward and then slowly bend over backward. Then suddenly stopped and swiped a path down the purple grass with the morning dew still entangled. Stabbing, withdrawing, and turning again, the girl jumped up from the ground and pointed the spear forward. Still, unexpectedly the black spear was suddenly blocked by a silver spear.
The silver spear appeared out of nowhere, making the black spear unexpectedly unable to prepare, only accepting the direction of the silver spear.
"The center of gravity must be firm, the grip must be firm, or anyone will take your spear away easily." The owner of the silver spear had just finished speaking, and the black spear had slipped from its owner's hand.
"Unfair." The owner of the black spear pouted. "That's sneaky. It's not fair. It doesn't count."
Joan laughed, grabbed the black spear, and left.
"What are you doing? Wait, that it's mine." Rin was surprised to see her black spear taken by Joan. She quickly ran after him.
Down the hill, Joan ignored the screams in his ears. Seeing Rin approaching, he did not hesitate to grab the girl's neck and drag her away.
Compared to other children living in Estjanor, Rin is a tall child, but compared to tall and crude martial men like Joan, her strength and height are entirely inferior to him. She could only let Joan drag her down to the hill.
"What are you doing, let go of me. That's hurt."
"Don't struggle anymore, hurry back and help me get medical treatment."
"Huh?" Rin looked up at Joan in surprise. His face was rosy, his breath was stable, his arms were as hard as iron, holding Rin's shoulders, and there was no trace of illness. "I can't see where you're sick. I'm the one who's going to get sick."
"I didn't told it was me."
"So who need it? And where?."
"A Mandagard kid is currently at Ledalr."
"Ledalr." Rin struggled to escape, stood up straight, and looked at Joan. "Isn't that alcoholic sleeping there? Find him." Rin reached out, wanting to take back her black spear but dodged by Joan. "Give it back, my spear."
"Medingr was fell asleep didn't wake up no matter what I called, so I could only find you, back with me, it's urgency." Joan said seriously.
"That alcoholic is the Medingr, and treatment of people is his business. I have nothing to do with it." Rin threw her face to the sky and kept ignoring her.
Because of this, Mandagard's kid Joan rushes without rest from the Continent to Estjanor, hoping the Ledalr pharmacist could heal the kid. He saw a pile of herbs on the ground when he opened the door. The Medingr hugged the wine gourd so drunk that he almost passed out on the bed. Joan tried to shake him up, but he didn't care. He just glanced at them once and then lay back. They attempted to wake him, but the Medingr answered, "Find Rin, find Rin...". Joan had no choice go to Seikhaun to find her. Through the way Rin talked, he realized who had made the pile of herbs scattered on the ground.
Joan sighed.
"Come on, we just saved people from the continent, there's a kid and his situation really bad, you're the only disciple at Ledalr. Who at Estjanor could got skilled pharmacist except you."
"Of course not." Rin said in an arrogant voice but then angrily said. "But…who is the owner of Ledalr, that person should go and treat it. I'm not going."
Joan feels more tired, although he doesn't know the story behind it. Now a person's life means more than their childish story. He not be coaxed by this girl anymore. He raised the black spear.
"This spear was given to you by me. I hope you can become a full-fledged medical practitioner, but it seems like a waste of time. I could only take it back." Joan left directly.
Rin saw Joan turn around and go straight as if he wanted to take back the black spear. She felt a panic in her heart. Rin liked that black spear very much. Compared to studying medicine, she always loved learning spearman-ship more. Although Joan's time was limited, he was always devoted to teaching Rin. Since having that spear, the tedious days at Ledalr also considered one more thing to do. Rin is also tough working day to day practicing and having some achievements. However, everyone says spear learning is useless because Estjanor is a place of cultivation where there will never be war, but life at Ledalr is tasteless indeed. She didn't know what to do if Joan took back the spear, how she could live with the slow life here.
After a moment of confusion, Rin could only helplessly run after Joan to the iron bird's cote.
"Anfyrst, don't do it, I'm coming."