The soldier and the guide looked around for a while and discussed this and that. The guide carefully changed positions to recall the scenery he remembered and compared it with his memory.
If you stepped on the tree roots and jumped down carefully, you would land right on the stone on the other side.
Then, you would not sink into the mud, and your shoes would not get ruined.
Then, if you climbed up while holding onto the rope tied to the wooden pole next to you, you could see the entire pond at a glance.
Every summer, he pictured in his head the scenery he had seen countless times and recalled the feeling of stepping foot on it.
What his grandfather, father, and older brother learned, he was now teaching to his son. He lived where they lived, and soon his son would also live and set foot on this land.
This land was his everything and always would be. So, in order to kill the bastard hiding in this land, they would find him.
