《Eraw : The secret raven》The beginning ... 2
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Jib, the finch sparrow singing loudly The long wind, the morning brandishing the leaves to sway and blowing away The smell of spring blends with the leaves The sunlight that hits the roof of the house, the deep sea color reflects the glittering The sound of the movie struck something, drew the attention of the surroundings.
Absolutely! A young boy aged fourteen fell He grinds his teeth tightly, not even looking at the face of the attacker, or knows it already. While the middle-aged man in a costume that looks better than the boy's costume, flicks the dark leather strap Yelled loudly "Do you know why you upset me?" Silence is the answer.
"You made another mistake, Temma. I can trust you to take care of my daughter while I go out to do government work. Despite you being a true slave Do you know how frustrated I am for you to let dirty rats get busy with you? "The boy stood up to his knees. The green sea-colored eyes looked tenser than any other time. The man who owns the house sighed. Turned and ordered two slaves or two servants in the house
"Drag it out for sale. And I will select a new assistant in your group. "The boy raised his face and looked at the middle-aged man. Trying to open your mouth to speak if it doesn't happen that you can see and feel the sharp object that the flick cuts through his face. He saw a tooth mark torn in more than two meters to hit the servant on his right. That man's body threw down. Splattered red liquid, Temma's ragged, worn outfit
Temma or boy cannot see the face of a middle-aged man. Didn't even see when the other party pulled the sword out or when it was collected He shut his mouth and quietly allowed the servant to drag him away. Ready to not miss the moment that 'So kind that it allows a slave who is wrong in his life to continue. Even if you didn't say it. '
... Temma remembers well the day he felt the mother's trembling arms. Before being snatched out Traveled from afar from the place of origin Went through wars in many cities, including children like him If a woman is called to entertain the lords of lords if the service is not good, they will be killed there, some later dropped like him If a man is to be forwarded or as a slave to serve in the army. Which he was fortunate to survive before being sold here One after another was dragged away from the group. Children have no chance, even have the opportunity to choose. No human being The heart seems to be crushed over and over again. If some cannot sell, the selling price will be sent as a human shield to the strikers in the war. Which he was almost one of them if no middle-aged man came to stop in front of him That man stared at the boy for a moment before telling the merchant, "This person looks good with good eyes."
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He has served the family of this middle-aged man for over five years, doing everything from housekeeping to neatness to being a playmate for Miss Nanami, who, despite being two years older than him, has a habit. No different to curious children And in her recent mission is to take care of no one to talk to or mess with her because when she grows up, she likes to hang out and play more with the concubines. And it seems that those dirty mice or noblemen cannot endure the beauty of the mistress for a long time Therefore hoping to come into the meeting if he had not met him before But then not much different The sword around his waist is like a weapon that the owner cannot use. Has been like this more than three times already That's why he was finally fired. Regardless of being killed, Temma respects the other person, no different from a father. Despite being heavily used, it cannot be denied that the person who takes care of him is this middle-aged man.
While stepping through the middle of the bridge The sound of footsteps galloping at the speed of his past was less than ten steps away from him. Tema wide eyes His hands were bound. The person who pulled him out was bumped into the distance. 'Not sure what to do.' Though he thought so, he exerted all his legs to roll. ... went narrowly
He could not stand himself up with his tied hand, causing him to hit him strongly with the poles of the bridge. Until choking out Slowly open your eyes slowly And saw a man in noble clothing under the iron armor on his horse looking at him with pity
"Are you a true slave? Do you want to walk in my way? You probably don't know the low and high. I must have taught you a little. "But I was not able to draw a sword. With an old man walking in his way Temma couldn't see the face of the other person clearly, because the other side turned towards her bowl in metal armor. Saw only the old white kimono A pale gray hair tied to a ponytail Hat from a wooden color on the back And an old wooden sword by the body
"Why are blind elders like you blocking me? Thinking about protecting that slave? Do you know what he was doing recently? "Temma stopped motionless. 'Blind old man?' He tried to push himself up, hoping to protect the old man from this matter. While the people around were screaming and startled by this Some sent a pity to the old man before turning into a surprise, not even the nobleman himself. When the sword he had drawn was easily brushed Although not with full strength But probably enough for an ordinary old man to fall truly
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"I see the whole story. And could I have the opportunity to give to the old blind man and the young man behind me? Sena Koichi "Chubby man on horseback remained silent for a moment and collected his sword Said in a comfortable voice "You seem to have the skills I looked down on On this occasion, I will release you and that slave. But if there is another time, I will never see your face again for the third time. "After that, I pulled my horse away. Temma stood and opened his eyes and stared at the old man.
"Oh, this coin is enough to pay for that young boy there?" The old man took out one gold coin for that servant. That saw the skill of an old man with two eyes Although the mouth would like to say that "Just one coin isn't enough for the rice ball." Walked away quickly
Altogether! The knot of the hand immediately broke Once again, Temma couldn't see even the sword blade, but unlike that can not feel anything. The old man just turned back to smile. That made him see white blindfolds. "Now you are free. Then follow the path from which you came. "After that, he walked away slowly. Temma looked around to see what had happened before, choosing to follow the old man out.
"Why did you choose to help slaves like me?" The old man was much younger than the young man but still led many times. "Does a slave like you need freedom?" Temma didn't give up trying to catch up with the old man. "I mean in front of that authority You can ignore and let me die. Because he didn't get any good results, other than being hostile to that Sena. "
No answer from the old man. So quiet that the sound of the stream flowing to the right and the sound of people talking around him "And why are you following me?" The boy opened his mouth without even thinking. "Whoever helps me is counted as a blessing. I must repay them as a natural thing." The old man chuckled.
"That's it, you know the answer even if you ask." The boy tilted his neck, didn't understand. The black hair on his head was pouring along with the strength that had been taken. "And if I want to practice sword art with you, will I be able to practice it?" The old man suddenly smiled. Turned back to the young boy
"And why would you study it? What does it have for you? "Temma returned without thinking. "How to protect people? As he did today. "The old man didn't answer anything. Just turn around and move on to the stride. "Where are you going?" The boy is baffled by brushing off his questions. That silence made the old man speak "If you have nowhere to go, you can come with me first."
"I think I don't want to bother you ..."
Grok ... The old man laughed loudly as the boy felt the urge to escape. That way began to narrow. The brick road began to become moist and the stone walls around the knee. And the bamboo wall parallel to the length The boy was able to come to terms and then spoke out.
"Where are you?" The old man heard that, pointing his hand out in front of him. When the boy looked up Therefore saw a medium-sized monastery on the top of the hill "On Mio Tenzu Mountain"
And this is the beginning of my true adventure travel story ...
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