《Newborn King: Birth of a Legend》Chapter 10: A New Start
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Jeyn! Can you go to the local market to buy some vegetables?
Ok mom, got it.
Chapter 10: A New start
It has been three good years since I met with Garth.
Every day has been peaceful so far.
I'm worried about the warnings Garth had told me so I still kept up with my training, while also spending each day with bliss.
I can now say that my strength has been improved, and I have almost kept up with my father.
If your wondering, my father has also not been slacking off with his training.
It's almost the day I go to school.
I'm quite excited about the things I would learn and experience in a school.
A few months left before I go leave my parents here and go study in the kingdom of Ceitioties.
I'm now 10 years old.
I live the same as a normal child, I like everything to stay the same.
The winds are blowing, the sun is falling down.
The noises of nature surrounding my ears, creating harmonious relaxing sounds.
I walked back to my home and slept well to wholeheartedly enjoy the gifts of tomorrow.
The next day, everything goes as normal.
My father went to the forest to sell and eat some of the goods he brought back.
My mother takes good care of our house.
My mother always persuades me to go get some friends but, I couldn't possibly be friends with children a few decades younger than me.
I'm not lonely at all. I'm good friends with all the villagers but I can't make friends with children.
Well, not in a playmate way.
I am friends with kids the same age as me but I don't treat them as pals or friends that I can talk about my interests with.
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Anyways, today, I hunt with my father because we promised to do that only once a week.
Most animals and monsters here are strong but, they're not enough to kill or endanger me.
I and my father run quietly as we enter the vast forest.
Much other wildlife were running, menacing, and living with each other as we adventure through the vast forest.
Stepping into crunchy leaves and hopping on cut down trees, as we run towards the goal of finding out first prey, my father quietly whispers to me to stop in my tracks.
I looked over to his side and sees a redtail boar across the empty land filled with grass.
The redtail boar was loudly snoring in its deep sleep, carelessly laying down and attracting predators stronger than itself.
The redtail boar was defenceless but still, it was releasing some pressure because of its ginormous size, the same as a wolf.
Redtail boars are commonly hunted by adventurers due to its high reproductive system. They're big and strong, but stupid and simple.
It was until my father stepped at a time when I snapped out of my "in awe state" because there wasn't anything like this on earth.
My father began his plan to attack the large boar.
Father stepped near to the boar.
As my father creeps in closer and closer to the gigantic redtail boar, it suddenly wakes up.
I was going to panic but to my surprise, my father had already moved as close as he can to the redtail boar and sliced its head right off.
It was pretty amazing for my self-taught father.
The sportsmanship in my father had increased in skill and I was again, motivated to get even stronger.
We hunted a couple more boars but this time it was my turn.
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Though the redtail boar I was hunting is particularly smaller than the one father had hunted, It was still a good experience for me.
I copied my father's moves and slowly but surely, crept in closer to the smaller redtail boar to make the kill.
A thought came to mind for me to easily obliterate the boar without getting a scratch.
Father told me that redtail boars, known for their aggressive behaviour, has a faint hearing.
I used a bit of my mana to conceal the sound of my steps, making it seem like I was invincible, only effective for the redtail boat, of course.
I went for the kill and successfully slashed its head off cleanly.
Father praised me with a proud expression as he says, "That's my boy!".
Father decided to finish up for the day and told me that we were done.
We followed our path that we went from and got home.
By the time we came out of the forest, it was already in the afternoon.
It was a quite long time considering we went out in the morning.
As we went to the market to sell the boars, got a good deal, and went back to our house.
My mother greeted us with a warm welcome and told my father to layout the meat.
Father and mother were both harmonizing with each other in the kitchen. It was like
I was watching a cooking show.
They eventually finished with the aroma of the dish, enchanting me with its smell and luring me into its heavenly taste.
We all sat down and prayed. The prayer ended and we were free to eat.
We talked about a lot of stuff while eating.
Even at that small time, we laughed and talked with our truest feelings.
It was an enjoyable dinner, not only because of the delicious food but also because of the amazing and wondrous moments we made together.
We finished up, and I was made to wash the dishes. We talked about when I was going to school and my mother and me a million times if I was ready.
It was a little bit annoying but I felt that it was just a mother's protection.
Father told me to fight anybody who messes with me, but I don't think that that will ever happen.
They asked me about everything.
It was a careful first time feeling that they have always given me every day.
I guess this is what it feels like to have a loving family.
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