"What's the matter, young boy? Weren't you going to give me hell or something?"The Magistrate kicked some dirt into Josiah's face."Say… What is your name?""Josiah.""I see. So you are 'the' Josiah. No wonder the prodigy farmboy could take one of my soldiers. I want you in my army, little one. We are going to do wonders to someone as talented as you.""N… No…""No…?""This… This fight is not over yet!"Josiah lifted his body out of the grass with the last ounce of strength he had, with what appeared to be a last desperate surprise swing. It actually caught The Magistrate by surprise. He reacted slowly and the swing managed to hit the armor on his chest, causing his body to get bounced a bit back.'Such strength for a young boy. This strength probably comes from the level of his sword' He thought.He watched as Josiah took the opportunity to stand barely once again."You are resilient. I'll give you that. No matter. We just do this again."The Magistrate invoked his weapon to the air
Summer had blessed Couche once again with the pleasant breeze and the giant shiny sun in the sky, helping the crops growing larger and larger in the farmsteads. The smell of fresh grass helped people stay motivated.During three long years, Josiah struggled every day training his wielding skill and battle endurance. He also trained the level of the weapons he had, alternating in sparring with the servant and venturing in the woods to find creatures to strengthen the blood abilities of the weapons he owned.With a lot of responsibilities an adult man can only train so much, but being a kid with a lot of free time, Josiah devoted almost all of his to perfect his combat-related abilities. In a perfect mix of bloodborn talent, knowledge from another world, and perseverance; he was approaching the level of adults when it came to weapon-wielding. "This sword. My mother left it to me when I was born. It's the only thing I have from her. It's now at level 16. Thomas said I'm leveling it up ul
Josiah was carrying four weapons: his favorite sword that Mirild gave him; the level 14 dagger; the short rapier The Magistrate handed him, now almost level 12, and he carried a short level 6 ax on his belt, in case everything else failed.The rapier had the interesting property of accelerating one's bloodstream. Josiah could confirm that by the times he used it against creatures over the years, it always made him feel warmer and hot-headed. In a sense, it could be used to enhance his bloodbound properties with his other weapons. After all, the good blood condition was essential for a good usage of that kind of things."Now I know why people always carry a factory of blades together with them whenever they are going to the battlefield..." He commented as he struggled his path climbing the western mountains. That amount of steel was already starting to get to him."Uff, I'm beaten. I should find a place to rest before I continue…" He said as he was under the scalding sun, after a long c
The massive body of the vurdum occupied almost all of his peripheral sight at that angle, standing straight to him while he had his back to the barricade of tree trunks.'I need to force it to make a big leap and fall itself on the hole it carved.' Josiah thought.He tried a sudden movement. But the beast's eyes just looked at his body, as it kept approaching slowly.The vurdum got close enough and clawed with one of his frontal legs. Josiah tried using the sword to try and parry the arm like it was a gigantic sword. But the animal managed to swipe the arm back just in time.The animal tried helping with the other arm. It knew Josiah wouldn't be able to handle both.Josiah unleashed a random wave of attacks in a desperate manner. With the dagger. With the sword. He didn't even know where he was aiming at."Go away, you piece of sh*!"But the animal would always block the distance bloodbound attacks with the bracelet and resume tormenting Josiah with its claws.'What the hell? Why won't
"You spoiled little brat! Young master, sometimes you just act too carelessly!""Give me a break, Thomas. It's bad enough that I have to lay here and feed on those bitter potions. Don't they have anything better-flavored?""Flavored ones are expensive. And to be honest, the worse they taste the more you are going to act carefully on the future so that you're not going to be forced to taste them again.""Hey, Thomas… How do you expect me to get strong enough to avenge Mirild if I don't get into fights myself?"The old servant couldn't think of a proper answer.'Good. The guy calmed down a bit.' Josiah thought.Josiah was laying in his bed. For the next few days after the fight against the vurdum, Josiah could not move due to the wounds in his chest, especially the one made by the stabbing. Thomas had to take care of him for those days. The potions of that world were far more effective than medicine of his own world, but not even those made instantaneous effects for wounds of that calibe
'Not surprising... I was actually waiting for something like this. Every world is the same… That's why I brought my other weapons with me.'"Stay away! I'll beat you all!" Josiah shouted.The gang laughed even harder.Josiah couldn't blame them. In their view, he was a mere eight-year-old boy shouting desperately with an offended baby voice.'It's time to see if my training amounted to anything…' Josiah thought."Oh, look at him! He has a swoord! Uoooh!" One of the guys with a big curly ball for the hair mocked. "Let me at him."'This guy isn't armed… Or maybe he has a weapon in his pocket that does the effect hidden within, like my rapier…' Josiah considered in a serious expression.The man was less serious about it. He approached and tried to disarm Josiah:"Here. This is dangerous for a baby to hold."The guy wasn't exactly a complete inexperienced bully, the move he made to disarm Josiah before he acted first was a move Thomas had taught him when they were beginning to train. He sa
Josiah felt some strange energy coming from the man in front of him. It wasn't anything that could be felt physically, but the aura he passed was different from the other ones'. He started feeling insecure.'Better wait and see what this guy can do.'Josiah was wielding his sword on both hands, carrying a very serious expression. Moving step by step closer to his enemy.On the other hand, the man only had that pocket knife in his hand, and he wasn't even carrying it properly. He looked bored, seeing Josiah act cautiously like that."Come on, boy. Either you give me the stuff or just charge in, already. I don't have the whole day, you know…"Setting reason aside, Josiah got baited and gave in to the advice.Suppressing a useless "hah" he swung his blade at the standing man. When he was close enough, the bully moved the pocket knife to the side and his sword followed the movement, escaping Josiah's hand and falling on the floor.Josiah wanted to back off, but he was too close and his acc
Josiah got back home from Rimrid with a stash of brand new goldies and a big offer to think about."Hey, Thomas." He greeted the old man, as he went to his room, to set his belongings in place."Hi. How much did you get?""Four…""Told you? My evaluations are on point.""I got on this fight...""Oh, not again.""I won.""You shouldn't show off in public like that. We don't want people coming after you, young master.""And then some guy offered me a position at his school.""What!?"Josiah came back from his room to talk to Thomas in the kitchen."They said the Blood University of the town is performing a selection of potential students. He said I got some potential… But I'm eight…""That's great! Who is the guy? What did you say?""I… Don't know. He gave me this…" Josiah handled the paper to Thomas. "There's a lot to think about. For starters, I'm eight…""And what does your age have to do with all of that?"Josiah opened his mouth then closed again.'What? There is no age restriction