CH 4 : Arriving at the Capital.

Months passed by with Martin living the same routine day by day.




Meditation in the morning, and hunting at noon in the nearby forest, because at sunset a strange mist covers the whole forest making people unable of finding their way out, many get lost giving it the name The Lost Forest. And exercising and practicing his swordsmanship aiming to hone both his body and swordsmanship to perfection.




Meditation is an essential part of Martin's Day, where his magic power is so vast that he has to circulate his magic through his body using magic circuits, every day adding more magic to the circuits, helping his body withstand it little by little. It is the same as putting water inside an elastic and sturdy balloon, little by little, the more you add to the balloon, the more it can hold.




Every species in this world has its unique powers to give it the ability to survive against nature as well as against other species.




Humans can use magic, every human is born with a magic core connected to it are thousands of magical threads spreading out to the whole body forming a magic circuit, when casting a spell, magic is drawn out of the core through this circuit delivering it to the limbs where it materializes and forms the desired effect.




After 14 years of practicing this routine, his body and skills were grand, additionally, the improved sword skills he considered a fatal flaw, where he had always relied on his physical power to accommodate his lack of skills, but after limiting his strength and practicing for such a long time, mastering the sword and being able to exert his skills using his full power.




A click of a door was heard inside the empty house, opening the door Martin got out of the shower and headed to his bedroom "That was a nice warm bath", after drying himself, he opened the closet searching for something to wear, but all he had was worn out clothes, looking at them, he said, "I guess I can't drag this any longer, I'll have to go to the city and resupply". A wicked smile forms on Martin's face "I will finally meet those humans that forced you to live in this forest."




Shifting his gaze to the black box that was sitting on the table beside his bed, Martin wore the only outfit that was in a good condition, which consisted of a dark green shirt and black boots and pants.




He picked up his sword, it was an ordinary sword with a black blade made using black titanium, which was gifted to him by his grandparents on his twelve birthday.




Covering himself with a black cloak he took the money that was stored in the box and made his way toward the capital city of Ralors.




After walking for two hours straight Martin reached the main road, looking at his sides he did not know which way to go, at that moment a horse pulling a wagon appeared, a middle-old man driving it.




"Hello young man, do you need any help?" the man asked when he saw Martin's face with confusion decorating it.




"Good morning, sir, I am heading to the capital for the first time, I think I got lost," Martin replied respectfully, but never lowering his guard, after all this is his first interaction with humans aside from his family.




"What a well manner kid you are, I'm heading to the capital myself, what about I give you a ride?" the old man replied with a bright smile on his face.




Martin accepted his offer, and got in the carriage, along the way Martin and the middle-aged man had many conversations learning even more about the outer world, the man introduced himself, he was a famous merchant named Karl Marcal, claiming that he has been working as a merchant for the last 18 years, Karl was transporting his goods from the Tulip Kingdom.




The Tulip Kingdom is one of the neighboring kingdoms, it was on neutral terms with the Raven Kingdom, and it had an abundance of herbs, that can be used in medicine as well as in making potions, usually, merchants bought their stock from the Tulip kingdom, then either reselling it for profit or using it to make medicine and potions then selling those products for even greater profit, but not everyone was able to that because bandits filled the road and the merchant should have enough wealth to hire mercenaries to protect his goods, and an understanding of both kingdoms to know which paths to take.




While on the road Martin noticed Karl eyeing his sword with greed filling his eyes, he asked, "Do you like my sword? It was a gift." Putting his hand atop the sword's hilt, taken aback Karl quickly apologized "I'm sorry young man, but when you are in my business for too long you can't help but spot a masterpiece, whoever gifted you that sword must love you so much so cherish it".




During the rest of the drive, Martin and Karl made a few small conversations, the capital was 8

hours away from martins home, and luckily, they did not encounter any problems along the way.




Karl looked at Martin with a smile he said, "It must be in view any second now", following those words a huge gate appeared alongside a 20-meter-tall wall along the horizon, "it's amazing isn't it, I sure was over the moon when I saw it for my first time, welcome to the capital of the Raven kingdom Ralors".




Arriving at the gates, two guards were standing at the sides of the gate, another two guards collecting entrance fees to the capital, one collecting from the people who formed a line in front of the gate, and another from wagons.




A guard approached the wagon, with a bright smile saying "If it isn't Mr. Marcal, happy to see you safe after your trip, but who is the man accompanying you, I've never seen him around here".




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