Unknown gives birth to fear.


    *Taking too long...*


    After walking for a few more hours he found a dirt road and ever since that discovery he followed it towards the smoke.


    Young boy: Hey sir...HEY!!


    A wooden cart stopped for him.


    Young boy: Sir can you take me to the town...come on do this friend a favor.


    ?:....Ugh just get in


    Young boy: let''s go! First day of my adventu...


    He fell down while trying to get on top of the cart


    ?:phhhaahhaha just sit on the front with me.


    He sat next to the man and they started their journey.


    Young boy: so...what are you carrying?


    He was an old man. He looked really healthy at least for his age. His slicked bac Grey hair gave him a unique aura. His left ear was missing half of it. He had broad shoulders and he was wearing a cloak probably sheepskin.


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    ?: Beers...we have a festival you know...isn''t that the reason you are going there?


    *I need to learn everything l can.*


    Young boy: Do you know what the light of hope is?


    Old man pulled the reins. The cart stopped moving in an instant.


    Old man: l didn''t expect you to be this young...


    Me?


    Old man: you came earlier than l expected...do you want to do some preparations?


    *Preparations?*


    Old man: ha!!


    The neigh of the horses covered the atmosphere.


    *I need to bluff*


    Lies are an evolutionary development that evolved for the sole purpose of escaping from reality.


    Young boy: Yeah...l want to learn more about the area too...l would like to taste some of your beer too.


    *He didn''t state that l am the light of hope but the thing is going that way...l have no taste huh who would call themselves light of hope? It sound soo chivalry like...being a knight doesn''t sound that bad...l will have cute maidens falling for me...oww it would be awesome*


    He was looking at the blue sky with his sweat covered face. He had a childish look, even the thought of being someone that cool had a immense effect on him.


    Old man: l am Gerard...ughh the youngsters they don''t even look at your face.


    Young boy: huh..oh..he...what did you say uncle


    Young boy had his mouth open all the way. He was happy. Even the dream of becoming a loyal and heroic knight was enough to make him smile.