Chapter 1 - My Dream Was to Be a Knight. Enkrid's teacher, who taught him the sword, was a kind-hearted man who rarely uttered harsh words. "You." The teacher leaned on his sword, still sheathed, standing it upright on the ground, and called out to Enkrid. "Go back to the village. If you hate farming, join the local militia. You'll pro...
Chapter 1 - My Dream Was to Be a Knight. Enkrid's teacher, who taught him the sword, was a kind-hearted man who rarely uttered harsh words. "You." The teacher leaned on his sword, still sheathed, standing it upright on the ground, and called out to Enkrid. "Go back to the village. If you hate farming, join the local militia. You'll probably end up as its captain." Had he listened to the advice of that seasoned veteran, things might have been different. But he didn't. The root of the problem lay in one comment he'd heard as a child. "Enki, you're a genius." When he was eleven, he effortlessly bested an older boy in a wooden sword fight. It was then, for the first time, that someone called him a genius. Back then, he didn't realize that the boy was simply terrible at swordsmanship. At fiftee
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