[S1] Chapter 2 : Training

(This section must be the europe map)

Rostock, Deutchland. 18 April 1814

Dawn has coming. The sun began to rise. The bird chirping while the cold wind swooshing.

One year have pass after the incident. The entire continent was literally get shocked, after the news spread. Some of civilians from Europhia Kingdoms especially Deutchland civilians, never believe the death of the King, the Queen and The Prince. This thought appear because of Deutchland is known as Kingdom of the Warrior, because of the civilians always know how to fight especially the ruler that always gonna be a finest warrior.

This day, is never gonna be the same as it used to be. But I'm grateful for all of this. What? Sad feelings after death of my parents? Never. My Father was the one said 'Never cry if your loved one dies, but cry if your people and nation fallen.'

"Vincent, the breakfast ready." Says Helene, Sir. William's wife.

I am going out from my room after study about Europhia Mythology, start from Griffin, Barracuda, Chimera, Leviathan, Drake and more.

I came to the dinning room, that has been fulfilled by food. Without thinking twice, i sit on one of the dinning chair to eat the food.

"Vincent, i think year of sword has done." Says Sir. William right when i start eating. "What about some blocking stuff?" He continue to explain that i need another training.

I am thinking while eating the food. "I think that's not my kind of stuff Sir. William. I mean.. you already knew that i am a man with agility." Protest me.

"Alright.. how about archery, i know that's your stuff." Answer him, like he can read my mind.

"You know me." I said, then quickly finish the food.

"Pick up your bow, and meet me in the training field." He says while going through the front door.

I do what he says. I am going to my room to grab bow and some arrow, then go to the training field.

When i arrives at the training field right beside of wheat field, i found some of dummy is placed really far from the normal place.

"You know what to do." He said, and i take aim for the dummy, signaling that the archery training has started.

Rostock, Deutchland. 19 June 1819

"So what the training today Sir. William?" I ask him. The man that has actually changed. He now has beard, not that he hasn't before, but the beard is grey coloured.

"You're 20 Vincent, or maybe i need to call you Prince by now?" He says with little jokes. "Grab your sword." He says, almost sounded like order.

I grab my longsword and give some swing to heat my hands little bit.

He grab his own sword and take en garde, the defense position. Maybe he gonna teach me another tricks. "Fight me."

"Wait... Are you serious?" I ask, because we are actually holding a steel sword not the wooden one.

"The question is are you ready." He says. And with the speed of light he swing the sword cross to my neck.

I duck and barely dodge the swing. I am trying to back up, and prepare for another attack. But he's not swing the sword again and instead, he just kick me up and made me hit the dirt floor.

He still stands, and swing the sword from his head to mine. And again, i barely dodge it and roll back to my defense.

He now takes the defense position, but i am not gonna take that easy bait. "Ignis Pauxillum." I murmured to cast heat on his arm, little tricky magic but useful.

After he got that feel on his arm, he got distracted. I am using the gold momentum to kick his right hand and set the sword flying. And for the closing i draw my sword right to his neck.

He's not say anything and just hold his hand up. "You're tricky, but well played." He says when i sheath my sword. "So.. what you feel after seven years hiding?" He continue while sitting on top of wooden crates.

"Its.. noting, i just can't feel it. I just feel like in a camp or something like that."

"It's not done yet. Soon, you need to go outside of safe zone. You need to claim back your throne with whatever it takes."

"What if.. i just doesn't want the throne."

"You maybe doesn't need the throne, but your citizen need you. Alexander Kalaael was ruling over your country, our country. He's not even Noble from Saxon or Bavaria, he's Polish and that's mean there is something. And if you're not the one who collect the throne so the Deutchland is gonna be Aristocracy, and easily can be Tyranny." He answered with half mad voice.

"Thanks." I said. "For everything." I meant it. For 7 years straight, he always teach me everything. About life, social, fight, political and more. It's just pass so quickly untill i forgot about the main mission here. Sooner or later i need to go. And fight for my country.

Rostock, Deutchland. 2 February 1820

I am waking up just like yesterday. Not much changed. Or at least not yet.

"Vincent." Call Sir. William and give me a scroll right when i was approached him. "There's bounty to escort rich man to the Denmark. I think you need to take this mission." He says.

"For what? Gold? Didn't we need to training more often?" I ask.

"No you're not. You're improve faster than i thought. So that mean... This is the time." He nodding as he says.

I'm not saying anything and just give nod. After that i pack my things up in the backpack, and use my gears from chainmail covered by black fabric coat and hood on the backneck, pauldrons, gauntlets, and leg armor.

I am going outside the house to set Maximilien, the horse that i steal from invader ready for trip.

"Before you go." Says Sir. William while bringing sword in the scabbard. "This is gonna belong to you." He continue as give me sword that very familiar for me.

"Sword of Odense?" I said when he give me the one of the best sword craftsmanship. 'Odense' is stand for city of Denmark Region, Deutchland.

"You're right. The kings sword from 3 decades ago when fighting against Northland."

I am inspecting the sword indefinitely. "Thanks Sir. William."

"No. thank you." He said. "Patriam Nostram (For Fatherland)." He says in Latin.

"Patriam Nostram." That's the motto of Greywarden. The clan that include all of the Germanic tribes and former Kingdoms of Germania.

After the last goodbye, i ride Maximilien to the rich man stables. Once i got there, i found some of other swordsman that i hope not going to recognize me. But just in case i use black hood to cover half of my face.

When the rich man says it's time to travel, we're going side by side like a convoy. And the journey has starts.