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Swordancia

This world is about swords everything about them makeup you: how rich you are, your pride and your dignity. Not having one is like not being even alive, so what happens if you won't don't have one. Well that, unfortunately, happened to the very soul Eader. After losing his mom to some kidnappers and having hefty hospital bill to pay, he makes his way to Sawarts school for swordsmen and swordswomen. There he will find all types of things happening to him. How will he go through, with the stick given to him by a perverse, rich, old man? Everybody has a sword unless you have Swordancia.

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Chapter 78: Gramps Help

Eader looks at her, wondering what she meant. His mind struck the realisation too slow, and that's when he got hit by the questions.

"What do you mean, Mythra was hospitalised?"

She moved in closer to look at his face, she had to bend a bit as he was small. It irritated him a bit and before he could say anything hurtful, Gramps stepped in.

"It's alright, by what he means probably is that Mythra overreacted over something, now she is in hospital, getting a pointless check up on her scratch," He spoke softly, and Eader's face looked exhausted so she took it.

"That makes sense," she walked off, sighing loudly. When she left the hallway, Gramps looked at Eader, it was a look that told more than a thousand words.

Eader shook his head and said, "she really only got a scratch, and she pestered me about it- "

"It's fine, lets just get you ready, ok." He smiled playfully at him and before Eader could say another word, he left.

Why, me, why, me.