My Daughter Left the Nest and Returned an S-Rank Adventurer Volume 11 [Parts 1 to 7] by MOJIKAKIYA

Author:MOJIKAKIYA
Language: eng
Format: epub

Chapter 143: The Wind Blowing Up the Hill

The wind blowing up the hill rustled the dull green wild grass with a silky susurrus. A boy with red hair stood there, his hair tossed by the breeze. He felt for the sword on his belt. When he had resolved himself to living as an adventurer at all costs, he had worked with desperate fervor as a farmhand to save the money to buy the blade from a passing trader. It was cheap, but unlike the machetes he would use for his ventures up the mountain, this was a proper weapon. It had a different weight to it than the bushcraft implements he was used to. It had all the weight of a tool used to wound and kill. That weight overwhelmed the boy with both elation and desolation. The thought that he could finally leave on his journey was the flip side of the realization that he was really leaving this place. He could no longer make any excuses to delay—he had to go to the big city.

From the hilltop, he could see early-morning smoke rising from chimneys all around the village, gradually dispersing once they reached a certain height, and before long, they faded into nothingness. He could still see signs of the autumn festival that had happened just the day before. He was anxious and lonely to leave behind life as he’d known it until now. Greater than either feeling was the sense of purpose burning in his heart. He knew this was what he had to do. His father had long since died, soon followed by his mother. The boy was alone in an empty house that felt so terribly strange without them. The thought of running away from this empty home overcame him, and he felt an inexplicable conviction that he would need to leave the village altogether to get away from it. His heart yearned for distant lands.

He took in a big puff of air and slowly breathed it out. The sky above was tinged with the hues of fall, as were the yellow and red trees surrounding the village. The boy loved the view from here. He could see the whole village and everything around it. This was where he had lived from the moment he was born, and these were familiar sights to him. He could still vividly recall racing around here with his friends.

Once he set off, he would never see these nostalgic sights again. Many of his elders had attempted to dissuade him from leaving, and he would be pushing past them in a sense to go. He was stubborn after his own fashion. He had sworn that he wouldn’t return until he was at least renowned as a triumphant hero. He couldn’t even fathom how long that would take; the rest of his life, perhaps. Even so, this conviction was all he had. He adjusted the scabbard on his belt once more and took in another deep breath.

The wind was now at his back, almost like it was giving him a push.

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