Hannoic War
Ways (part 7)
"The way to become a god is not to be the strongest but to be the one who knows everything"
- Axera Philip
Ways
The morning sunlight is in the north.
The sound of birds singing was heard.
Filda and her father sat in front of their house and ate soft bread made by Filda.
They noticed Hanno practicing archery.
Hanno was not skilled enough in archery and his target in the tree was only hit by arrows several times.
"Stop son, from shubuh you should shoot you rest" said Father Filda who then stood lifting a heavy sack beside him and then put it in a carriage with a horse.
Then Filda's father got on the train.
It is seen that he then sat on the horse-drawn carriage and held the horse's whip.
"The philandering! I went first yes yes to find the stingy merchant to sell the damn meat to me this durable" ,Filda's father said to go to the village to sell the meat he did every few weeks.
"ah! I wish you good luck" Filda replied to her father.
It has been his daily life to trade his hunting kedesa and to several other bars or shops.
Usually the merchant will offer him to sell a few pieces of venison at a very cheap price considering that due to the war not many traders stopped to buy meat.
So Filda's father had to sell his meat very cheaply for anyone to buy his meat.
The sound of the chariot wheels and the sound of the horse's neighing were heard.
Filda's father then drifted away in his chariot to earn a living in the countryside.
Hanno only turned her head for a while then after that continued her arrow training.
"Hanno.. didn't I tell you that you should stop your arrow training? Se.. You should immediately sit down and eat my soft bread" , Speak softly Filda shyly to Hanno.
*Hanno is indeed very hardworking and very little conversational and obedient, the dream husband type.*, thought Filda while looking at Hanno with gentle eyes.
Filda never even saw Hanno get up late.
"Thank you Filda but I have no appetite for breakfast this morning" Hanno said, turning to Filda with a smile, trying not to offend Filda.
Filda just kept seeing Hanno from the porch of her house who kept shooting out of her target.
*Sometimes he is like this too.refuse to eat.no wonder he is a little thin.*, thought Filda in his heart.
Hanno kept shooting until he realized that he was shooting all the artificial arrows for practice.
"It's over." said Hanno, looking at the empty arrow next to him.
Hanno just put the bow in place and took back all the wooden arrows in the target tree, then put it on a wooden basket.
Hanno then sat down with Filda and took one of the loaves and ate it
The mood became quiet.
Only the sound of birds whistling in the morning and the sound of chewing food from them chewing.
Filda became nervous because of this silent atmosphere.
"A..is the bread good?" said Filda shyly.
"It tastes better than most bread I eat" Hanno said calmly.
The atmosphere became increasingly silent and Filda grew even more timid while her face turned red.
"Ehhhh...didn't you lie about that you actually lost your memory of where you live?" ' said Filda, who asked Hanno something.
"Yes, if that's the case, I only remember my parents" Hanno said, swallowing the soft bread.
"Hm? Do you remember your parents? How is their nature?" , ' said Filda quickly began to vigorously ask.
"What.yeah.." ,Hanno said with a slight smile.
"Ba..how about your mother.bi..can you tell me how your mother is?" he asked Filda.
"Hm?..he is friendly and kind" ,Hanno said simply.
"Your father?" , said Filda while beginning to seriously listen to Hanno.
Hanno then pondered silently for a while after which he spoke.
"Dadah"
*Kruk*Kruk*Truk*Truk*
The sound of horses approaching with wooden wheels spinning on the street
A person in a black robe approached while riding a carriage filled with items wrapped in dark green cloth
Hanno and Filda caught his attention to the train until it approached their house.
The wheels of the train circled between the muddy streets due to the morning dew.
Then the man who was riding on the train opened the covering that covered his head.
"Ahoi! the farmers! Get ready to get an educational program from Mr. Jean Berrau!" ,Take the young woman who came to this house last night while standing from her train in a narcissistic style.
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In a forest amidst the fog a bandit group was ambushed by dozens of soldiers.
It was seen the bodies of bandits lying with spears stuck in their backs and one bandit head rolling on the ground.
Only one survived and in fear he swung his sword recklessly the soldier who surrounded him and then he fell and lay on the ground.
"I surrender! Pity me! I give up!" said the bandit with fear.
"Don't kill him" said Vesius, riding on a horse, approaching the crowd of soldiers, "So? What about this little bandit of ours?" ,Soy Vesius approached while riding on a practical horse that only survived the bandits.
"I surrender! I gave up on forgiving my life! Si.please tie me up! I'm willing to be a prisoner! And I will tell you any information!" said the man who survived.
"Who is your highest leader and where is he?" said Vesius, taking a cake from the plug that the servant was holding under him.
Vesius then ate the cake while riding his horse to look down on the practicality.
"Na..the name is Pruasarr bee! From the Bee family! Ma..the base is on the Black insect Hill!" ,Take the man who survived with fear.
"Bee's family? Bee family members become bandits?" , Vesius said in astonishment.
Vesius then pondered for a while while chewing on the cake.
Then one of the soldiers approached Vesius carrying carefully a rotten corpse.
"Our master found the decomposed body of the woman tied to the tree, apparently a rape victim" the soldier said.
Vesius was silent for a while then he turned to the survivor's personality and said.
"You're not lying if the family's a Bee?"
"A. I'm not lying sir, I'm sure he is indeed named Bee" said the man who survived.
"Related?" , Speak Vesius.
"I'm sure sir" said the man who survived.
"The soldier executes him, whatever you want" said Vesius, who then turned around while riding his horse.
The man just snuggled up trying to escape.
The soldiers only held his hand.
"Yeah! Forgive me, sir! I've been rationing-"
Then one of the soldiers cut his throat with a sword making him die instantly.
The fat man did not even look back and continued riding his horse while the soldiers followed him from behind.
Leaving the corpses of bandits lying on rotting ground, while some soldiers took loot from the bandits, including weapons such as swords or bows.
While some soldiers dug the ground to bury the body of the woman who was raped.
A soldier approached Vesius and while bowing respectfully he then spoke, "Master, you shouldn't be commanding this bandit hunt directly let one of your subordinates chase the bandits while the master goes to the capital"
"Capital? And give up the pursuit of my bandits? What do you know about the capital of the peasant boy base? There I could have been killed even more safely in the bandit's headquarters than the chaotic capital" ' said Vesius as he continued to ride the horse forward, "just calm down the peasant boy I'll be fine, I have survived the Tyronia coalition and the Aquantania rebellion of course I will not be so easily killed in the hands of bandits" Vesius smiled.
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"Yes! Fellur the goddamn merchant!" , Father Filda said from the top of his carriage to a moustached merchant in a pretty neat dress.
"ah! You have come for a long time without a sense of fucking courtesy" said the merchant as he approached Filda's father.
The village looks peaceful with farmers continuing their activities of planting staple crops and some children also playing around in the house.
The mothers were washing clothes in front of their house.
Also the farmer walked on the village streets as well as some mercenary soldiers drinking beer.
"It seems that the atmosphere is quite peaceful now" Father Filda said looking at the farmers and other workers planting crops.
"Hm? Ah yes because the soldier lately is patrolling in the countryside" said the merchant while approaching the carriage Father Filda and open the meat wrapping cloth on the train Father Filda, "as usual preserved with salt again"
"So? Agree 30 silver coins a piece" said the merchant.
"As if you could offer more than that" said Father Filda, taking off the cloth that covered her flesh and showing some of her fine meat, "this meat is only 1 night old and the quality is good means 50 pieces of cloth whisper?"
"Come, it's quite difficult to trade on the border now what about 35?" said the trader.
"45 no more bargaining" said Father Filda.
"40" , bargain the merchant.
"Well, that's a good price" ''According to Father Filda.
"Now, I bought all the meat as usual" said the merchant, throwing a bag of coins at Filda's father.
Filda's father then opened the bag and poured his coins into the chariot where he counted them.
"Oi slave! You lift this up!" 'Call the merchant behind him.
It was seen that the three slaves approaching one of them was a Dwarf with strong muscles and a large body, but a short body. They are tall and black.
The other one has white skin.
"New boy?" asked Father Filda.
"Yes" replied the merchant, handing over the meat wrapped in cloth.
"Hm.the one Dwarf and the black one is Akkadis?" said Filda's father.
"Not him Nusanarr" said the merchant.
"Hm.Nusanarr sea people? Though his stature was very similar to that of Akkadis" , thought Father Filda, "oh this is not a Dalmatian?" , asked Father Filda.
"Ah? Yes he is weak so I will give you a cheap price if you want" said the merchant while putting one large piece of meat to the white Dalmatia slave.
The Dalmatian slave seemed to have difficulty carrying the meat.
"Well! I'm not interested in having slaves" said Father Filda.
"It's okay, after all, most people buy in the market in the town of Ballerius" said the merchant while away from the train Father Filda and approaching her carriage that looks quite full.
"Hm? You're not afraid of bandits on the streets of Ballerius? Tumben when you usually turn the other way" said Father Filda.
"I told you," said the merchant
He rode his carriage which looked very crowded with goods and his slave who walked under it carrying other items.
"lately the border has been safe and the army has been patrolling regularly so I think bandits are no more" the merchant said.
"Oh well.may you be safe on the road" said Father Filda.
"Ah yes!" said the merchant as he left on a horse-drawn carriage.
The merchant went away with the slaves walking under his chariot.
"Hmm.the city of Ballerius.maybe I will go there with Hanno" said Father Filda.
Then an old mother approached Father Filda.
"Oi! You want to go to the fucking Ballerius town!" said the mothers while patting Father Filda's shoulder.
"Well, why?" said Father Filda harshly, looking back.
"You're always rude Guslau! It's great that you chose to live on the outskirts of the village! It will ruin the beautiful view of this village! I want help" said the mothers.
"ask for help? Please what?" said Father Filda with a frown.
"Nih money! You can buy me a cloth in the town of Ballerius" said the mothers while throwing a bag of coins at Filda's father.
"Have you bought a cloth in Ballerius? Where's husband? By the way what cloth!?" said Father Filda.
"Basic stupid! My husband went to war to become a soldier a few days ago! Bring my cute children Redius and Tulla! So visit the village once in a while!" said the mothers loudly.
The mothers then left Father Filda with a coin bag in her hand.
"If you ask what cloth! Whatever color is important I want cotton! Because some other mothers in the village need a new evasive cloth for their homes!" said the mothers, stopping to walk and turning to look at Filda's father
He then walked back to his house.
"Where's Furaul? I miss that good little boy enough, has his fever healed?" said Father Filda a little more gently
"He's dead" said the mothers in a heavy voice
He seemed to be silent for a moment after saying this
"When my husband and my children went to war, the three of them did not know that Furaul was dead" the mothers turned to Filda's father.