The Rise Of Legend [LIGHTNING]
Chapter 11 a Month Passed

Before meeting Xeain, Ellena had always considered sword arts to be lame. Maybe because Ellena less met with people who are really experts in the field of view becomes narrow.

Now, although Ellena was still not interested in making the sword her main weapon, Xeain changed her outlook significantly.

The Iron Sword of the West. That title is the most widely known Xeain title. Xeain got that title before becoming the Chief Guard. At that time he was the head of an army of only fifty people. Xeain gained the title when he and his army successfully defended the fort for five days in the Old Age before reinforcements arrived. It should be noted, Xeain and his army were fighting non-stop. Without food and without rest.

What is Time of the Brief? this is the time when wild animals or sometimes low-level monsters attack human settlements. This situation often occurs because the rapid process of breeding a colony is not balanced with its predators. Unfortunately this condition can occur at once in several colonies. So when the food supply runs low in the forest, the beasts and monsters target humans.

“Teacher, I don't need more guns. I think my knives and splints are enough.” Ellena said to Xeain who finally allowed her to call Master even though Ellena—El, still often teased her with the call of the old man. The same is true of Xeain who still calls El the little fox. There's no obvious reason.

Xeain, Ellena and Nora were having lunch together. Under a tree that has become their favorite gathering place. The first time Xeain joined lunch was on the fifth day of training. Ellena was actually just a prankster to tease Xeain but when she found out that the teacher was only eating smoked meat every day, Ellena told Nora to increase the portion of their supplies. Lucky aunt Em doesn't mind. Pun with Xeain who is happy—though not shown directly— got delicious food and friends chat.

Xeain shook his head in disapproval, “Trust me, one day you need more than that little knife and your splint.”

Old man Xeain pointed to a pair of daggers attached behind his disciple's hips. It was the work of El himself who used to see his workshop making weapons and brazenly asked to be taught to forge and make weapons. At first Xeain refuses but what power, Emily turns out can be very scary if the wishes of her beloved niece are not fulfilled.

A month later, in between strenuous training, El managed to make a pair of twin daggers with low quality. Well Xeain had guessed that.

“So should I become a swordsman like you?” Ellena snorted bitterly at the idea. Imagining himself fighting with a sword was strange. Something says if he doesn't fit in with those types of weapons. Bizarrely.

“If you can then good. If not there are still many options for you to make the main weapon, spear, whip, axe or mace.” Xeain was endlessly giving Ellena a choice. She felt Ellena had to use other weapons besides her knife and dagger. That way Ellena's knife attack can be used as an element of surprise in the fight.

Ellena shuddered in horror imagining herself using a mace—not cool.

“I'm quite an expert with spears, you know while in Lily village I—“

“Why doesn't El try to be an archer?” Ellena's words were cut off by Nora.

The beautiful boy no longer calls Ellena “Tuan” after her employer hung her upside down in a tree from day to night. Xeain also eventually learns Ellena's true gender type but not her full name.

Ellena did not move. It almost froze a split second before normal returned. It was so fast that no one noticed.

He seemed to think for a moment before then shrugged his shoulders, “Being an archer is not cool.” He said indifferently while bribing the food in his mouth.

Xeain who heard that snorted miserably, “Basic to today's youth. You will die quickly if you attach importance to your style!” the jolt is really the same as the old people who lack the streets.

Oh, Ellena forgot Xeain was old and rarely left the house.

“Teacher just relax, I will live longer than you.” His calm, unconscious chirps reaped a plot from his teacher.

“Fucking boy, you swear me die fast?!”

Ellena was shocked of course, she did not mean anything other than to say reality—the fact that Xeain did deserve to die.

Knowing she was in danger, Ellena hurriedly stood up and ran avoiding Xeain who threw the plate at her. Before long the chase scene from a teacher who brandished a long sword and a student who jumped like a monkey into a spectacle of Nora coolly devouring his lunch.

“El and Mr. Xeain are very familiar.”

Fortunately, the two men did not listen. If so maybe they'll pry Nora's eyes in place.

This afternoon is a little special. Emily Ellyzzia is with Nora.

Exactly one month, Ellena studied with Xeain. Through physical training, martial arts and various fighting techniques, Ellena learned with each drop of her tears, sweat and blood. Hell training has now reached its peak.

“Teacher, this student will keep remembering all the teachings of the teacher.” Today there is no impudent Ellena. The thirteen-year-old girl took a kneeling position with one leg and her head lowered with her right hand above her chest. Pay full respect to Xeain who had been his teacher for this month. Xeain's hand slapped Ellena's head three times in a sign of receiving her student's honor.

“El—I'll be honest with you. You are the most annoying boy I have ever met,” Ellena pursed her lips back to the teacher's statement, “.but thanks to you, this month my life has been quite pleasant. I have faith in the future that you will be far and far stronger than you are now. You'll make your own name in Shinetheria. When that happens then I will miss the time of being able to kick you—Ha Ha.” Once again Ellena was sure her teacher was weird but she was sorry. This was the last time he met Xeain.

“Remember El, you mustn't go to someone weaker than me. You understand?” Ellena nodded. Xeain had been giving him the gift for the past week.

In the future it is not possible that Ellena has more than one teacher to grow stronger. The science that Xeain taught was just the basis. The foundation for Ellena's great power in the future.

“You did well, Xe.” The old man looked at his old friend Emily, who approached him after telling Ellena to pack her things with Nora.

“Not really. I hope you're not surprised, the little fox's mouth grew limp and spicy.” Xeain gave a small grin to Emily who rolled her eyes.

“Where have you been Emily? I haven't heard from you since you disappeared.” Xeain was not exactly familiar with Emily but they were acquaintances because the two families were close partners. Xeain knew Emily in the capital but one time, when Xeain was seventeen, he no longer heard from Emily. Surprisingly, Emily did not appear to be aging like her. The woman he called wild was still very beautiful and even dazzling. If you don't remember how horrible Emily was when she wanted to be, Xeain would have long fallen in love.

Or rather no longer in love. It was over, Xeain thought.

Emily did not answer. His eyes just glared away at the expanse of field land until it ended up to Ellena.

“Since the beginning of the capital is not where I should have been. I went to find the reason for my existence in the world. Hardly made it until I met him.” Emily said without looking at Xeain. Her gray eyes looked at Ellena with a very sincere and maternal little smile.

“Where are his parents?” from the beginning Xeain knew Ellena had no blood relationship with Emily. Even so he could not deny the close relationship of the two that was more than a blood tie. Emily loves El, and vice versa. There's not a day without a story about Emily every time Ellena tells a story about her life. The boy admired Emily

“I'm Xe's parents. Her mother. Her dad. Her aunt. His uncle. I am also his teacher and friend. I can be anything for El.”

This time Xeain really looked at Emily with another look. The most beautiful girl, smart and cold like ice had once turned into a very warm figure inside when talking about their protege.

“Di is very valuable, isn't it?”

A smile returned.

“Very. Very valuable.”

'My little light... '