Season 1; Awakening My Thirst For Sword After The Incident.

Lawrence awoke, gasping for air. He sat up, coughed, then tried to calm his sanity. He exercised his inhalation and exhalation until finally grasping smooth breathing. Lawrence groaned and felt the pang on his chest, both eyes closed. He remembered the scene he encountered before collapsing along with the others during that day.

*The mystical creature moved its eagle finger and pointed at me. There came a light from his hand, and I watched it as it moves towards my heart. Everything went into a blur.*

A moment passed, and the pang that pained him inside finally faded. He was once again panting. He laid back down and exercised his breathing, both eyes closed. Then another memory came to mind in a flash.

*The horrifying humanoid was too great. No. It wasn't that. I was just too weak, too fragile, too young to do anything. Its movement came to me like slow-motion..., as it prepares to launch a mighty kick that will fling me out to the distance, my back on a tree, as it did. My eyes blurred, and I wanted to lay down. My gut hurts, but I didn't want to give up. I saw a figure, as I lay low, holding my gut, coughing blood, above me, a figure ready to swing its ax at me. Then everything went black.*

Lawrence sighed. He realized that he was sweating as well, his heart beating faster than usual, and his limbs shaking. "Adrenaline Rush..." he uttered to himself. It took him a few moments before easing his adrenaline. He sat up once again and stood.

Due to the events, he was wide awake in the middle of god-knows-what-time-it-was at the moment. He walked towards his chamber's balcony and felt the cold breeze against his cheeks. He shivered.

He wrapped himself with his arms and shifted his eyes to the sky. It was peaceful. He heard some birds chirping but not as many as it would be in the early morning. "It must be around 4 am right now." he thought to himself. He then noticed in the distance, at the right side of his balcony, far away, a spark.

He wondered what was that part of the Villa was, then thought of the training grounds. Gavin came into mind. "Are they training? It's quite too early for that." he thought. "Maybe I'm wrong."

Then a deep thought shrouded his mind. It was the urge to do something, the desire to be proactive. Two things came into Lawrence's mind; Books and Swords. He sighed, then thought for a minute. He held both of his hands to his face and felt a pulse of wanting to grab something.

"Sword," he uttered to himself.

If Lawrence's speculation of the time is correct, guards on the morning shift would have woken up already, servants would start to wake slowly, and guards who were up all night would begin preparing for their rest. Now he wondered how he could get his hands on a wooden sword, right for a toddler's hands.

Lawrence was against the idea of getting attention from the rest. But since he has not acquainted himself with the hallways inside the Mansion, he does not know the shortcut corridors best to avoid attention. Lawrence had no choice but to try his best not to be noticed. He sighed. At the very least, he was glad about the fact that it was still dark in the morning. Meaning there would be a lesser chance to encounter someone.

Lawrence opened the door of his room slowly and started advancing on the hallway. His chamber was far enough from the foyer for someone to take a few minutes before arriving at the stairs. It was quiet. The wind coming from the windows was the only thing heard.

He went down the stairs and went to the west hallway, then right. He first passed by the empty Library Room, then the Guest Suite, Kitchen, Pantry, Larder, Buttery, other rooms, and the last room, the Laundry Room, which had an exit that led outside the west part of the Villa.

The exit immediately showed the place where servants hang laundries. But like the front side of the entrance, there was the exterior corridor with columns that led far north of the Mansion. Along the way is where the east side of Lawrence's balcony spotted the Training Grounds.

As expected, Lawrence saw the four knights he anticipated to train at such time. It was Helix, Jane, Gavin, and Koa. Instead of revealing his presence, he chose to hide behind a column and see how they train. The training grounds were massive. Although it was big, it didn't occupy too much space of the St. Apple Villa.

There were different areas for job training. There was a part where one could train archery, a yard with dummies for swords, a small arena for duels, a field for running, and more. And near the grounds with wooden manikins was the armory and weapon house.

Koa and Jane focused on doing some sword techniques on their dummy. Meanwhile, Helix and Gavin were on the stone arena dueling. Lawrence didn't seem to be appalled by their movements or sword techniques. The techniques he observed now were mediocre compared to what he had learned and created.

Compared to Helix, Gavin's footwork was proficient and almost accurate. That was one thing Lawrence could recognize. But it seemed like Gavin was struggling to swing his sword and move his shoulders. Maybe that was the reason why Lawrence didn't seem to be amazed by his movements. Gavin was adjusting his techniques to what his arms and body could handle, so his actions weren't that extraordinary.

Lawrence saw enough when he finally felt jealousy as the knights were holding onto their swords. He wanted to get a feel of what it used to be like when he touches a grip. Lawrence revealed himself from the column but unnoticed by the knights- considering the distance between the sword training area from the columns. He advanced towards the field.

Finally, Helix saw Lawrence's little figure and stopped clashing swords with Gavin. "Seargent, his highness..." he reported, dismayed.

"His highness?" Gavin wiped his sweat then shifted his view behind him to see Lawrence. "Your highness!"

"Good morning," Lawrence remarked.

"..." they stood silent. Then both Koa and Jane noticed the disappearance of the sound of the sword clashing and stopped their training. The two looked at the training arena then moved their gazes to where Helix and Gavin were staring.

"Your highness?" Jane called in awe. She abruptly dropped her sword and marched towards the youngin. "Good morning, your highness. What made you come here at such time? Dawn hasn't even arrived yet." she inquired.

Lawrence tiptoed and looked at the sword, dropped on the ground. He pointed at the sword and spoke, "I want to wield a sword."

"H-huh?" the four asked.

"Well, a wooden sword. I wouldn't be able to carry an ordinary sword. A wooden one would suffice."