Chapter 77: Volume After Stories (5)

**Adventurer Keith**

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Years before being employed by the Marquis of Hall, a young man from the Northern ends of Schwarz, deep in the territory of the Fonias duchy, was hailed as a prodigy in his small village.

With red hair that swept in the air like sparks of flames and a sword that swung like the breeze carrying it on, young Keith was gifted in more ways than one.

The greatest of those gifts, though, was his grandfather.

"Swing it harder, brat!"

"Yes sir!"

Creaking back, shaky breaths, the old man with wrinkly skin standing at the porch of a wooden house watched as his grandchild swung the sword in his hands.

Now nearing a hundred and seventy in age, the old man had lived nearly two centuries.

A plague had spread in the village ten years back, where his wife, son and daughter in law decided to leave him behind. Before going away, though, they had left one last responsibility for the man who had been a great knight in his own youth.