When the village chief spoke, the children below gazed up at him, their eyes shining with hope.
"Grandpa Village Chief, is it true that the Ten Great Sword Gods began cultivating because they sat beside this Stone Stele?"
Just then, a child in the crowd raised his hand and shouted. He wore a grass skirt, and his little belly stuck out.
"Of course, Little Dot. Would you like to come up and give it a try?"
"Okay, Little Dot will give it a try. Little Dot wants to become someone like Lord Sword God, someone who can fight Demon Beasts."
"Good, good, good."
Seeing this, the Old Village Chief smiled with satisfaction.
Then Little Dot took one step at a time toward the Stone Stele, sat cross-legged on the ground, closed his eyes, and didn't move.
"Do you think Little Dot can comprehend the sword arts?"
In the distance, two men with Long Swords strapped to their backs and bamboo hats on their heads spoke to each other.
"Little Dot is naturally clever. Maybe he can comprehend them. They say the Demon Beasts around here have been growing more and more restless. It feels like our strength has hit a bottleneck, and we can't make the slightest progress."
"If another Sword God doesn't emerge, I'm afraid..."
"What are you panicking for? Even if a powerful Demon Beast comes, don't we still have the Stone Stele? As long as it's here, those beasts can't break in."
The other man spoke with firm conviction.
It was this Stone Stele that had always protected their village.
Whenever a powerful Demon Beast entered the area around the village, the Stone Stele would unleash a terrifying beam of sword light and slay it.
It had been this way for years, which was why he was