Lucas continued working on his stone carving in his courtyard. Just then, Benny and Windsor arrived. Benny called out from far away, "Boss, we're here!"
Seeing them arrive, Lucas stopped carving. He resumed teaching them Tai Chi Footwork and fighting techniques, and because these things suited a girl like Windsor better, he gave her more detailed instruction.
Seeing his boss pay more attention to Windsor than to him, Benny said jealously, "Boss, you're playing favorites. You spend more time teaching Windsor than me."
Lucas tapped Benny on the head and said, "You're a man who's going to wield a big hammer, damn it. What I'm teaching you now is just to practice your footwork and techniques for redirecting force. What's with all the questions?"
Hearing Lucas say that, Benny rubbed his head where he had just been lightly tapped. With a goofy grin, he said, "That's right. I'm going to be a man whose hammer lands on flesh with every blow. Practicing my footwork is enough!"
After saying that, he made sure to add, "All right, Boss, you two carry on."
Lucas's expression darkened at Benny's bootlicking grin. The boy might look honest, lively, and energetic, and Lucas had even been fooled by his act at first. But as they gradually grew older, Lucas discovered that he was an utterly scheming little devil.
Looking at the naturally spacey Windsor beside him, Lucas lamented his lot in life. Just look at the original protagonist: while still at home, he had received guidance from an old man who was practically a cheat. Later, he had even gained a magical beast with powerful backing, and getting a Sovereign Spark had taken little more than a pout.
Even leaving those things aside, the protagonist had brothers among princes and nobles when he went to school. Looking at his own two idiot companions left Lucas mentally exhausted! He even wondered whether he should abandon these two idiots and become a lone wolf.
Unfortunately, he had a mature soul, after all, and understood that humans were social animals. A lonely soul would not get far! Damn it, looks like I came to this world to repay debts. He even suspected that this schemer and this airhead had him wrapped around their fingers.
But as he watched his two companions practicing earnestly, then looked at his family busy in the distance, Lucas thought that he did have advantages over the protagonist. At the very least, his whole family was there.
At that thought, Lucas smiled. In his previous life, as an old man left behind at home, he had managed to raise his son to adulthood. Thinking about it now, he no longer had too many lingering concerns. As for whether his son could find a wife, that outstanding brat of his probably would not disappoint him!
He had a perfect start in this world, too. He was no longer a lonely traveler in another world.
Seeing his boss smile, Benny hurriedly asked, "Boss, what are you smiling about?"
Lucas put away his smile and told Benny and Windsor, "Nothing. Get back to training, or I'll beat you up!"
He raised his fist and made as if to hit Benny. Seeing his boss about to strike him, Benny hurriedly sped up his cross steps. Windsor smiled and said, "Stop scaring him."
Lucas gave a smiling snort and told her, "He's just a brat who needs to be straightened out."
"But I still want to thank you both."
Hearing his boss thank him, Benny asked, with Windsor looking on blankly, "Why are you thanking me?"
Lucas smiled and said, "Having you two and my parents here has comforted my lonely soul!"
What they did not know was that only at this moment had Lucas truly let go of everything from his previous life and fully become part of this society.
Benny simply thought that Lucas, who used to be withdrawn, had had no one to play with, and only he and Windsor had kept playing with him. He patted his chest and said, "Don't worry. Windsor and I will always stay with you, Boss.
"Right, Windsor?" Windsor nodded, but neither Benny nor Lucas noticed the faint blush on her face.
A month passed quickly. When his father returned at noon that day, he brought Lucas the spear they had commissioned Master Drake to forge. He handed it to Lucas and explained, "The master saw that you're still growing, so he made you a spear one meter ninety long. Try it and see whether it suits you!"
Lucas was around one meter fifty tall, so the spear stood a little above his head. He looked it over, then tried it in his hands. He found it a little long, but he was still growing. He reckoned it would fit him after a while.
He asked his father, "Father, does this spear have a name?"
Lucas's father, Abuda, told his excited son, "Not yet. Master Drake said you should name it."
Lucas looked at the streak of red running from the spearhead to the butt. It did not look out of place against the silver shaft. Besides, the image of his favorite hero, Zhao Zilong of Changshan, with his spear and white horse, was so dashing that Lucas decided to name his weapon the Blood Courage Bright Silver Spear.
After executing a beautiful flourish with the spear, Lucas brought it to rest and asked his father, "What do you think of calling it the Blood Courage Bright Silver Spear?"
Abuda did not care what the spear was called, so he agreed with Lucas's suggestion.
Having obtained his first spear, Lucas practiced with it for several hours. When Benny and Windsor arrived at the place where Lucas usually carved, they found him, unusually, not carving. Once Benny spotted Lucas's spear, he insisted on touching it, so Lucas let him.
Benny could hardly bear to put it down and told Lucas, "Boss, your spear is so cool."
After speaking, he looked as though he had made a momentous decision. He leaned close to Lucas and said resolutely, "Boss, I've decided. I'm going to practice the spear later, too!"
Lucas snatched his beloved spear back from him and barked, "How can a man be so fickle? Go swing your big hammer, damn it."
Windsor agreed, telling Benny, "Big Brother Lucas is right."
Benny said with a disappointed expression, "All right."
Half a year passed in a flash. That day, Lucas was practicing martial techniques with Benny and Windsor when he saw his mother run over from outside and shout, "Go to the shelter! The wolves are back!"
Lucas, Benny, and Windsor were now all Third-Rank Warriors. He hurriedly called to the two of them, and they began leading the tribe's elderly to the shelter! It was not much different from usual. By evening, the tribespeople had driven off this pack of wolves as well.
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