Exhausted and perspiring, I find myself struggling during my training. I'm been training for almost four months now, I'm running around the village, and to my dismay, my father has expanded my training regime, making it even more challenging. I can't help but feel frustrated with his decision, thinking he's being heartless, as I push myself to the limits to improve.
Ethan: Good Morning Mr. Kusack!
Mr. Kucask: Morning.. Still hard-working haa... good good
Ethan: Morning Ferman! See you next ball game...
Ferman: Got it.
With a basket of Bonbu fruit slung over my back, I made my way to the Wanderer's Inn. As I walked, I felt the weight of the basket adding to my strength training. It was a small challenge, but I embraced it as an opportunity to build my stamina and endurance.
Mrs. Polka: (seeing Ethan) Oh, Ethan! Good morning! It's always a pleasure to see you.
Ethan: Good morning, Mrs. Polka! I brought the Bonbu.
Mrs. Polka: (excited) Thank you so much, Ethan!
Ethan: I pick the best ones from my farm.
Mrs. Polka: (gratefully) Thank you and Thank you again for sharing the recipe with me. I really appreciate it.
Ethan: I have no doubt that with your experienced hands, the Bonbu cakes will be even more delightful.
Mrs Polka: Bonbu cakes is a big hit with the customers.
Ethan: That's fantastic to hear!
Mrs. Polka: (whispered) Dealara, the magician, never misses the Bonbu cakes. She comes here every day!
Ethan: Whoooa
Mrs Polka: It seems like she's absolutely hooked on the cakes!
As I made my way to the local hall, I couldn't help but feel a sense of familiarity and warmth. Miss Oyla, the friendly and welcoming presence at the hall, greeted me with a warm smile as I approached. I decided to check my account while I was here. The enchanting nature of this fantasy land never fails to mesmerize me. As I placed my magical mark on the glowing stone tablet, my account details were revealed before my eyes. There, I could see the payment from Mr. Quinto and Mr. Cedric, reassuring me of the successful business venture we had undertaken. It felt good to see the money… ka-ching! ka-ching!
Then I strolled along the corner wall, my attention was drawn to a group of hunters displaying various monster materials. One particular item caught my eye - a large, bulky fur skin with a dark green color. I couldn't help but wonder what kind of monster it came from. As I got closer and examined it, a strong and pungent smell wafted into my nose, causing me to step back in surprise.
Xame: Ah, that's the fur of a Begemo monster. It's currently in season, Begemo live around nearby mountain area.
Ethan: I see. So, what do you do with the fur?
Xame: Ah, this fur is highly valued in the market. It's often used to make sturdy and durable inside the armor, especially for warriors who need resistance with fire elements.
Ethan: That's fascinating!
In my hands, I held a carefully crafted box containing the hairclips captain Theodore had ordered. The hairclips were a gift for his wife, and I wanted to make sure they were presented with the utmost care. Captain Theodore seemed pleased to see me and eagerly took the box from my hands.
Theodore: Thanks. These are the hairclips I ordered for my wife, right?
Ethan: I'm sure she'll love them as a thoughtful gift.
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Ethan: I need to continue my training now. Take care captain!
Theodore: Best of luck with your training.
His family is planning to visit Treebrook village soon, as they don't want to miss the upcoming Treebrook festival. Yeah, its a joyous celebration, filled with hope for a bountiful harvest this year. One of the highlights of the festival is the special event called the Solo Rite. It is a special event where teenager aged 14 to 16 showcase their skills by embarking on a solo hunting or foraging expedition in the forest, bringing back the results of their hunts and forages. It's a tradition that symbolizes their transition from childhood to adulthood. The gathering will take place in the central area, right next to the mesmerizing and radiant tree named Moxi. The adults will prepare the food using ingredients from hunting and foraging.
Ah, I forget! I remember promising to meet Grandpa Hamme. The thing I asked him to do should be finished by now. I run and enter the shop and shout Grandpa Hamme's name to get his attention.
Ethan: Grandpa Hamme! I’m here!!!
Granpa Hamme: Ahem! There's no need to shout; I'm right here..
Ethan: He..he.. he that thing…??
Grandpa Hamme: Ahem! I did my best to fulfill your request. Please take a look at this.
Ethan: Grandpa, your skills are truly remarkable! This creation is impressive, and I can't wait to test it.
After paying grandpa for his exceptional work, I bid him farewell and walked away with a sense of anticipation for the results of his creation.
Grandpa Hamme: Ahem! At least tell me what you are going to do with it, Ethan!!
I sprinted as fast as I could to the shed, startling a few kids along the way. My father, who witnessed my hurried dash, called out to me in surprise.
Travis: Why are you so late finishing your training? I specifically told you to come back right after delivering the Bonbu.
Ethan: I'm sorry, Dad. I got caught up with something urgent after delivering the Bonbu.
Travis: Now go and finish the training by swinging your sword 1000 times.
Ethan: (reluctantly) Oh, come on!
After the 1000 swings, I dropped the sword and laid back in the shed, catching my breath. As I looked around, I saw Novn and Vondale also engaged in their basic training nearby. It seems my training has influenced them, and I couldn't help but feel a strong bond between us. I guess we are true soulmate buddies now, sharing the same passion.
Lianee: Is the training really difficult for you to follow?
She popped up on my right shoulder, handing me a bottle of water and a cloth.
Ethan: I got distracted in the middle of the training, hahaha..
In one corner, a bunch of little ones happily explored the wooden cards. With Eyka's help, they playfully tried to make sense of the letters. It was delightful to witness their learning blossoming. Miss Oyla also mentioned that a few kids started coming to the hall to read after I shared my experience with them. In the local hall, I discovered some useful books containing information about the various monsters that roam our forests and details about different herbs. These resources were incredibly helpful for me to expand my cooking style, as I could now incorporate new ingredients and create even more delightful dishes.
After a brief rest, I recalled the thing from Grandpa Hamme. Excitedly, I opened the large wooden box placed next to the crates, revealing a classic guitar body shape that Mr. Yox and I had crafted together. Putting together the guitar body shape, neck, and headstock was no easy task; it required meticulous attention to detail and a lot of effort. Following Mr. Yox's advice, we decided to use two types of wood, and I readily agreed with his expertise. Fortunately, with Mr. Yox's vast knowledge of woodwork, he being a true grandmaster of wood, we were able to create a truly classical guitar piece.
Seeking Grandpa Hamme's help with the tuner creation for the headstock proved to be a wise decision, as his expertise was invaluable in achieving the desired result. Recreating the guitar instrument was indeed a challenge, especially considering the limited music instruments available in the village, which mostly consisted of plain hand drums, wooden boards, and nut-skin shakes tied to sticks.
Excitedly, I took out the thing I had just received from Grandpa Hamme – the six strings. These strings were made from the branches of the Ting Tree. I saluted Grandpa Hamme in my heart for crafting such amazing strings. Although I didn't fully know the detailed making process, I could feel the quality and craftsmanship. I was confident that these strings would work beautifully with the guitar I had assembled.
Ethan: This is taking quite a bit of time. Alright, let's do some tuning.
As I moved up to the headstock, I was taken aback by the presence of all the members and the small kids who had gathered around me.
Vondle: What is that thing you're holding up, Ethan?
Ethan: (smile) Would you like to know how it works?
Everyone nodded eagerly and seemed impatient to see the thing that I held. I hoped that I could remember the chords, and this guitar would produce the same beautiful sounds. As I strummed the chords, I started to sing "Old MacDonald Had a Farm"
Ethan: Old MacDonald had a farm, Ee-i-ee-i-o, And on his farm, he had some cows, Ee-i-ee-i-o, With a moo-moo here.......
As I played and sang, I could see a mixture of surprise and bewilderment on the faces of the members, while the small kids looked happy and amazed by the sound of the guitar.
Ethan: (finished the song) Ee i ee i o
The small kid came closer to me, touched the guitar
Mia: (grabbing Ethan hand) Brother Ethan, what is a cow? Moo-moo...?
Reo: Yeahh what is the oik oik...?
Oh no, I completely forgot! This is a fantasy land, and there are no such animals here. What a big mistake I've made. I cover my face with my hand in embarrassment.