Venki The Swordsman
No one.
No one . lord Vedro repeated. You trained against no one . You fought no one.
The lord of house Vedro looked toward Zabu. “I’m starting to wonder boy, if your eyes were wrong. “
Zabu tilted his head at that and crossed his arms. “My eyes are never wrong grizzly father. “
The man and the boy held a stare .
“Alright , boy.
Let us see. “
Then he was gone.
Well.
Not really.
He moved very fast left. And very fast forward. His left foot stopped just behind the man. Leaving himself out of Venki the swordsman’s sight.
His blades had drawn faster than most eyes could see and he pivoted into a spin that would leave his blade in the back of the swordmans throat and up through the base of his spine .
Zabu looked on at all of this with open eyes, when the dirt and dust exploded into the air at Lord Vedros first step he remained unfazed.
As the man flickered through the air and drew his blades , the sun inconveniently decided to land upon them mid spin and the light shot toward the eyes of Zabu.
Zabu just moved his head.
He could swear then , at that moment his father smiled .
Clang!
Metal bounced and landed again upon themselves as the swordsman and the Noble exchanged two blows.
Then they suddenly stopped .
The air turned stale. Like breath was being drawn out of Zabu’s throat . He looked around.
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What was happening?
He looked to Nina who had a smirk, and to his mother who’s face was firm.
“That’s enough Damon. “
The air fell back into the boys lungs.
He blinked .
‘What in the hells was that? ‘He thought .
His father turned to them with a sloppy smile . “Sorry everyone, I almost got carried away. “ hahahahahaha!!! The man laughed good naturedly.
“So father. “ Zabu asked as his father walked forward. “I have good eyes don’t I ? “The boy crossed his arms in pride.
Damon Vedro smiled proudly as the man put his hand on the boys head.
“Not to bad boy . “
And that was how the swordsman Venki arrived to House Vedros doorstep.
Just like a moment in the future with an umbrella and an apology Vala had arrived in the yard for the young Zabu .
This time it was after preparing lemonades for the manor. She sat the tray on a wide garden table while Zabu recounted Venkis arrival on thier doorstep.
“Ohhh. “Vala said her face impressed. “It’s nice to meet you.” she gave a small bow. “Not many can match your father’s quick draw.” she said turning to Zabu.
Her eyes gleamed a little.
Nice to meet you Ms . Vala, I am Venki. The small man bowed politely , his shaggy hair falling down upon his head .
The two shared a gaze.
Zabu looked at Vala then looked at Venki then looked at Vala.
I don’t like it he did with a hrumph. Those are mine. he pointed to the maids boobs, then crossed his arms and faced himself toward Venki.
Get your own softness.
The swordsman spluttered in embarrassment.
Then he turned to Vala to say , well ,something the world would never know , for she had walked off in a storm.
Zabu raised his fist and clenched it at Venki’s defeated expression. A red slap mark etched on his face.
He would count this as a win.
Venki looked over at the strange young lord for a while, then turned away a little dejected.
“Yea, Let’s get started shall we. “
At the man’s behest for more space they relocated. Out the garden fence they went. Slipping around to the back of the manor, a wide field that was filled with small trees blossoming flowers of spring.
Venki had once again returned to the image of a serious swordsman and looked around as such.
“This will do," he said while nodding his head.
Then a box appeared from nothing.
Translucent solid blue that shined in the morning sun. 20 feet tall . 20 feet wide.
With a rectangle opening just big enough for a person.
The swordsman walked into the middle of the box and then looked over his shoulder .
“It is time to learn the sword Lord Zabu. “