CHAPTER 8
THE THOUGHTS OF A FATHER. (POV: LATM GHAMURANT)
Galia has always been a very lively child, even on the day of her birth. Latm Ghamurant, the name given to me by my father, Darko Ghamurant and the founder of the city that is now under the protection of my hands.
Since I was an inept young man, my father took it upon himself to influence me towards the path of the sword, but this was boring for me and not because I was bad at wielding a sword with my hands, in fact, quite the opposite. Still, I didn't like the way the sword was wielded with my hands.
Father, did not show a consistency in his own cuts and the use of his fencing; lacked a clear skill, beyond simply his absurd strength capable of breaking sea and land.
I wanted something worthy and beautiful, something so similar to a show and not just stupid moves with the clear intention of finishing off your enemy in one blow. I wanted to show a show, a worthy death to my rival by showing him sublime handling with the sword. Therefore, I took it upon myself to set myself on my own technique and to write this path I used dance as my answer.
Ah father did not like it at all, since he lost all the main bases of the style that marks, and returned recognized to our family among the three great families beasts, even coming close to rival the khatura family.
Well, both styles marked by both families did not lose so much similarity, beyond that one used better the head and strategic forms, the other directly lost the notion of its head completely, immersing itself in full in the momentary emotion of the combat.
Even Galia, my adorable little girl, would reproach me for this, repeating the same phrases as her grandfather, which worried me, since I did not want my daughter to follow the same steps as my father.
At least, that concern was behind once Aria came to the house, mainly because of father's libido. Shame flooded me at that moment, as Darko had only hired her for being beautiful and even taught her sword lessons for that very fact.
Certainly I do not wish my sweet and adorable Galia to suddenly arrive with different men in the house for the simple fact of being attractive.
The thought alone gives me shivers: the blade of my sword emanates a thirst for blood immense. But, be that as it may, I will not allow anyone who wants to take my daughter without first earning my permission and proving themselves worthy. Although, I suppose I shouldn't worry about it at this point.
¿Ahh... Galia what are you doing right now? I hope you're not getting young Aria into trouble.
For a couple of months I have been out of the beast territory with the aim to travel to demonic territory and improve my sword skill.
Nevertheless, my stay was interrupted by a couple of demon kids who called themselves the next demon kings. It made me and also my companion, a person of the dwarf race, very good friend of mine and son of the most promising blacksmith in my lands. Kilmen Tarmatoris, firstborn of Kilmon.
We both shared something in common, that we wanted to develop our own skills.
Kilmen, he always told me how his father told him it was a shame for not wanting to follow the dwarf tradition and become a renowned blacksmith. Since he was a child, he had been absorbed by a historical figure present in the great era of the giants. As protagonist, one of the five great giant heroes. The Giant Hero of the Burning Heart. The fifth son of the giant father god, Solitas De Kororo.
Kilmen, in these books, became strongly obsessed with the way this same giant hero spread each of his techniques around the world, mainly the fighting style that requires fists.
Well, when he realized that he would come to demonic territory, he did not hesitate to join me, since, like me, I had in mind that this place is a bomb of opportunities to grow in terms of developing your own abilities. Well, those couple of kids interrupted us for a night under the roof outside a bar.
Where we had previously caused a disaster by our poor tolerance for alcohol. They both gave us their names, a girl of deplabe and naked look but with a pair of terrifying horns was the first.
"¡My name is, NanopthaYugual!"
In consequence of it, I touch a child just like him, miserable and malnourished but with a pair of huge horns.
"¡Mine is Ghoto Powa!"
Both children were suddenly in a strange position with their bodies, looking ridiculous.
"And we'll both be the next demon kings of the world, so please let's train, little dog sir and little lord!"
That moment was funny, much more for the eccentric nicknames we were given on the other hand, Kilmen saw this as a good opportunity to share knowledge of our own development and get feedback to improve from our mistakes.
It took us a little time, taking a little longer than we had planned and of course, I hadn't had Galia in my arms for quite some time and I really started to miss her. On the other hand, Kilmen had traveled to elven territory, since this race is characterized by being beautiful and good, Kilmen loved to experiment, since there was a rumor that elves organized orgies with all kinds of races to satisfy those fleshly desires.
I wrapped myself in the return of my home before saying goodbye to our first students who, well, in a short time gained various feats. Although the titles of demon kings were still far away. Upon my return I realized that I had to hurry, since it would soon be Galia's tenth birthday. To my misfortune, I had not yet bought a gift in advance. With which, I found myself in need of stopping at the human city of ESTRELLATUM.
Well, it is of the main human cities with an immense technological development, mainly to the help of its leader, Ophos lutox. Brother of the sun god or so, that's what the rumors say, since I have never seen myself in the opportunity to see them face to face, much less individually. First, come to this city by a magical artifact of importance available to any citizen for its easy reach, as its use consisted of only two bronze coins.
This artifact was just a magic sphere embedded on some structure, where you would have to mark the exact specifications of a person you want to contact, because it was, an artifact able to communicate with a person at impossible distances. Sure, as long as that same person has a similar artifact and someone special had one, Aria. Whereupon I contacted her and begged her to get a gift for Galia as soon as possible.
With that problem solved I gave a break, but decided to stay one night in the city. Well, even this was a good opportunity to get something for my daughter too, aside from the gift that Aria is already looking for. Well, apart from that, I had another plan in mind. I wanted to visit a specific place. A ladies' bar.
¡N-It's not my fault, they have a nice ass! Besides, as long as no one finds out, I don't have to worry. I am not guilty of having inherited the same appetite as father; I have his blood running through my veins, though I do not like to admit it.
I guess that's the same reason Mother walked away, even though they were practically meant for each other. For that very reason, she was stripped of the house of Phatsura, for mother, she was a princess and her affair with my father led to her being exiled for impurity, but that was mainly her plan.
Well, I just hope that wherever he is, he's okay.
Returning to the subject of Galia's birthday, I returned shortly after that night in the city; it didn't take too long, as I chose to return at full speed with my own legs.
Aria, who was already aware of it, received me in advance informing me about all the recent events that have happened while I was away. The training of Galia with father, the how this same and Aria had a practice match that surprised in every possible way to the young maid and, finally, the foolish plan of father to regain love from his granddaughter.
Inside I thanked that everything was calm, because during my stay in the demonic territory, I heard that the dragons were recently returning with their activity, attacking and spreading fear through different territories.
It also influenced my return somewhat, but now that I saw it with my own eyes, how calm my home was, I took a breath and put that worry behind me for a moment. Well now, Aria, after a good chat, took me to Galia, who was doing her practice deep in the forest. Running and jumping like a madwoman with a backpack on her back.
Galia did not notice my presence. Leaning against the trunk of a tree, I waited patiently, when, suddenly, my dear daughter stumbled on a stone, causing it to dive down, making turns until it hit right next to me. A smile spread from the corner of my lips, as I watched him mend his posture.
"¿Are you having fun, my little one?"
"¿Is it D-Dad?"
I could see, those golden eyes slowly shining and, without warning, he threw himself at me, throwing me to the ground as a result of the sudden load of disproportionate weight that fell on my legs, probably because of that backpack. Those small but strong arms of his wrapped around my neck.
"¡Father, I missed you so much!"
I did not resist, I also embraced him with the same strength. It had been months since I had my dear daughter in my arms and now, no doubt, I had to enjoy this time with her. I glanced at Aria, and she smirked. On the other hand, my father suddenly appeared with a dead animal at his hands. He looked at me, his face was shocked, but quickly gave a sigh.
"I miss you too, my little girl."
Exclaim, gently stroking his head. Before I stand with Galia between my arms. Look at me around, to look at father once more.
"Father, I'm glad to see you healthy."
"Tch, just because your mother would kill me if she knew I did something to you brat, otherwise, you were no longer in this house."
I guess, at this point it's normal for my father to despise me for insulting the family sword. I earned it, I guess.
"Then I thank mother and on the other hand, I also appreciate you, old man."
Before father could answer me, Aria, I hit him on the head. Looking upset by my old man's childish behavior. Sigh, and place Galia sitting on my shoulders. Being both spectators of the severe scolding that Aria is bestowing upon my father right now.
"¡Master, you should be a little more considerate of your own son!"
"¡B-But, he's the culprit!"
"¡Hit it harder, Aria-Nyan!"
Galia, I encourage your young and faithful servant. I just watch without courage to want to get involved as I move away from place with Galia near me.
It was not time to witness absurd situations because I have to spend and make up for lost time with my daughter. With that, Galia told me about the little gift her grandfather gave her as a compesacion after having broken the sword I gave her on her first birthday. It was nice, since he looked happily happy telling this anecdote.
We arrived in the city, where we passed by various shops, mainly for candy stores, food and toys.
It was nice, since people gave many compliments to my dear daughter, while to me, the respect of each citizen was eradicated thanking me for everything that I did for them and their safety. Even some children, brandishing their sword to show me how proud they are of finding their own way, including some wanting to conquer my little girl.
Of course, a single look at me made them think about their decisions and actions.
The evening concluded with its due normality, me and my dear Galia, we spent a good time of father he daughter, that the fatigue hit him suddenly at the moment we arrived to a place in Particular
It is an open field, full of herbs and flowers above a plateau, which gives a beautiful view to the sky and what covers the field. Animals, trees, puddles and stars. The night had fallen for a long time, eh with Galia in my arms I decided to visit this great place before returning home.
Take a breath, as we both sat on the grass. Look up and hear Galia. Amazed at how beautiful the sky looks right now.
"You know, this place used to be your mom's favorite."
From one moment to another I decided to speak, Galia, I looked at her, tilting her head in confusion.
"¿My... M-My mother?"
Ah, notice that nervousness of his words and this was normal, because, Galia never knew her mother in truth since, she died after having given birth for the first time. A painful memory, of which Galia must not know otherwise she may feel guilty for her own mother's death and that is not something I desire.
"Ah to tell the truth... ¿I don't know much about my mother, dad What was she like?"
I was surprised by the sudden question, but gave him a smile before answering.
"Well, your mother was definitely a woman capable of anything. A warrior who would not hesitate to defend her own, even if it meant putting herself at risk. It was not for nothing that I fell in love with her; it was that unwavering passion that made my heart churn."
"¡Wow, then mother was an incredible person!"
"¡Ha, ha, ha! That's right, my little one, your mother is an incredible woman."
But, an abrupt question made me go crazy.
"But... ¿then why isn't she with us?"
I stood silent, that question was so direct that I froze for a moment. Hesitate to tell you the truth, but think again. It was not yet the time to reveal a bit of information.
"Well, she... ¡she's on a super important mission!"
"¿Super important? ¡Oh! ¡I understand, then I will try to become very strong so that when mom comes back, she is super proud of me!"
That remark was a direct sting to my heart. Bite my lips, repressing this sudden bittersweet feeling, sigh and take Galia in your arms before lifting her up into the air and seeing her beautiful celestial hair flutter over the air.
His image is so much like a copy of my beloved. I did not resist, I wrapped my arms around her little body, holding on to her with immense pain.
"Galia, I promise to protect you forever. I love you, my child."
Galia did not seem to understand this sudden behavior, but neither do I dislike it at all.
"¡I-I love you too, Dad!"
This day, was quite pleasant although now, the time has come to return home.... I wish, that this peace existed for an eternity. Besides, I have to prepare for the next birthday of Galia.