Dangerous Thief

Chapter 1-4

~Nathan's POV~

My family was happy that I get my first boar alone, although that didn't stop them to scold me when I told them that I went to a hilichurl camp to get the boar back.

I also received a slap from my uncle, he told me that I shouldn't have went to get the boar back and I was lucky that the mitachurl didn't woke up.

But atleast they were relieved that I get back alive. Now, I'm on the training ground, with a dull blade in hand.

I wanted to train myself in close range combat, I don't want to get myself in trouble of not being able to defend myself if I lost my bow.

The Traveler used the dull blade in their travels based on the cutscenes. So, I'm going to do the same but I will also modify it along the way. The whole f*cking world will fear the treasure hoarder who wield a dull blade!

The training grounds is muddy and slippery from the rain yesterday, so I need to be careful.

Focusing my eyes at the training dummy, I slowly lifted my sword before charging at the target.

"Take this!" I swiped down the sword, slicing the dummy on the torso.

I took a step back before launching another strike, but I almost slipped because of the mud. So I circled around the dummy as each of my steps touched the mud.

I charged it from behind with the sword to my side, before swiping it up, hitting the back of the dummy. I stepped to it's sides before launching another strike.

Before it can hit the dummy, I slipped. But what makes it painful is that I hit my crotch on the bottom of the dummy's stand, and because the ground is muddy and slippery, I hit it hard.

"MY NUTS!" Just as I screamed, the training dummy fell on top of me.

"Nathan! Are you okay?!" Came the voice of my uncle, with a bow ready in hand.

"I slipped a-and hit my crotch h-hard on the bottom of the training dummy!"

My uncle went silent for a few seconds before letting out a laugh.

"Bwahahahahahahaha!"

He is busy laughing his ass off me, darn it. Instead of helping me how dare he is just laughing at me? The f*cking audacity...

"Hey! Why don't you be a good uncle and help me up!" I shouted.

"Snrk, okay okay! I'm definitely going to tell this to your dad." He called down before moving to help me up.

"How did you, heh, end up like that?" He asked while trying to hold his laughter.

"I wanted to train myself with a sword for close ranged combat." I explained while still hissing at the pain.

"I would like to help but in a minute, I will go out with the others to raid some unsuspecting folks."

"It's early in the morning!" I complained.

"Well, I don't know what is on our boss's mind when he ordered us to attack in the morning, but he explained that the target has something valuable in hand." He explained.

I let out a huff. "Can't they pick someone else rather than you?"

"What else I can say? I'm the best marksman here so of course they would send me on important missions." He bragged. Placing his hand on his chest with a smug expression.