Dragons: The Viking Saga (The Prequel)

Chapter Seven: Landslide---Part One

There was one time... The moment that our lives are now at the battlefield... Chaos here has finally appeared..

There was one time... That everything luck has gone... Beyond me became pitch black and so it goes...

Rain, storm and landslide... Rotted in that darkness alone... Wandered how I gonna survive... I am now in the situation where 'fear' will kill me...

MAZRIETH'S POV

Practice... Gain... Dragons... Training... Knowledge...

The days' training really improved my strength, skills and intelligence... I also gained knowledge as I learned many lessons from the training and my mistakes... After three days then, I was become a 'champion' or else...a valedictorian...

All thanks to my training back then, I'd changed... Because of that, I was able to surpass my classmates or even, Steven, who is my mentor of blacksmith and trainer of mine... 

A valedictorian, who was very top of all results in dragon training... Since the time I appeared, the situation has changed... I practiced, gain, fight dragons, training and knowledge... I finally have those things that I need to become a official dragon hunter... 

But there is one thing I need to finish... If I continue to be a valedictorian, I will proved to myself and dedicate...that I am ready to kill...a dragon...in the final training...

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One week later... The trainer of the Dragon Training, Caitin the Ranger and Steven the Blacksmith, announced that two weeks after the training...the champion will dedicate the life to the chief of Krell, Gregor the Strong...or my 'father' for short...and the people of Krell will witnessed the moment of the final training... In which, one of us gonna kill a real dragon called, "Monstrous Nightmare"...

 As the announcement goes then, the training still continued...and once more... I win... After then, I left the arena and arrived...giving some time to rest...for obviously, tomorrow's next training...

If I stay to be a champion, maybe it might be a chance, eh?? Good luck for me in two weeks...

In the next day... I woke up...prepare my things..and taking a bath.. Afterwards, I eat breakfast...and once more...I left...

'Being waking up early on the morning is so tiring, eh??'

I walked through the direction, I saw plenty of children, playing sword fighting and they are some playing hide-and-seek... I looked away and somehow, there are children walked towards me... Well, I don't know what is their purpose but in the end, they greeted me and said, 'Good luck!'

'Really, eh??' As the training goes over me as a winner, the result... I end up being a 'famous' or idol or something... For real, this is really annoying...

As I arrived at the arena... I wandered myself and asking...

"Huh? Am I the first one who'll arrived here??"

That's strange...

As I look my eyes everywhere in the arena...there's no sign of them... 'Huh?' But...in the eyes through agony... Someone touched my shoulders...

"Mazrieth??"

I heard a voice calling my name... And yet, someone did touched my shoulders...and once more... "What are you doing here, Mazrieth?"

Echoes...calling my name once again... My eyes are turning back and...as my eyes turned... I stepped away and turned my sight towards the one who'd touched me...as soon as I can, I hold on my sword, ready to wield it... But it turns out...