With each dawn, the mountains and fields repeat birth and death.
As the clear morning sunlight poured down, the landscape that had been shrouded in pale darkness began to reveal itself one by one. Things like the cloud-wrapped mountain peaks and dew-covered leaves.
It was the first morning welcomed at Heavenly Sword Mountain. In terms of days, it was the second.
From early morning, I had come out to the veranda and was imprinting the unfamiliar scenery onto my retina. The trainees of Heavenly Sword Mountain who were taking care of us were unexpectedly kind, so before long, a teacup steaming with vapor was placed beside me.
The daily routine of sipping tea while viewing the forest damp with morning.
It seemed that romance existed at Heavenly Sword Mountain as well, just like anywhere else. As I thought that and tilted the teacup a couple of times.
“Sir Ian… No, Ian Oppa!”
A familiar presence burst out with a clear voice.
My body had already reached ‘Master.’ At the very least, I had real-time awareness of what was where within this building. Therefore, the girl’s greeting wasn’t sudden at all.
I decided…