I felt the wind fluttering in the grassland on my skin.
14 years flew by after my reincarnation.
I was given the name Jumuka.
I was bewildered at first, but then I quickly understood that I had been reborn, so I decided to walk the path of my second life.
While still being a child I observed the lifestyle and eating habits here, and made a guess that I had been reborn into some kind of mongolian equestrian tribe.
Luckily I learned about swords and bows in my past life, so I adapted into this body pretty well.
I love polishing my martial arts skills.
I learned the laws of the grassland from my brother, and while I learned how to train a dog, time flew by.
By the way, this isnât Earth. Because thereâs magic.
I already had knowledge about swords and bows from my past life so I focused on training with magic.
When I indulged in meditation, the horse Iâm straddling neighed with *bururun*.
I checked the Sunâs position. Itâs time to go home.
I gave orders to the dog under my feet and it started running and barking, the horses who are eating grasses and drink water gathered around me.
I started walking and the horses followed me.
Way in the back is my pet dog who kept watch so that the horses wouldnât get lost.
Me and the horses entered the tribeâs settlement, then I closed the door into our settlement.
ăFatherăthatâs allăă
I entered the mongolian-like house and finished todayâs report to my father whoâs inside.
ăFumuăgood jobăyou can just train for the rest of the dayă
ăUnderstoodăă
I went outside and entered the training space for swords and bows.
From kids to adults, all kinds of people train here.
The adults do individual training while the kids were taught how to use a bow by other adults.
Since no one was using the target in front of me I took out an arrow from the quiver and took a stance.
The target is 50 steps away.
While I prepared my bow people around started gathering to observe me.
With one eye closed I fired the arrow and immediately prepared another one. Three arrows were fired consecutively
People arround observed my arrows.
ăOne missedăă
I sighed at my unskilled arms and from the distance the girlsâ cheers could be heard.
Girls arenât allowed to enter the training ground.
ăThe third one also hit donât you thinkïŒă
ăBut even soă
My best friend Obudai spoke to me and I looked at the target.
The first arrow hit the center of the target, the second one pierced the first one to its head. The third one was a little off to the right.
Even if I said it missed it was still within the black center circle of the target.
ăNo matter how you look, one still missedăă
ăWhere the hell did you lookăthere are only several adults who can pierce an arrow to its head like that at 20 steps distanceăbut this is 50 steps and itâs also rapid fireăwhat the hell are you reallyïŒă
ăButăon the battlefield where you sit on a horse itâs more difficult to attack isnât itïŒSo you should perfect your skills when youâre standing on the groundă
ăEven like this is more than enoughïŒă
ăNo noăthatâs no goodă
ăNahăunăI know that itâs pointless to say anything to you butăunăsorryă Resume your trainingă
ăOkayă
I recollected the arrows and prepared my bow again.
There isnât any arrow with feathers for training yet but I can use as many normal ones as I want. If I can fix my mistakes before the sun goes down then thatâs good.
I once again did a rapid-fire, this time all 3 arrows hit.
The girlsâ cheers got even more heated.
Sometimes after training I moved further back and tried one last shot from more than 50 steps away.
Normally 100 steps are the best one can do, but thereâs magic in this world.
My specialty is wind magic.
I loaded magic into my right hand spinned the arrowâs gyroscope.
The moment the arrow left my hand it soared through the air and destroy the target in its center, then stuck to the mud wall in the back.
ăHEEYăJumukaïŒă
A man angrily approached me.
ăWhat is itïŒMuruaka-samaă
This person Muruaka serves as a good Head Warrior and heâs also the successor of the tribeâs head family.
ăHow many times have I told you to not break the targetïŒă
ăIâm very sorryăă
I obediently apologized and went away from the place.
Next Iâll go to the neighbor training ground to train with wooden swords.
After warming up with some practice swings I looked for a training partner.
On the battlefield you have to fight various kinds of enemies so you shouldnât always practice with the same partner.
Occasionally I decide to fight with powerful people.
I won against most juniors, peers and seniors but there are also a few of them I havenât won against yet.
Those people have high expectations for my future so they take turn to keep me accompany.
Honestly it was inevitably harsh.
After I was done training with the sword I went home.
My half-sibling is watching over the sheeps near my house.
ăWelcome backăJumuka-samaă
ăIâm homeă
The person I just greeted now was my half-older brother, but his mother was of a lower social status so he called me â-samaâ.
I was surprised at first, but soon I got used to it.
I entered the house when the women (my mom, step-mom, and sisters) were cooking. Around them were the still very young kids who were playing with sheep bones.
ăFather Iâm homeăă
ăOh youâre backăhave a drinkă
Father took the container and poured me a cup of white sake.
I gulped all down in one go.
Itâs a pretty strong alcohol made from horse milk.
I got used to drinking since I was a kid.
ăFumuăthatâs a good way of drinkingăă
As I was praised by father my brothers returned from training.
ăFather and Jumukaăyou guys already startedă
My oldest brother sat down next to father and started sipping on his sake.
My second and third older brother, as well as three younger brothers also received sake from father.
ăI was able to do ităă
Just when everyone finish their drinks the food was ready.
Each of us was arranged a spot to sit.
My father sat in the chief seat in the center and the wives including my mother lined up in lower seats.
And in those lower seats, us siblings sit in order.
The female servants were also called out to sit with us.
These girls were taken from other places during wars.
That said, they sat in even lower seats than us sons.
The servant girls taking care of the babies and children is also one of the laws of grassland.
And then the servant girlâs sons, wivesâ daughters, servant girlsâ daughters also lined up
We waits for father to begin eating first then us sons and the wives would start eating
Then next is the servant girls who gave birth to boys and their sonsAnd lastly is the daughtersâ turn to eat.
After the meal my three older brothers exited the house and each went to their own neighboring house.
Youâre prohibited to sleep in the same house with father when you reach 15 years old in this grassland.
I can have a wife when Iâm matured enough but I can only be recognized as independent when I have a wife. (TN: æäșșăăăšćŠ»ăæăŠăă抻ăæă€ăźăŻäžäșșćăšèȘăăăăŠçŹç«ăèȘăăăăć Žćă§ăăă)
Me and the kids sleep where there was wolf and sheep pelts spread out.
Night in the grassland is cold.
The kids jumbled their bodies together for warmth.
Midnight, I was waken up by loud breathing sounds and watery noises.
I looked towards fatherâs bed and saw under the candle lights him and a servant girl doing business.
Father swung his hips violently, and shove into the servant girl below.
ăHowâs itïŒHowâs itïŒă
ăMasterăharderă Do it harderăă
I strained my eyes and saw that it was Ymir.
If Iâm not mistaken then she was one of the war loots we got from fighting the Nan tribe 2 years ago, sheâs 17 now, she should be giving birth to a girl this year though.
Watching father and Ymir and their violent act my thing became hard.
However the siblings around me were still sleeping.
I felt anguished so I decided to not look anymore and went to sleep.
Itâs morning so I went outside, the girls could be seen started going out to gather firewood and water.
I performed maintenance on my sword and bow.
Morning is gradually getting colder.
Iâll be 15 soon this snow season huhâŠ
Then Iâll also mature huhâŠ
Just in case, calendars from the southern city were imported to this grassland, but we donât use it too much.
Grassland peopleâs calendar is split into 3 parts.
Spring season, summer season, and snow season.
Spring season goes on from when Ryun flowers bloom until when Roux flowers bloom.
Summer season goes on from when Roux flowers bloom until the first snowflake falls.
Winter season goes on from when the first snowflake falls until Ryun flowers bloom.
Everyone ages all at once when their born season comes.
While having breakfast I was able to sit there and stare at the legs and butts of the girls come and go to draw water.
Grassland peopleâs clothing resembles the Manchuria bandits. In other words, china-dresses.