5 THE NEW WORLD

"Est.....ne ie...ns ut b....ene sit".....

"non cognosco filium sed deus misereatur ei."...

Strange murmurs were coming in my ear. I opened my eyes. A ceiling made of wood was in front of my eyes. I did not have the ability to think properly. My whole body was burning and my head was hazy. I slowly tried to move my head but the pain in my right shoulder forced me to make a low growl. Noticing I had woken up, The people in the room spoke in a language I did not know. But from Their looks, I could understand that they were happy that I woke up but also worried about me.

The people in front of me were a man with a muscular physique and full beard, and a boy of age like 12 to 13 at most. The man told something to the boy and he went out of the room. Then the man tried to speak to me. "Puer dic mihi nomen tuum et unde venistis?"

I didn't understand a word spoken by him. I looked up to my pocket for my mobile but I was in linen pants and my body was bandaged with not so clear clothes. Not only me But the man in front of me was also in linen cloth. I didn't know where I was but This man in front of me was very poor at least. Not even a beggger wear this type of clothes. But I had nothing to complain as they seem to be saved me after an accident. But I was also quite angry with them as they didn't hospitalize me.

Hearing my silence the man in front tried to speak again when I said, "I didn't understand what you are saying. do you understand English?"

The man didn't reply so assuming that they didn't know English I repeat my word in french but the situation remained the same. I didn't have any other language in my pocket other than English or french So it was the worst outcome where none of two-party could understand each other's language.

Meanwhile, the boy has already returned with a girl. In her hand was a plate of two bread and milk. I also tried to speak with them but did not have any result. Seeing my depressed look the woman and the man started discussing between them. And of course, I couldn't understand what were they speaking.

I started to eat the bread that had been brought up for me. Suddenly the boy who had brown hair and dark blue eyes stood beside me and placing his hand on his chest started saying "Adal".

It didn't take me long to understand that he was telling me his name. Doing the same hand gesture I also told my name "Cid".

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The man named Victor who was the chief of the village walked into the room where his wife was doing everyday work. He had a tense expression on his face. Two days ago, when he was returning after hunting, He found a person with an age of like twenty at the river shore. The person was totally covered with blood and naked. But much to his surprise the man breathing despite his condition.

He brought the person to his home. Anyone in the village knew that Victor was a very kind-hearted person. He had always cared a lot about the people of this village as he thought of them as his family.

But much to his dismay the boy he did bring up didn't wake up for two days and his whole family was worried about it. It was very common in this era to kill those people who got severely injured in the battle or fell into a coma. For common people, they couldn't bring a high-class healer mage on a person whose worth is nothing compared to an ant in the eyes of noble people.

Victor thought the same fate awaited the boy. He neither knew the boy's origin nor his name But his deep black hair reminded him that the boy was not a resident of this country. Also, Victor found the boy in a place that should not normal people go without any weapons or guards. But everything left aside there was a much bigger problem and it was that he or even anyone he knew at the moment was unable to understand the boy's language. But at least now he knew the boy's name.

"That is not the expression with you should be hanging around. What's the matter are you so tense about? So far so good it was for him But I heard that the boy, Cid has already woke up. So don't think much about it dear." Victor's wife Litha tried to soothe his tension with a small chuckle. She knew the times were hard on him.

The first fall of winter had already taken its step through the door. This winter would be harder than the previous ones. They had to prepare the livestock and needed to take much preparation for the winter. Having an extra member to feed would be nothing but a burden. But she knew in the time of need Victor would never abandon someone who needs his desperate help. And she knew why. Victor was a soldier who had taken many lives but every victory in battle made his nightmare worst. He fleed to this village and started his new life far from the clutches of war. He started helping people, and people made him the chief. Everything was going peacefully. they were poor but not alone.

"Ohh so you already heard his name. Haa... haha....haha. That little bastard Adal's mouth works faster than I thought. ". Victor let his thoughts away and started to think about his son who seems already started announcing that the boy name Cid had woken up to the whole village.

"Don't talk like that. You know that he is just like you. He was so happy when Cid woke up. Not everyone can sympathize with a stranger like him." Litha corrected him knowing that he was just joking.

In the meantime Victor's brother who was at a similar age as Cid came and called Victor, "Big brother, some men have come to talk with you."