Chapter 4: Chapter 4 ~ White Tiger

Inside Seikono Village.

A young man is searching for the village chief.

"dad dad!"

That young man was shouting throughout the village, and then he reached the river. Then he found a bald man with a long white beard. He is the seventy-year-old chief.

If you look at his face, you might think that he is just an old man living out his last days. But his body is another thing. His body looks like that of a 25-year-old addicted to weightlifting.

"Breathe well, son. Stress shortens a person's life and destroys the body little by little. So breathe slowly and tell me what happened."

There is a stranger approaching the village.

"Does he look dangerous to you?"

"Actually, he's just a boy, but he's barefoot, he looks weak, he can barely walk."

"Didn't you see his face?"

"No, he walks while looking at the ground, he never raised his head so I didn't see him. I felt a little afraid, so I didn't go near him."

"We have to take some precautions. Go tell Frinko to prepare himself, we have to prepare for the worst. If he is a guest we will welcome him. If he is an enemy we will cut off his head!"

"Okay!"

Some people noticed Folan was approaching the village, and The news started spreading in the village quickly, and these rumors took a turn for the worse.

Some of them are saying that there are zombie approaching the village.

Some of them say that a killer has arrived in the village.

This made fear spread among young and old. People began to gather in front of the village gate, waiting for the killer or zombie to come.

But he wasn't a zombie, and he wasn't a killer.

Turns out he's just a boy who can barely walk.

Folan never raised his head, nor did he notice that there were many people waiting for him at the village door.

He was advancing towards them step by step, and this made the villagers feel fear. Then the chief shouted:

"Stop and introduce yourself."

Folan had reached his limit, so he didn't hear a single word of what the chief said at that moment.

Folan keep walking, causing fear among the villagers.

The chief felt angry, because he thought Folan was ignoring him. Then he shouted:

"Take one more step, and I will release all my 'menma' at your head!"

Ignoring his words, Folan continued advancing towards the door of the village.

"Well, I understand. Don't blame me for what will happen!"

The village chief started running toward Folan, the veins in his left arm starting to radiate white. He was aiming at Folan's head.

             [ White Tiger ]

His punch became very fast, he was about to smash Folan's head, but Folan's head dropped down.

At first, the old man was surprised, he thought that Folan was a dangerous opponent because he avoided his attack, and he started thinking of getting away from him quickly. But soon Folan fell to the ground.

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He passed out.

Folan didn't know what was going on around him. This is the first time he closes his eyes after a hard day.

The old man remained standing for a while, not knowing whether Folan was deceiving him, or whether he had really lost consciousness.

But after looking closely at Folan's face, he felt as if a bolt of lightning had struck his body.

"Ooh! What was I going to do!"

He was about to kill his old friend's grandson.

The old man quickly sat down on his knees and placed Folan's head on his thigh.

"Folan! Folan! Do you hear me!"

The old man started shouting by Folan's name and touching his face. But Folan had reached his limits since long time so he didn't wake up.

When the villagers saw the chief in that state, they quickly went to him.

The chief gave the order to bring Folan into the village. A place was prepared for him to sleep, and they put bandages on his hands and feet.

Folan's temperature rose a lot, this was due to the long hours he spent sitting in the rain.

The people of this village live only in tents.

The tent where Folan was staying was full of people, some of whom wanted to check on his health, and some of them were afraid of him. Others wanted to assassinate him because he might kill them when he wakes up.

After all, Folan had only come to this village three times in his life. That's why people here don't know him and don't remember his face.

But Chief is an exception, he has known Folan since he was kid.

It went on like this for three full days, and then finally...

Folan woke up from his coma.

The first thing Folan notices is the green roof color, but why does the roof look like rubber?

After a few seconds, he realizes that he is not in his house, and that this is just a tent, not a house.

His throat was completely dry, and when he saw the bottle of water next to him, he felt a little happy.

"How can just water make someone so happy like this?"

Folan didn't stop drinking water until he emptied the bottle.

After he removed the bottle from his mouth, Folan noticed that he had bandages on his hands.

He tried to think a little about why he had these bandages on his hand. Then the memories started flowing into his head.

It wasn't easy to comprehend all this, Folan looked up and said;

"So it wasn't a dream."

Folan felt that his stomach was completely empty, but there was no food in that tent.

He stood up and headed outside the tent.

it's True that it wasn't his village, but he felt happy to see people walking, talking and breathing.

"At least this village is fine."