CHAPTER: 1
GALIA GHAMURANT
"¡Damn bug, show up!"
Galia, that name given to a little sword lover from the beast family of Ghamurant; Redial family of the famous race known as Beast People boasted for possessing a worthy renown of their people in the spectacular handling of fencing skills they exercise in the fiddling of the sword, especially the Ghamurant family, who carries as a trophy the supreme control under the swordsmen.
Swords that have a formidable size and an exorbitant weight within that whose enormous size, adding those unique and formidable characteristics of the beast people, their appearances. Tails and ears, just like those of a feline or any animal, enhanced senses for the natural environment and hunting, just like a wild beast with a consciousness not only dedicated to survival.
If not, adding a coherence, intelligence and protection of human innovation. After all, this race does not lose so much similarity to that of the human race in the section of the physical appearance, of course, except those characteristics of animal and forces, as well as superhuman resistances along with those senses better adapted for any environment.
The Ghamurant family belongs to the third of the beast families with the title of being the school that is in charge of spreading the teachings of the technical practices of the sword style:
The sword of a thousand tons.
Thus the territory of the beast is divided into three families, each family responsible for spreading this knowledge given by their own schools in the sphere of the sword that they have developed over generations.
There are three types of styles with the sword, each style having its own techniques and teachings of each training adapted to the style that is exercised to execute without shame the techniques that can be learned in the course of practice and teaching.
Not for nothing the race of beast people is also known to him for that great passion they possess for the sword and Gaul, of course, was no exception.
"Ughh... I need a break urgently".
This is Galia Ghamurant, the granddaughter of the legendary Wooden Tajo he first-born chief of the Ghamurant house. Little Galia, hours before, was in her grandfather's room.
This, calmly, drank a cup of hot tea where, inadvertently, burned his lips by the sudden interruption of his granddaughter, who came to ask him a request of utmost importance, that he teach him how to handle a sword in the way he does it.
His enthusiasm was looked at as fiery stars drawn on the pupils of both eyes of little Ghamurant, as an effect of that ardent enthusiasm, his grandfather could not refuse at the request of his adorable granddaughter.
However, it would not be so easy to obtain his arduous training, with which he embarked into the depths of the forest of the house of Ghamurant in the task of catching and finishing an eight-legged beast with a spider appearance, with the consequence of taking as proof three of those eight legs with which the unclean beast has and thus giving as completed the task imposed by his grandfather to give as official beginning to his training.
However, it has been many hours that Galia was in the forest, searching for every corner of this immense territory, and to his misfortune, in all those hours of exhausting search, that bug never made a mere sign of presence, thing that annoyed Galia greatly.
"¡Tch!"
With no other choice, the little one chose to go a little deeper into the confines of the forest where, during the journey, she met various creatures, but none was especially what she was looking for, these creatures were harmless; yet this was of no importance to Galia, and it was not long before they experienced the cold sheet of metal grafted on their body skins under the hands of their hand-wielding Galia lethal companion, made of various metals; consists of a small short sword similar to a dagger.
In this way, Galia continued her journey through the forest until she reached the pleasant top of a relatively tiny mountain, considering how huge these are. For Galia the views were surprising; after all, she had very rarely the opportunity to venture alone into the depths of the beast territory and now that this opportunity was presented to her thanks to the task imposed by her grandfather, No doubt she felt like a true adventuress.
Adding to the freshness of the surrounding environment, in effect, immersed Galia's body in a strange but warm tranquility of inner peace, resulting in comfortable and enjoyable.
¡POF!
Accordingly, the body of Galia gave in to sudden comfort, falling on his back on the immense green grass that forms the mountain, legs, arms and hands spread out by the herbs, accompanied by a relaxed face to the fresh air that flutters on his slightly opaque blue hair, but which reflects the intensity of his color with those fragile rays of light propped by the sun itself. In the air, a relaxed sigh traveled; Galia looking up at the sky, she thought.
¡Ugh! ¡Thank you very much, grandpa, but at least you could have given me more clues of where the fuck is that damn thing! Besides, so much searching has made me a little hungry... What Aria prepared for me, I've already finished it and I'm not going to eat grass from the forest. ¡ Wahh, I hate you, grandpa!
Little Galia, pleasantly frustrated, was only able to swallow each of those complaints that came out of her silent thought.
After all, she was more than aware that it would be of no use to claim her directly from her grandfather, being the safest thing, choose to joke with her and of course, Galia did not have enough patience to endure and retain the burlesque comments that the old man could give him.
So, with another sigh and her stomach twisting from hunger, Galia recalled the glorious sensation of taste and texture of the holiday; coming out of her common sense, she reflected a subtle drop of drool in the corner of her lips. Turning it into a rather comical scene of little Ghamurant.
The vacalitos are no more than a simple farm animal and large-market cattle, being that its appearance is basically to a modern cow except that the vacalitos have huge eyes and both ears equal to those of a rabbit with its long and fluffy tail like a sheep. Their fur being a pink color and those strange noises they make when hungry.
Their great marketing is due to their tasty taste and how easy it is to raise them to maintain profits and livestock, since these animals feed mainly on the waste of herbs and plants as well as fruits, making them herbivorous and peaceful beings, Although this does not remove the fact that they can all be jokers if it is that they propose.
Galia, who despite being young has been the victim of countless disastrous experiences with these animals in living blood, so much that he asked his father for a favor to get a cow farm.
In order to complete his revenge with each of the family members of these silly and burlesque animals.
After all, they were the ones who gave the letter of permission to the judgment of the extinction of their own people at the moment when one of them dared to eat in front of the noses of Galia its greatest treasure; a bread filled with cream.
Even so, he also did it for a mere whim, because although he does not like to admit it, these animals are certainly delicious, much better if their meat is accompanied by a good juice of manzanita.
Galia's stomach twisted and the expression on her face became clear. He let out another sigh in the air and got back together, placing both legs crossed over the grass and herbs, with half of his body already straight.
His gaze lifted to the blue sky in silence, enjoying once more this relaxed atmosphere; however, as soon as he took a deep breath, those sharpened senses were activated after the surprise of a devastating roar.
"!GYAAAAR!"
Galia was dismayed for a moment, looking from left to right and from right to left for any sign coming from that roaring vandalism, but nothing clear seems to confirm the origin of the noise.
With which, once standing and a couple of stretches before, I choose to look at the cliff of the mountain. Exorbitant number of trees and each different type of fauna.
He was drawn on those golden eyes of the little Ghamurant, exploring a little more the environment with his sight, he came across something interesting, just below his feet, a smile from ear to ear did not take a second to emerge.
"¡Until you deign to appear, you fucking bug!"
His prey finally made presence and Galia knew better than anyone that she did not have to miss this opportunity to finish once and for all the task imposed by the old man.
So, as soon as he mentioned that phrase aloud, he jumped over the cliff.
Both legs and feet were soon to be detached from the grass, being in the middle of a fleet in the air; gravity began to do its work, exerting force on the body of Galia, falling into the void of this wooded area of the territory of the beast people.
During the course of the fall, which was no more than ten seconds, Galia extended her arm, thus taking her precious metal companion. Both hands surrounded the handle of the short sword at the moment of raising the arms, feet stretched out and his radiant smile accompanied by his hair that is dispersed in different directions by the air shock that entails the fall.
Before the last seconds of the fall, the veins of the two arms of Galia were marked by the force that it began to exert at the same instant as a loud roar.
The blade came out of both hands of Galia in the direction of the eight-legged beast. The rumble of the impact traveled through the air together with the force of the impact, the cold metal of the blade sank into the furry skin of the skull of the beast tearing up the entrails of his little evolved brain.
Galia soon struck the ground, even though for her good fortune the fall was cushioned by the branches and leaves of the immense trees in the forest. Among the bushes the young woman made presence again now with branches and leaves all over her celestial hair, approaching the impact zone of her little companion sigh, a relaxed sigh of fatigue.
"¡Ahh, finally fucking! Now I have to take the proof of my victory to grandpa..."
Without further remorse Galia removed the blade from the skull of the already dead beast to instantly go to the side of the spider's body, raised one of the eight legs eh began to cut with the blade on the most fragile area of his skin in this way the young girl beast repeated the same action three times.
The legs were placed neatly on the ground, Galia having in mind that it would be a total laziness to carry all the legs carrying over his arms I chose to improvise a carrier for the back using, branches, leaves and grass lianas tying everything to his back, Once I finished with his primitive backpack totally improvised. One more sigh escaped from his mouth.
"Fiu~ I guess it's time to go back to the old place I hope that Aria has already prepared a good hot bath for me! I'm sure it stinks right now."
With his enthusiasm restored and the courage to show his grandfather that he had finally finished the mission he had given him, he returned home through the forest, where the sunlight began to hide among the mountains of the territory.
The walk did not last too long since Galia preferred to run instead of walking after all his resistance is out of the normal in difference from an ordinary person who would take hours to travel the road for its entirety; standing in front of the doors of the house ghamurant inside opening wide whose door made of wood, the interior of the house is not slow to be drawn letting appreciate a huge open field, flowers. Trees, shrubs and all kinds of plants decorated the way to the front door of the house.
The path to the door was also no exception, with a couple of structures around it that sublimely decorated each step as you entered the open field of the house.
Galia that although she was not physically exhausted but had a mental fatigue, caused by the hunger of calories burned in the forest, Arriving at the front door he exerted strength again, even though this time his sight was covered in its fullness by a pair of female breasts, courtesy of Aria, Galia's personal servant.
"¡Miss, I was so worried about you!"
"A-Aria, this is embarrassing everyone's watching us..."
"¡Hump! It's your fault for leaving without telling me absolutely nothing now face the consequences."
Aria, the personal servant of little Galia who was given to her on her fourth birthday showed such concern for her young lady so, Galia had not even taken into account the people who were in his care at the instant that his grandfather gave him the mission he just left home.
Aria, has been serving his little lady for three years long enough for the two of them to develop a relationship of genuine friendship becoming the most important person for the little young beast.
The people around him who were more employees of the house looked at both in a cute way considering the close that these two were however, during the nice moment, aria suddenly held Galia between both arms in the pure style of a fairy-tale princess.
"¡A-Aria! -N-Nyan!"
Galia, in those moments when she is most embarrassed tends to let shine her more feline side, stuttering and red where from those slightly trembling lips a meow escaped. Aria, who more than anyone in the world knows of this sweet condition of Galia's smile, a smile from ear to ear that even became terrifying.
"Jeje~ My young lady is so pretty! But right now she stinks and needs a bath urgently."
"Ugh... Stop making fun of me, I know I stink, let's just take a bath together and be quiet."
"Jum. jum~ As you command my young lady."
In this way they both plunged into the house Ghamurant with aria taking advantage of each moment to make fun of their young lady.
Aria is a cheerful and well-endowed girl with her torso down, pink hair and flabby reaching up to the buttocks with both eyes in a rosy shade. Being the youngest employee of the house, counting with an age of sixteen basically a first-time adult in full sentence.
On his first arrival at the house Ghamurant aria was not mainly distinguished by his skills in household tasks and this was quite bad for so if you wash a couple of dishes despite that mishap, It turned out differently with Galia that from the beginning he got along strangely well with her, after all both had the same passion, the sword.
"¿Hey aria-nyan, is grandpa home yet?"
"Uhmm... I think I saw you at the ladies' bar a few hours ago when I went out shopping ¿Why the question, miss?"
"¡Tch! That fucking old pervert, anyway, whatever."
Galia without warning is thrown against a totally naked aria, her face submerged among those huge magumbos of the young maid.
After their meeting at the main entrance of the house, aria prepared a hot bath for both, since time that the two women did not take baths together; the first time was something shameful for Galia but over time this is even accustomed, he took some liberties with the body of aria at his disposal. This in the place of embarrassment to aria was fun, watching his young lady rolling over her body reminded him of a cute kitten looking for pampering from its owner.
The bath ended after minutes, Galia already dressed in a beautiful one-piece dress with her feet in the air sitting on top of a wooden seat in front of a huge mirror that reflects her image and that of aria which delicately combed the blue hair of Galia.
The night that fell on the Ghamurant house hours ago illuminating the surrounding with the lights set by the lamps of the same banks of the house, Galia now relaxed by her hot bath along with aria peeked over her room remembering that she had to find her grandfather and confirm the mission once she stumbled on the legs of the spider beast in one of the corners of the room however, the instant that Galia was about to get up once aria had finished combing her hair the door of the room was opened with a surprise blow, alerting both of them who looked in the direction of the door.
"¡Good night my dear granddaughter!"
The face of Galia spread wide as he looked at it without hesitation began a race through the room to leap at his grandfather with outstretched arms.
"¡Grandpa!"
Even if to everyone's surprise an embrace never arrived, quite the contrary, a direct blow in the old man's stomach, Aria opened her eyes wide with her left hand covering her expression of surprise; Galia's left leg sinking into the guts of his grandfather who came out shot against the wall of the room.
The blows did not stop there, Galia in the instant that kick hit approached the collapsed body of his grandfather to kick him immunerable times among many of his complaints.
"¡Damn old man until you deigns to appear!"
The blows were not dealt with greater force beyond creating a couple of barely noticeable bruises, Galia was stopped by aria that I look at the rather comical scene at last and end it wasn't the first time that something like this happened even if you stop a moment to think about it it seems almost a greeting among the beast people.
In a sigh Aria relaxed to Galia who instantly approached the edge of the room to extend the legs of the mutant spider to his grandfather.
However, before I pay attention to her granddaughter, I do a scene with an aria on my knees and both eyes watering like an abandoned street dog.
"Little Aria... ¡My granddaughter just tried to kill me tell her something!"
Both hands holding each other, pleading with aria that I only look at a complicated expression almost of total disappointment.
"You deserve it, Master Darko, no one in their right mind would send a little girl to kill such a monster."
Galia had to get into the conversation.
"¡Ugh, stop being so overblown old man!"
"Miss, you must speak with respect to your grandfather."
"¿Huh? ¡Are you on my side or his?!"
So, after a fight between aria, darko and Galia things relaxed, darko which is the name of the grandfather of Galia, Coughing a little I clear his throat scratching looking at his bored granddaughter sitting on the legs of air on the bed while she caresses her feline ears that he owns in a relaxed way.
Aria had learned about the mission of Galia at the time when they both had taken their bath even though this had partially forgotten it among the many conversations that had clear, she shows annoyed before her teacher even so, He just watches in silence after everything knows and has in mind that it was something that the same Galia asked him.
On the other hand, Galia was not really upset with her grandfather but beyond the silly act he usually acts, because more than anything, Galia enjoyed being a little rough with his grandfather in the end and be that as it was to him did not care at all, even congratulated him after making those comedic dramas.
Perhaps, they are just a family of crazy with force over human.
Darko, holding the three legs of the spider in his hand, looked at Galia without making an unexpected move.
Stretching the left leg slightly flexed while on his right arm the three legs make perfectly aligned wide above each other, taking a deep breath and channeling force on his right arm executed a movement forward, of a blow the legs were thrown at a surprising speed leaving a hole in the ceiling of Galia's room and debris on the floor while the limbs of that bug were lost in the night sky.
Definitely the Ghamurant family is a crazy family.
"¡I knew you'd make it, my sweet Galia!"
Smiling and his thumb extended, Galia only buff. The night had passed between all those senseless fights and the dream began to hit him hard, the eyelids of his eyes began to fall regularly, his breath relaxed before every caress that aria still gave him in the ears even so, He endured as he could before staring at his grandfather.
"I hope you keep your word. Elder..."
Eh with no more willpower both eyes closed with his body surrendered to sleep. Darko smiled.
He would never forget a promise and much more if the promise had been made by his granddaughter's word, Darko knew it from long ago Galia always showed that interest in the sword even when this was only a mere calf that went out of the bathroom on top.
With which, it was only a matter of time for her to ask you for such a request and she would certainly not disappoint. Ah the young Galia expected a long day next morning.
"Take her to your Aria room, tomorrow I'll fix the roof so they can rest."
"As you command, master".
The room was stripped remaining in a silent aphonia with the hollow of the roof allowing fresh air to enter the room.
Aria soon arrives in her room, tucking her young lady into the sheets before lying next to her and hugging him deeply.
Galia, in this way he took a great step in his life by giving the beginning and the open door for his path with the sword. Galia Ghamurant, the granddaughter of the legendary wood cutter.