Chapter 2

The trip to Manton Village takes five full days if you use a vehicle. Herbert who is in his thirties becomes the leader of the trip. He was entrusted with protecting the safety of the other four people who were in the horse-drawn carriage. Herbert spurred his horse very slowly while watching both sides of the road.

The area they passed through was a vast forest. If they don't know the terrain, their lives could be threatened, either by attacks by thieves or attacks by wild animals. Brockley could be heard crying inside, while Riley had been trying to keep him quiet.

Afternoon.

The Omra Empire's war troop had already arrived at the southeast end of Arbilis Village. Their War General brought seven hundred troops, consisting of five hundred infantry, one hundred cavalry, and one hundred archers.

Meanwhile, the troops from Arbilis Village had also arrived earlier. Fifty women were assigned as archers, while three hundred men as troops wielding swords and spears.

If you look at the number, quality, and experience of fighting, it is clear that the troops led by Avraam will lose. However, it is well known that quantity and quality are not the determining parameters for a victory. Sincerity and determination is a big capital.

“You are our General, Avraam!” shouted one of the soldiers who was ready with his sword.

Avraam drew his sword from its scabbard, then raised it to the sky and said sternly, “Dare troops! Rest assured, we will beat them! We are fighting for the village and common prosperity!”

Screams shook the sky of Arbilis.

Avraam knew the conditions around these hills. He ordered the women to hide behind the hills on the left and right, divided into two troops, led by one commander each.

Avraam's strategy is really good. His archers succeeded in killing many of the enemy cavalry. While the infantry managed to beat back the enemy troops so that many of them threw themselves into the river. Even with makeshift troops and equipment, Avraam fought not only using techniques, but he used war tactics taught by his late father.

The fierce battle did not last until the afternoon, because unexpectedly, Avraam's troops succeeded in eliminating many enemies. Incredibly, with his own sword, Avraam managed to decapitate Warlord Omra. When the enemy warlord died, that's when Omra's troops surrendered.

After the first battle, most of the tribal chiefs immediately appointed Avraam as the first King although there were a few who refused. On this day Avraam officially became King, and in accordance with the spirit of glory of all the people of Arbilis Village, Avraam was given the title King of Glora 1.

Avraam is paraded around the village letting everyone know that he is the First King of Glora. From this day on, the name of their place was changed to Gloriston, a land of wealth and glory. Avraam then formed and ran a structured and coordinated monarchy system, by appointing several people to run the wheels of his kingdom. Apart from being a king, he also remains a Warlord if the kingdom is attacked again by enemies. As time went on, Avraam continued to strengthen all sides of the empire, especially in the military field.

There was another month-long rebellion by supporters of the former Village Chief to ask Avraam to relinquish the kingship. Even so, Avraam and those loyal to him were able to resolve the internal conflict, by appointing the former village head as one of the royal advisers, and placing several of them who had competence in managing the kingdom.

Once in his palace, King Avraam said to his wife, “We must quickly find Brockley. We haven't seen him in a month."

Megan nodded sadly. "I miss my son. Husband, hurry up and send your troops to immediately meet Herbert and tell them all to go home."

"Yeah, we should get him back soon. It's been one month since our country has been in a safe situation. There is also no sign that the Omra Empire will launch a counterattack.”

"I can't wait to see him," Megan said, her eyes welling up with tears.

King Avraam finally sent dozens of people to Manton Village to give this information to Herbert.

***

In Manton Village, an old hut in the middle of the forest and away from the crowds. Herbert bought the old hut for two gold pieces. One gold coin is equivalent to a thousand dollars. It is there that they live their daily lives with various kinds of activities.

Brockley's crying and whimpering broke out when he had not breastfed for more than three hours.

Riley Royse picked her up and comforted her. “Yara's mother was looking for vegetables and fruit with Lothar's brother. Wait a minute, son!” whispered Riley in a very soft voice. The teenager kept trying to silence the crying baby who was so cute.

Herbert wasn't home. In the morning, Herbert usually hunts or fishes to find lunch. Because the distance to the market is quite far, he only goes to the market once a week. He was given fifty pieces of gold and two hundred pieces of silver by Avraam for their living expenses.

Brockley couldn't stay still. The tears are getting bigger. If Riley could breastfeed, of course she would breastfeed Brockley. She had considered Brockley like his own son. She repeatedly kissed Brockley's cheek which was very adorable.

"Honey... be patient."

When he was ten years old, Riley left his house because he didn't feel comfortable, and finally he was met by Megan and invited to live together in his house. Megan is a well-off person so she can provide a living for Riley. Because they are so close, Megan, who is ten years older, has treated Riley like a little sister.

Until finally Megan married Avraam, Riley was still left under the same roof with them. Riley, who was still a child, received his primary education at a college owned by Avraam's relatives. Despite being separated from the supervision of her biological parents, Riley still grows into a smart and mature woman.

Early in the morning, Riley stood at the doorway, hoping Yara would come home soon.

Not long after, Yara came home with little Lothar in her arms. She immediately put Lothar down and immediately nursed Brockley.

Brockley stopped whining when his mouth was sucking milk from Yara.

"Starting tomorrow, I will stock up on breast milk in a cup before leaving, I'm afraid I'll be home too long like this."

Riley smiled with a sigh of relief when she saw Brockley so engrossed in it. "Yes, it should be like that, Sis. Sometimes, after just an hour of being breastfed, he is already crying again.” Then Riley stroked Brockley's hair which he had just shaved a few days ago.

"My handsome son..." Riley said then continued to kiss Brockley's smooth cheek.