Transcendent Dawn

In a blink of an eye.

Jupiter is nine years old.

Since he was seven years old, he has to follow his father Herac for arduous training every day, whether it is cold or hot.

Although Herac had a vague premonition when he saw the reduction in the soldiers' income, this did not prevent him from passing on his combat experience and knowledge to Jupiter.

After all, this world is still very barbaric, and only the strong can survive.

In the entire city and the kingdom, patriarchy is supreme and power is respected, which fully illustrates this point.

However, Herac was a smart man after all.

He prepared generous gifts and invited a scholar as a teacher for little Jupiter, that is, Mr. Turing who lived next door to his house.

"teacher!"

Before dawn, Jupiter got up, went to the next door, and waited in front of Sulu's door.

After an unknown amount of time, the door opened with a creak, and Martha's face appeared: "Poor little guy..."

She quickly carried Jupiter inside and brought him a glass of goat milk.

At this time, Sulu had already woken up and was eating breakfast leisurely.

"teacher!"

Jupiter came to Sulu respectfully.

"Well... you've almost learned the Common Language of the Hormon Kingdom, next... let's learn the Orcish language in the north, which can be regarded as a variant of the Common Language of Hormon, there are many similarities..."

Sulu said leisurely.

Jupiter's little face was full of bitterness.

Learning the common language has already made him very strenuous, and the orc language is even more challenging to pronounce in the throat.

"Teacher...why do I have to learn so many languages?"

If my own father,

He absolutely didn't dare to ask, otherwise the cane would be knocked down after a meal.

But Mr. Turing was very kind and didn't hit him once, so Jupiter gradually became more courageous.

"Ha ha……"

Sulu smiled and rubbed Jupiter's head: "It's always useful to learn another language... In case one day, you go to the battlefield to fight the orcs, if you can't beat them, you can beg for mercy!"

"I am a brave warrior, and I will not do shameful things!"

Jupiter rolled his eyes: "There are also orcs... aren't they far away?"

"Perhaps...they used to be very far away, but even the heroes of the previous generation would not have thought about the multiplication of population, the expansion of land, and the changes in the situation hundreds of years later... let alone tens of millions of years."

Sulu smiled.

Seeing the ignorant Jupiter, he said again: "Actually... the language contains real power! For example, the Zerg's 'Vomong' is a mysterious language..."

"Teacher, can you teach me 'Womong language'?" Jupiter's eyes lit up.

"I haven't learned how to walk yet, why learn to run? After listening to the class today, continue to study!"

Sulu pointed to his study.

"Oh!" Jupiter's little head immediately shrugged.

He felt that although the teacher was smart, he was too lazy. He only taught him the most basic grammar and language every time, and he had to read the rest by himself.

However, Mr. Turing is already the smartest person in the entire city-state, and he also controls the paper-making workshop that makes a lot of money.

Jupiter sucked his fingers and stared at Sulu helplessly: "Teacher... I don't want to..."

"Ahem...Since you are looking at me so sincerely."

Sulu coughed: "Let's take the exam later!"

"ah?!"

Jupiter looked terrified.

"Haha... If you can satisfy me, I will teach you how to become a superstring warrior!" Sulu said with a smile.

"Become... a superstring warrior?"

Jupiter's eyes lit up: "Becoming a hero? Isn't that a method only the guardian knights know?"

"Reading more books is always beneficial, I know." Sulu pointed to his nose: "So...do you want to be a 'hero'?"

"Um!"

Jupiter nodded vigorously.

...

In the afternoon, when Jupiter returned home, he felt something was wrong with the atmosphere.

Father Herac sat on the wooden table, pressing his right hand to his forehead, while mother Span comforted him.

Even the two older sisters who were married to a butcher and a livestock dealer returned home.

"What happened?"

He whispered to himself, but didn't dare to ask more questions.

"Bring wine..."

Herac put down his palm and said in a low voice, "I'm a veteran of the city-state, and they actually fired me? I'm good at all kinds of fighting and killing skills... Those damn city officials..."

"But...there is no war anymore..."

Spann said softly.

"Woman go away!" Herac cursed, raising the flagon and swigging.

Spann could only hug and cry with his two daughters.

This scene left a deep impression on Jupiter.

Although he still doesn't understand what unemployment is, he already has a vague feeling.

My family seems to be going through a new round of changes.

...

"A city that is developing needs soldiers to maintain law and order, block dangers in the wild, and be ready to fight at all times... But when the city is reclaimed, the surrounding land becomes mature, and there is no war, only a certain number of soldiers will be retained. Dismissing veterans is nothing more than a normal thing..."

Sulu looked at this scene thoughtfully.

Herac is a professional soldier and has a fixed salary from the city-state every twenty solar days.

Of course, this is not the real source of income for professional soldiers. The way they make money, what they capture in wars, and the spoils they share.

If there are slaves, it will be even more profitable.

However, there are not many opportunities for Herac to make a fortune, and he has no savings. Once he loses his job, it will be terrible.

After all, he is already middle-aged and has lost his youthful vigor.

Looking at this scene, Jupiter was equally sad. He didn't even say that he passed the exam and that the teacher was willing to teach him the way of being a hero.

At this time, Sulu walked in: "Herak, my friend!"

"Turing, I'm so sorry..."

Spann greeted him with an apologetic face.

"No... I just have something to do."

Sulu sat down at the long table and said: "When I sell my paper to other cities, I will always encounter various troubles on the road. I want to hire an escort for the convoy, Herac , are you interested?"

"What?"

Herac came alive immediately.

He was just trying to drown his worries with wine just now. The wines of this era don't have much alcohol at all, let alone getting drunk.

"Yes... I am going to hire some veterans as mercenaries."

Sulu inspired: "It's not that you are useless if you lose your job. At least you can become adventurers, that is, people who undertake various tasks and solve various troubles for citizens, and get paid for it!"

Herac's eyes lit up when he heard it: "Turing... my friend, you are indeed a wise person, thank you for your proposal!"