Loopbound Death Reversal Chapter 9: Chapter 08: Victory of the People

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Chapter 08: Victory of the People A note from Bragi Fire please leave some comments so that I could gauge the reaction for the story While Henrik is fighting with the soldier, someone who is hiding among the body look toward the fight “Henrik!” he thought to himself. He is a young man. Miklos. Miklos is a son of a miner. He knows Henrik. Know is a strong word. It is more like he had seen him in the village and know of him Young people make trouble and they have their own clique. And Henrik lives near the castle. A settlement just outside of the castle Henrik and Miklos come from the village of Matra. Around Matra there is a small mining village called Feketehegy (will now be called Black Hill) That is where he and his father lived. Near the Black Hill, just behind those hills and mines. It’s not marked on royal maps and under the supervision of the lords and ladies of the court that rules this land. This is common. Maps change a lot and it depends on the nobles that lives in those lands. And nobles itself changes. When a more powerful nobles come, it is not like the other nobles before him would help them get to know the land if they are not related. And even if they are related, these nobles are not exactly a generous bunch Of course, at that time, Miklos did not understand all of this, nor does he understand the intrigues of high court All he knew was that small little world he called home. He knows the smell of the soot, ash and the ground He knew the sound of hammering and smashing. This is his little world. The people in his world carved silver and copper, mine all of this for those great nobles and lords and ladies of the realm. The land around the Black Hill is thin and rocky. And farming alone could not sustain the people, so most men there worked in the mines cut into the hillsides. Among them was his father, Istvan Miklos lived a harsh life. His mother died of the cold when he was six. And his younger brother die of the same cold. And since then, he has been helping his father. By the age of twelve, he was descending into the shaft with his father. He was useful. He could crawl where other men could not. And he learned to swing a hammer, how to use a pickaxe, how to learn the sound of the earth that other does not know how to differentiate. Miklos position in the rebel army is a tracker and a spotter. He could track horses and enemy scouts, and he could hear the sound of the rushing of the horses before the horses could even come. All of this had to do with his own innate talent when he was a child. People like them, they also hunt. The mines are close to forest and there is elks, and deer and boars and those who are brave could get their fill during the few times the nobles allowed them to hunt. Of course, there is also illegal poaching which Miklos had once participated in during those few winters where there is no food. As for his childhood, while the world itself is harsh towards him, he is lucky that his family, his one and only family does care about him His father is a good man. He scolds and he hits, but Miklos knows he cares about him and there is nothing that he would not do for his son. The only reason Miklos found out about illegal poaching job is because his father did it a few times to put food on the table. After mining he even had the energy to hunt. And he never complained about that to him. Miklos knew how lucky he was because he saw fathers who treat their son like cattle onn the farm and some even abuse their sons Of course, in this world, things have its balance. Those who abused their sons, would one day get abused back by their sons He had seen it As for his father endured many things that others could not. He remembers his father always said the Earth feed them if they bleed for it. And while life was tough, it was not impossible. Those years passes quickly and then things changed the taxes grew heavier by the year. It all began when the local lord Baron Lazlo Varkonyi demanded more coin. Thou