Chapter 30 - 29
Lumberling exhaled and sat back, lost in thought.
"My progress has slowed down a lot," he muttered. "Training multiple skills at once isn’t sustainable if I want to grow quickly. I’ll have to narrow it down—Pikeman’s Art and Concealment. Especially the latter. That’ll be my focus moving forward."
Lumberling reviewed his plans in silence, setting a clear goal:
He would level up his Concealment skill before the year ended.
With that in mind, he got out of bed and prepared for the day. A few minutes later, he stepped out of his room—only to find the old man and Jen waiting outside.
"Good mor—"
He was about to greet them when, suddenly, both dropped to their knees.
"We pledge our allegiance to the Lord," they said in unison.
Even the little girl was kneeling properly, her expression serious despite her youthful face. It was clear the old man had made his decision the night before—and had taken the time to teach his granddaughter proper etiquette.
"May we know the name of our Lord?" the old man asked.
"Raise your heads," Lumberling said calmly.