Chapter 157: Origin Of The Lenard Family
Lara and her companions reached the village in less than an hour. With a carriage and a strong horse, the journey had been swift, cutting their travel time by more than half. Dressed in men’s clothing, her hair tied in Kane’s signature topknot, she looked every bit the part of the warrior doctor she had become.
As the carriage entered the village, hushed whispers spread like wildfire among the villagers. A carriage, no matter how modest, was an unusual sight, and speculation buzzed through the crowd. Surely, it was headed to the village chief’s house—but when it stopped in front of the Lenard residence, eyes widened in surprise.
In the backyard, the Lenard brothers were diligently practicing the techniques Kane had taught them. They had long since mastered the moves, but discipline kept them training daily. The sudden commotion at the front of the house made them pause. Dropping their stances, they exchanged glances before rushing forward.
As they reached the gate, their breath still heavy from training, their eyes lit up at the sight before them.
"Sir Kane! You’re back!" Abel, Barett, and Cyrus called out in unison, their excitement evident.
Lara, holding Ivy’s small hand, stepped forward, the two boys trailing behind. Then, a thought struck her—she had almost forgotten about Percival and the food she had packed for the Lenards.
"Brother, can you bring down the things I packed?" she asked.
A low grunt came from inside the carriage. At the same time, Sandoz turned on his heel and darted toward it.
"Sister, don’t worry! I’ll help carry them!"
Not wanting to be left behind, Ivan ran after him. "Me too, Sister! I will help!"
Silence.