Marvel: Starts with a Zanpakuto

The man settled down in the town.

No one knew where he came from, just from the few words of old John, he learned that he was lost in the forest, washed by mudslides into a mountain stream, and then lost his memory.

Old John, the elder in the village, gave the man a new name 'Luka', which translated from Old Norse means 'the lucky man blessed by the gods'.

In fact, men are indeed lucky.

In that kind of extreme rainstorm weather, and another disaster like a mudslide, to be able to survive intact, to a certain extent, it is already a very lucky thing.

In a remote town, the villagers are kind and simple, showing great tolerance and kindness towards this unfortunate foreign man. They brought out dried fish and aged mead to entertain the man.

Although the man looks thin, he has a lot of strength. He can easily carry a hundred kilograms of things, especially logging, which is easy to capture. Four or five people can hug such a thick tree. He only needs two or three axes. Can cut down.

On the one hand, it was to repay the kindness of old John for accepting and saving his life, and on the other hand, to avoid the behavior of free food. After discovering his talent, the man volunteered to help the villagers in the whole town and undertake the work of logging and chopping firewood.

Therefore, the firewood for the winter in the town basically fell on the man. Occasionally, he would follow other young men to go hunting or fishing in the mountains, and his life was quite fulfilling.

Just like that, the days passed by.

Soon, it had been three months since he came to the town. During this period, he got along with the villagers, especially Old John's granddaughter. Yvette seemed to like him very much, and often followed him and chatted like a follower.

"Luca~Luca~"

On a small road in the mountains, Yvette ran over and shouted happily, "Grandpa said that two days are the fire festival, I want you to go back early, don't delay too late!"

boom--

The man let out a deep breath, then clenched the wooden handle of the axe in his hand, and suddenly swung a sharp arc. The axe blade easily split the tree trunk and fell down a huge tree surrounded by several people.

"understood......"

The man glanced back at Yvette and said helplessly: "The mountain is so dangerous, so don't come alone. What if you encounter a bear?"

Although it is still winter, most bears are hibernating, but there are still a few bears who wake up from hibernation to hunt.

Don't think that in winter, bears really sleep for a few months, and they will still come out, but only very rarely.

"I'm not afraid~"

Yvette walked over with a smile, tangled her **** together, tilted her head and smiled: "Besides, if I meet a bear, Luca will definitely protect me!"

"I can't beat a bear."

The man smiled helplessly, rubbed the girl's hair indulgently, and said, "Don't run into the mountains alone in the future. If you do encounter a bear, I won't be able to save you in time."

"Liar!"

Yvette stared with big eyes and bulged her cheeks like a cute puffer fish: "I heard Vader and the others say, you hunted a brown bear alone last time, they called you Odin's warrior ."

"It was just an accident that time..."

The man was even more helpless, and said, "And don't listen to their nonsense, it's just a coincidence to drive it away. After all, I'm just an ordinary person, how can I hunt and kill a brown bear."

He is very clear about the little girl's mind, it is nothing more than a plot of worship, staying in a mountain isolated from the world, suddenly seeing an outsider, it is easy to feel dependent, and he can only choose to stay away.

"I do not believe!"

Yvette didn't believe it at all, she held the man's forearm affectionately, and said with a smile: "Luca is the most powerful. Grandpa said you are very strong."

"Yvette, I'm about to chop wood, you wait for me first." The man shook his head with a wry smile, excused himself to break free of the girl, and then picked up the axe, ready to split the felled trees.

Yvette sat obediently on the side, quietly waiting for the man to finish chopping the firewood, with her green eyes, beautiful like a clear spring in the mountains, staring straight at the man.

Old John's axe is not very sharp, and even because it was not sharpened when he went out today, the rusted edge looks a little dull, but even such an axe, in the hands of this man, is like a magic weapon, easily and easily. The tree trunk was cut off, and then three times two by two, several hundred kilograms of firewood were split.

The size of each of these firewoods seems to have been accurately measured, and they are piled up to a height of several meters. Ordinary people have a headache when they look at them.

However, to a man, the weight of several hundred kilograms is nothing. After tying up the firewood with a rope, he lightly lifted it with one hand and resisted it behind his back.

"Okay, let's go."

The man carried a pile of firewood that was taller than him, and said to the little girl, "If you don't go back, it's time for old John to come to you later."

"No~ Grandpa knows I'm coming for you." Yvette jumped over, hugged the man's arm affectionately, stuck out half of her pink tongue, and said cutely, "Luca, the way down the mountain is not easy. Let's go, can you hold me!"

The man looked helpless. Although he saw through the girl's tricks, he couldn't directly refuse. He could only hold the girl's little hand and instructed: "Follow me on the road, be careful."

When the two returned to the town, the sky was getting dark.

Old John was at the head of the village, and when he saw the two returning, the smile that had just bloomed on his face suddenly stiffened, and his eyes fell on the hand held by Yvette and Luca.

"Grandpa~ we're back!"

Yvette ran over happily, threw herself into the arms of the old man, and then a pair of beautiful big eyes flashed with admiration and joy: "Grandpa, you don't know, Luca is really amazing, he shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! In two clicks, a big tree was cut down!"

"Hehe, grandpa knows~"

There was a trace of worry in Old John's eyes, but he concealed it very well. He raised his hand and rubbed his granddaughter's blonde hair, and said with a smile, "The Wesson family next door wants to make mead, so I want you to come and help."

"Mmmm~ I'll go right now!"

When Yvette heard the mead, her eyes lit up, her face was flushed red, as if she had smeared rouge, she shyly and quietly glanced at the man, then pursed her mouth and chuckled, and ran on tiptoes. .

Fire Festival has a tradition.

A woman offers a honey-brewed wine to a man she loves, and invites him to dance a dance in front of the bonfire, so that she can get the blessing of the **** Odin and live happily ever after.

Seeing the girl run away, Old John was silent for a while, came to the man, patted him on the shoulder, and said earnestly, "Yvette is my granddaughter, and I watched her grow up."

"She is like an angel, pure, beautiful, and kind. I just want her to be safe, live a healthy life, and not be involved in any danger. Can you understand what I mean?"

"I understand." The man nodded silently.

"I don't know your past."

Old John looked at the man deeply and said, "But I can be sure that your past is not simple, and my intuition tells me... It will be very dangerous if you are involved."

"Don't worry...Old John~www.NovelMTL.com~ The man's eyes were full of loneliness, he nodded and said: "I won't let you get involved in danger, Yvette...is a Good boy, I only think of her as my sister. "

"I see."

Old John sighed and said, "When the Fire Festival is over, the weather will get warmer, and when the snow melts, you... just leave here."

"Ok......"

The man nodded.

"Sorry......"

Old John looked at the man guiltily, and sighed, "You can be...my selfishness."

"no need to say sorry."

The man grinned and said, "If you hadn't saved me, I'm afraid I'd be dead now. If I just leave, I can repay your kindness, which is perfect for me."