As always, I went to the rocky slopes to get away from my tribe to practice a little, my wooden handle was in my hand, and I was shining around in powerful, fast and soft movements around the blade.

Until I suddenly heard the sound of someone's steps, my eyebrows frowned and stared at the sound. One of the sons of the tribe

"We found something!! You need to see this!! A broken boat that is not our tribe."

I narrow my eyes... Could the enemy be? Stranger? Our island is protected by the gods so who has been able to get here.

"Where?"

He points at the south. I didn't wait and rush out, straight to the south coast.