Back To the Beginning
The journey begins

Our horse-drawn carriages have been running for tens of kilometers from the borders of the Alps.

The Alpine scenery was already as lost from our view, replaced with a view of vast grasses and a bright blue sky dotted with beautiful clouds. If I looked into the distance, I would see a small village that had thousands of unique lives there.

Noland was busy enjoying the scenery out there, whereas I was busy recording our trip.

Noland once asked me why I keep a record of my life every day.

I replied, I always keep a record of my days because by doing so I will be more and more excited in pursuing my ambitions and dreams.

Why that? because when I write, I will always put my dreams in it. By writing down ambitions and dreams, it will make anyone more eager to achieve it.

Making notes every day is very important.

What about the book? In this era, books have been widely traded, although still quite expensive for my wallet today. However, one book is enough to write a life for a month.

I miss my previous life, because I wrote my life every day through digital media, so I didn't use a piece of paper.

The modern world...

I remember the story of my grandfather in my previous life.

When no one around him cared about writing notes, my grandfather even made notes about what happened.

Many events are fun, horrible, exhilarating, and confusing.

Because my grandfather wrote all that down, all the events that were not documented. That is what makes the record so valuable.

Documentation is very important.

Ah yes! I forgot to give the bracelet given by the villagers to Noland.

"Noland, this is. There is a bracelet given by the residents to us. I've worn it, only you have not," I said while thrusting a number of bracelets.

"Ah so! thanks you! I'll wear it now" replied Noland, taking all the bracelets I gave her.

He tied the bracelets one by one on his wrist.

Noland has three bracelets on his wrist, whereas I have four bracelets.

"... Arthur, if it's not one of those really flashy bracelets on your wrist, it's been around for a long time?" ask her about the bracelet I got from someone first.

I promised not to tell anyone about it, so I tried to cover it up.

"Ah yes..this I got first from someone, I slightly forgot how the story was until I got this.." I replied as I pulled the sleeve of my coat to show it to Noland.

"Ah so.. bracelet is very beautiful yes..."

"Yup. you're right."

I wonder what the girl's life is now.

Has he changed? how is his life now? is he no longer being excommunicated? has he achieved his life goal?

I'm curious about that too.

I hope his life is better than ever.

We promised to meet at the elite academy, didn't we? I hope I can meet him back.

Time passed by, with us always treated to amazing scenery.

When it turned red, we had arrived at the first inn on our trip.

Finally after hours of not setting foot on the ground, Noland and I were finally able to get our boots on the ground.

The air is still the same, it's cold.

Fortunately our bodies have been protected by thick coats and trousers.

As well as with the scarf that Koloman gave me, adding a warm sensation to my body.

We and the coachman began to rest from the exhausting journey, even though we just sat and chatted, but it was very tiring.

The horses rested outside the inn while eating the dried grass that had been prepared.

We booked a room at the inn for one night.

It costs 200 bronze coins, about Rp. 55,000,-

I took out 1 silver coin and 2 copper coins.

The currency in this era was called the "Ducat".

Noland and I entered the room that had been booked.

The room is not too bad, the mattress is also quite soft.

We began to rest and finally fell asleep, waiting for a bright tomorrow.

...****************...

The first day of the journey had passed, it was time to start the second day!

We got out of the inn, and headed for the horse carriage that was ready to start the journey back.

How much does it cost to travel on this horse carriage? I don't know. Wh why? because the cost for this transportation was paid by my mother and the Noland family. Thank you very much!

What about eating and drinking? we had bought it at the inn earlier, there was a kind of canteen that sold food, drinks, clothes, and accessories.

What about a shower? is it not a shower? the question is good, for now we just wash our faces.

For bathing, later this horse carriage will go through the path that there is a river, and we will start bathing there.

On the way, we always chatted with the coachman who was riding this horse carriage.

The coachman was a kind and friendly man. He works very far from his family. He has a wife and two children waiting for his return.

He often told us about his past, his childhood and his teens, he also gave us some advice and life lessons. Among others:

Life is too short to waste that time hating someone.

Life is always changing, sometimes life is happy, sometimes life is painful.

Do not get involved in a problem that does not benefit you.

What a wise man.

Usually the older one gets, the wiser one becomes. Because they have been hit by many problems of life.

"Hey Arthur. I didn't expect Koloman to donate her eyes to you" asked Noland.

"Yes, so am I."

"If it's not wrong... Coloman knew about the donor's eye since then yes." said Noland reminded the event.

When the three of us were playing in the grass area at the mouth of the lake.

"Arthur.. Has your vision improved than before?" asked Coloman asking about my vision.

"Hmm. I can't compare it, maybe there's no change at all" I replied in a disappointed tone.

"Oh, what a pity," said Noland to enliven the conversation.

"Is there anything I can do for your vision?" ask Koloman.

"Of course there is!" answer me with spirit.

"Huh really?!" noland was surprised.

"Then, what can I do?!" ask Koloman with spirit ready to help.

"Give me your eyes..."

"Damn!!!" the voices of my two friends were shocked and frightened.

"...Gave me my eyes...?" tanya Koloman.

"Huh... not giving your eyeballs, but just your cornea.a kind of eye lens is possible." I explained.

"Lenses eyes?" asked Koloman curiously, Noland also seemed curious beside her.

"Yes the lens of the eye that serves to accustom light and focus it to the retina. But you don't have to take it seriously, I won't take your corneas while you're alive. Seeing this beautiful world is still your right."

That's what I said until Coloman found out how to donate his eyes.

You could say I was lost at the time. However, if at that time I did not tell him, maybe at this time my vision was still the same as before.

...****************...

Time passed, not feeling today we will arrive in the city of Monte Rosa, the city that became our first destination to find information in the merchant association.

Today is still day, nature is a little wet because last night and it was raining this morning.

From a distance there is a city with a border wall made of concrete that is ready to protect the city from various events.

The horse carriage stopped in front of the entrance gate, from here it had already seen some people who wanted to enter the city as well.

We say goodbye to the coachman of the horse-drawn carriage, we hope to meet again and make various kinds of trips again.

I've recorded the name of the coachman in my travel notebook.

After saying goodbye, the two of us walked towards the entrance gate to take care of all sorts of necessary.

After taking care of all sorts necessary to enter the city, we were finally able to set foot in that city. The City of Monte Rosa.

Sure enough, we had just walked a few steps, we could already hear the sound of music and the sound of the excitement of people who were dancing.

A city filled with joy and cheer.

All righty! it's time to start our first plan!