Primitive Man

Chapter 155: Bullies

"Come on, little ones!" Garnt called out, his voice echoing through the square. His three kids, Aran, Mera, and Guni, rushed out of the main house-like entrance, their eyes wide with excitement, while Ayra went to call her other sisters on the orders of their husband.

The patriarch square buzzed with activity, surrounded by walls that divided the village. There were only five or six families living in that area with Garnt, and all of them were families of the important people that the village assigned as their new leaders in different sectors. All the other buildings were important buildings like the armoury and important buildings that the village considered to be the most important.

The square's surroundings were a mix of stone and wood, creating a unique blend of prehistoric charm and contemporary living. Stone pathways crisscrossed the square, leading to various cave dwellings like structures.

Garnt wanted to keep the core idea of who they were, so all the buildings looked and felt like prehistoric, but the materials and functions they provided were all modern.

[I know you don't like the class system, but sooner or later we need to establish that, otherwise, people would try to overstep their boundaries.]

Garnt heard the familiar voice in his head, and he just closed his eyes seeing the image of a blond woman.

"Eva, are you proud of all this? Do you like what I have become after all these years?" Garnt asked looking at his own kids and feeling nostalgic about when he first met one of the most important women in his life.

[Baby! I have been with you for so many years now and supported whole throughout the years. You're like a dear son to me now. Of course, I am proud of you. Our relationship is not what it used to be, and you know that.]

Garnt laughed at her words, left the house, and hoped to collect some clothes for the kids before they prepared for the party.

Meanwhile, outside the main square, neighbours greeted each other as they tended to their daily chores, some tending to their new gardens, while others prepared tools for the day's work. The village-like atmosphere was a harmonious blend of simplicity and modernity.

Garnt adjusted his makeshift leather vest, a staple in their village-style wardrobe, and smiled at his children. "Today's the day I teach all three of you how to swim and fish! So get ready, we are going to have lots of fun."

The kids cheered, their eyes sparkling with anticipation knowing it would be the best day of their lives.

As Garnt and his children approached the entrance of the patriarch square, he noticed the two women kneeling on the ground, their faces filled with remorse. Behind them stood two kids, tears streaming down their cheeks.

Guni immediately recognized them as the bullies who had harassed her brother earlier. She tugged at Garnt's sleeve, her eyes ablaze with determination.

"Father, those are the bullies! They were picking on Aran," Guni exclaimed, pointing towards the two women and their children.

After all the annoying things he had to deal with, Garnt still accompanied by his children, made his way through the bustling village. The people greeted him with warm smiles and respectful nods, recognizing the hero and leader of their community. First on his list was the tailor shop, where the villagers crafted beautiful garments.

As Garnt stepped into the tailor shop, the air was filled with the scent of fabric and the hum of sewing machines. The shopkeeper, a skilled artisan woman in her twenties, approached with a bow. "Patriarch Garnt, what an honour! How may we serve you today?"

Garnt immediately recognized her; she used to be a student of his mother, and he could confidently assert that she was the best when it came to tasks like making clothes.

Garnt smiled, "I need swimming attire for my children. Something comfortable and fitting for a day of fun by the river."

The tailor's eyes widened with excitement. "Of course, Patriarch! We have the finest selection." Garnt began to choose swimming clothes for each of his kids. Aran received a sleek swimming trunk, while Guni and her sister got stylish middle-school girl-like swimming outfits.

Guni blushed as she tried on her new swimwear, and Garnt couldn't help but express his admiration. "You both look cute!" He started to act more and more like a doting parent. "Ahhh~ I can't believe my kids are this cute, don't you think tailor girl?"

The woman who was not second to Garnt also joined him and started to compliment the kids causing Eva, who was watching this interaction to sigh.

[How the tables have turned! I can't believe this kid is actually a father now.]

She commented on what she witnessed.

"Now, let's visit the meat vendor. I heard there's a special cut of bear meat they have for today." Knowing it won't be good to shop for too long, Garnt suggested.

The meat vendor's stall was a fragrant haven of spices and grilled meats. The vendor beamed at Garnt's arrival. "Patriarch, what a pleasure! What can I get for you today?"

Garnt pointed at a particular cut. "I heard this is exceptional. Enough for a feast by the river."

The vendor happily prepared the order, and the villagers gathered around, expressing their gratitude to Garnt for his leadership. After a few more stops at various shops, Garnt had everything needed for a perfect day.

Carrying the goods, Garnt and his children made their way to a private riverbank, reserved for special occasions. The river sparkled under the sunlight, and a gentle breeze rustled the leaves. Garnt spread out a blanket, and the children eagerly helped set up for the party.

As the day unfolded, the riverbank transformed into a lively scene.

"Everything is ready, and let's wait for others now!" It was a moment that Garnt wanted to cherish in his life, after all, he was with his family.