Night of the Broken Gliph

Chui Yim pondered hard while munching on his flavourless food. 

A glipher needs a gliphist to tattoo the gliph, but why hasn’t anyone thought of becoming both themselves? Only a glipher knows best what gliphs are suitable for himself, just like how I’m most sure of what kind of weapon I need to forge for myself. 

But looking at Chor Shing Chit’s reaction… Is it some taboo?

Chui Yim shook his head and stopped thinking about it. 

A glipher’s body is a gliph itself. They exert energy through their six chambers and fight with that energy.In the end, it’s very similar to a martial artist, but you need to be physically strong to do so. Being a glipher isn’t the best choice for me, who has a heart deficiency.

So, becoming a gliphist is my only choice…

There’s so much to learn though… The thought of it made Chui Yim’s head hurt.  

Since it was only the first week of school, Chor Shing Chit didn’t really teach them anything important.  

He only introduced them to gliphs, and gave them a head up on what they will be studying for the next six years. 

The weekend came quickly, and now, Chui Yim was paying a coachman to head home. 

“Oh hey, where is this young boy from?” The coachman looked at him in surprise. 

“It’s the weekend, and I want to go home,” Chui Yim answered calmly. It was a simple answer, but his cute appearance had won over the coachman’s heart. “I’ll send you home for free today since you’re cute. Come.” 

“There’s no need to,” Chui Yim said as he took out ten silvers from his pocket. “It’s ten silver taels, right?” 

The coachman was startled but broke out into laughter in no time. “No, it’s only two silver taels.” 

In a daze, Chui Yim got onto the wagon and set off. Isn’t it ten silver taels? I did my research before coming to get a coach. This sissy appearance has its benefits, after all. 

 The hardyhorsewas a hybrid of a horse and gliphic beast. 

It wasn’t as fierce as a gliphic beast but was instead as docile as a horse. 

Because it was a hybrid, it had Light Wind gliphson its hoof, which helped facilitate travelling. A hardyhorse was faster, stronger and better than any ordinary horse. It was incredibly hardy and could travel for the entire day after just a short rest and a meal, giving it its name. 

Due to its ideal traits and easy reproduction, it was now the most common transport in the North and the South.  

Chui Yim’s village wasn’t that far away, just a two-hour-walk away from Southary. Since I only go back on the weekends, it’s worth the money. Moreover, I’m the class captain, so I have more money to spend now. 

Back at home. Chui Tin hummed a song while preparing the meal. 

He might’ve been somewhat harsh on Chui Yim, but he was still his son after all,  the boy he had looked after with all his heart for six years. The thought of his son returning home put a smile on Chui Tin’s face. He couldn’t help but cook a meal for him in advance. Chui Yim’s limited pocket money, the gliph drawings and learning to become a doctor from him was  his way of getting Chui Yim to come back frequently. He didn’t wish to part with Chui Yim for too long. 

Suddenly, he heard a commotion outside his house. 

Chui Tin frowned and put his cookware down, going out to take a look. However, he was thrown off his feet the next second. He could see a hardyhorse coming towards his house and stopping outside of it. 

“Young customer, we’re here!” the coachman laughed. 

A boy amusingly alighted the coach while thanking the coachman politely, “Thank you, Mr coachman. Goodbye!” 

“Hahaha! Such a polite child,” the coachman said and turned to Chui Tin. Seeing that both of them looked alike, he smiled at Chui Tin warmly. “Sir, you're blessed to have such a good kid.” He laughed and left with his coach.

This left Chui Tin dumbfounded and the other villagers discussing this scene while Chui Yim had already swaggered into the house.  

The villagers in Chui Yim’s village rarely go to the city. At most, they only went monthly to buy some necessities and trade their crops. Some haven’t even gone for years. The cheapest transportation available was the hardyhorse, which cost at least ten silver taels for a trip from the city to the village. Most of the villagers were ordinary farmers, and they only earned about ten silver taels a month, so they were naturally unwilling to splurge on the hardyhorse. 

 Chui Yim and Chui Tin sat at the dining table, having their meal together. 

As usual, Chui Yim was wolfing down his food happily. 

This is real food! 

This is what food should taste like!  

Oh my god!  

Chui Yim sighed in satisfaction and cleared everything on the table. He even snatched the piece of fish that Chui Tin just picked up.  

Chui Tin’s eyes twitched slightly. I intended to make him suffer, but why does he look like he’s having a great time?  

Thinking about this, Chui Tin plastered a smile on his face. “How did you have the money to take a hardyhorse back?” 

“Hmph!” Chui Yim snorted, looking at him smugly. You’re trying to mess with me, huh? Where were you when I gained fame back on the Sallow Continent!  

Chui Yim continued to dig into his meal and placed his class captain badge on the table “carelessly”.  “This badge entitled me to free meals,” he shrugged and said. 

Class captain? Chui Tin looked up, unable to believe his eyes. He’s doing so well in school? 

“So a class captain gets to eat for free at school?” Chui Tin probed. 

“Uh-huh,” Chui Yim answered. It was apparent that he was very pleased with himself. 

“Oh.” Chui Tin nodded as he stuffed more rice into his mouth. “So that means you won’t need pocket money for meals anymore, right?” He said while smiling.  

Plop. 

Chui Yim’s chopsticks fell onto the table as he stared at Chui Tin with his mouth open. 

Seeing Chui Yim’s stare, Chui Tin’s smile grew. “Such a good kid. You even know how to save your dad’s money. Come, eat more. Oh, wait… did you have so many free meals at school that you’re too full to eat now?”

Chui Yim pondered hard while munching on his flavourless food. 

A glipher needs a gliphist to tattoo the gliph, but why hasn’t anyone thought of becoming both themselves? Only a glipher knows best what gliphs are suitable for himself, just like how I’m most sure of what kind of weapon I need to forge for myself. 

But looking at Chor Shing Chit’s reaction… Is it some taboo?

Chui Yim shook his head and stopped thinking about it. 

A glipher’s body is a gliph itself. They exert energy through their six chambers and fight with that energy.In the end, it’s very similar to a martial artist, but you need to be physically strong to do so. Being a glipher isn’t the best choice for me, who has a heart deficiency.

So, becoming a gliphist is my only choice…

There’s so much to learn though… The thought of it made Chui Yim’s head hurt.  

Since it was only the first week of school, Chor Shing Chit didn’t really teach them anything important.  

He only introduced them to gliphs, and gave them a head up on what they will be studying for the next six years. 

The weekend came quickly, and now, Chui Yim was paying a coachman to head home. 

“Oh hey, where is this young boy from?” The coachman looked at him in surprise. 

“It’s the weekend, and I want to go home,” Chui Yim answered calmly. It was a simple answer, but his cute appearance had won over the coachman’s heart. “I’ll send you home for free today since you’re cute. Come.” 

“There’s no need to,” Chui Yim said as he took out ten silvers from his pocket. “It’s ten silver taels, right?” 

The coachman was startled but broke out into laughter in no time. “No, it’s only two silver taels.” 

In a daze, Chui Yim got onto the wagon and set off. Isn’t it ten silver taels? I did my research before coming to get a coach. This sissy appearance has its benefits, after all. 

 The hardyhorsewas a hybrid of a horse and gliphic beast. 

It wasn’t as fierce as a gliphic beast but was instead as docile as a horse. 

Because it was a hybrid, it had Light Wind gliphson its hoof, which helped facilitate travelling. A hardyhorse was faster, stronger and better than any ordinary horse. It was incredibly hardy and could travel for the entire day after just a short rest and a meal, giving it its name. 

Due to its ideal traits and easy reproduction, it was now the most common transport in the North and the South.  

Chui Yim’s village wasn’t that far away, just a two-hour-walk away from Southary. Since I only go back on the weekends, it’s worth the money. Moreover, I’m the class captain, so I have more money to spend now. 

Back at home. Chui Tin hummed a song while preparing the meal. 

He might’ve been somewhat harsh on Chui Yim, but he was still his son after all,  the boy he had looked after with all his heart for six years. The thought of his son returning home put a smile on Chui Tin’s face. He couldn’t help but cook a meal for him in advance. Chui Yim’s limited pocket money, the gliph drawings and learning to become a doctor from him was  his way of getting Chui Yim to come back frequently. He didn’t wish to part with Chui Yim for too long. 

Suddenly, he heard a commotion outside his house. 

Chui Tin frowned and put his cookware down, going out to take a look. However, he was thrown off his feet the next second. He could see a hardyhorse coming towards his house and stopping outside of it. 

“Young customer, we’re here!” the coachman laughed. 

A boy amusingly alighted the coach while thanking the coachman politely, “Thank you, Mr coachman. Goodbye!” 

“Hahaha! Such a polite child,” the coachman said and turned to Chui Tin. Seeing that both of them looked alike, he smiled at Chui Tin warmly. “Sir, you're blessed to have such a good kid.” He laughed and left with his coach.

This left Chui Tin dumbfounded and the other villagers discussing this scene while Chui Yim had already swaggered into the house.  

The villagers in Chui Yim’s village rarely go to the city. At most, they only went monthly to buy some necessities and trade their crops. Some haven’t even gone for years. The cheapest transportation available was the hardyhorse, which cost at least ten silver taels for a trip from the city to the village. Most of the villagers were ordinary farmers, and they only earned about ten silver taels a month, so they were naturally unwilling to splurge on the hardyhorse. 

 Chui Yim and Chui Tin sat at the dining table, having their meal together. 

As usual, Chui Yim was wolfing down his food happily. 

This is real food! 

This is what food should taste like!  

Oh my god!  

Chui Yim sighed in satisfaction and cleared everything on the table. He even snatched the piece of fish that Chui Tin just picked up.  

Chui Tin’s eyes twitched slightly. I intended to make him suffer, but why does he look like he’s having a great time?  

Thinking about this, Chui Tin plastered a smile on his face. “How did you have the money to take a hardyhorse back?” 

“Hmph!” Chui Yim snorted, looking at him smugly. You’re trying to mess with me, huh? Where were you when I gained fame back on the Sallow Continent!  

Chui Yim continued to dig into his meal and placed his class captain badge on the table “carelessly”.  “This badge entitled me to free meals,” he shrugged and said. 

Class captain? Chui Tin looked up, unable to believe his eyes. He’s doing so well in school? 

“So a class captain gets to eat for free at school?” Chui Tin probed. 

“Uh-huh,” Chui Yim answered. It was apparent that he was very pleased with himself. 

“Oh.” Chui Tin nodded as he stuffed more rice into his mouth. “So that means you won’t need pocket money for meals anymore, right?” He said while smiling.  

Plop. 

Chui Yim’s chopsticks fell onto the table as he stared at Chui Tin with his mouth open. 

Seeing Chui Yim’s stare, Chui Tin’s smile grew. “Such a good kid. You even know how to save your dad’s money. Come, eat more. Oh, wait… did you have so many free meals at school that you’re too full to eat now?”