Chapter 43 (1/2)

In Anakin's memory, Tatooine had no better day than today. Although the warm Gemini sun is still exposed in the sky, it can't burn his skin. Under the breeze, there is no uncomfortable dust in the past; He sped through the crowded streets and alleys of Mos Espa.

Don't be afraid of those vicious star smugglers anymore.

Only when the fresh morning air hit him in the face could he confirm that all this was free; He was far away from voto and its small shop, far away from the unforgettable past.

Only when he passed the pile of simple houses in MOS Espana did he relax his steps and look at it with some sadness; All his friends were there, and they were slaves. Sometimes when some fate had to face happened, he could only look at it sadly.

As long ago, the little girl named 'AMI' and her mother.

Soon Anakin quickened his pace and ran to his house; Shi MI was waiting outside her house. She tied her hair into the back of her head and decorated it with silver metal ornaments. This adds some vivid colors to her. Her dress is usually simple, but she smiles very well today.

”Anakin, slow down!” she said with a smile. ”There's no need to worry about moving.”

”But I'll worry about you if you're here!” Anakin looked at her seriously, with some unspeakable fear in his eyes.

Shi Mi's heart was a little astringent. She pressed his head into her arms and whispered, ”it's okay, everything has passed.” Shi Mi clearly felt his fear. Tatooine's life was not as comfortable as it seemed. Since Anakin realized it, he had a deep fear.

It was the fate of fear of separation and attachment to her.

This fear peaked when he was seven, and they almost lost each other.

”It's all right, Anakin. You have the courage to protect me, don't you?” Shi Mi said softly, trying to figure out his face. ”Go and buy some fruit! I heard your teacher has guests.”

”Well, there are two Jedi warriors with lightsabers hanging around their waists, the one you know.” Anakin jumped down from her arms with expectant eyes. ”Then I'll go first.”

He pulled out his feet and ran, brisk like a young deer. Whenever he met smugglers and mercenaries looking for trouble, he would show the light blade handle around his waist, so that no one would stop him without eyes.

”I want to protect myself and my mother,” Anakin remembered what he said to Chen ang a few weeks ago. ”My strength will protect those cherished and do the right thing.”

”You're good,” Chen ang praised him, and then a terrible beating, ”but you need real strength and, of course, wisdom, otherwise you won't be stupid enough to say these words now!”

Anakin remembered that he was knocked to the ground without resistance. Chen ang held a wooden sword and said to him, ”how capable and how responsible you are, and your sense of responsibility is so great, you must urgently need strength. Now, get up and practice this sword technique three hundred times!”

These trainings are not useless. At least now Anakin is fierce enough to scare off those villains who look for trouble, and his light blade is sharp enough.

But Chen ang said to him, ”you lack murderous spirit.”

Anakin asked him how to be murderous. Chen ang replied, ”when you have a helpless fear and sadness in your heart and an anger that makes you wave a sword for love, you naturally have these. You are not decisive enough, but you still lack some experience.”

”Some experiences that can make you firmly pick up the sword.”

Anakin quickly took the sweet fruit from an old woman. Suddenly, he heard the noise behind him, and even the sound of women crying.

”What's the matter?” Anakin said strangely, with a faint uneasiness in his heart, as if the scene three years ago had reappeared.