Prologue
It's been three years since I went to Japan, and since then, I've come back to visit. I've moved to Dragons' Edge, where my parents and their friends used to live before Dad became Chief of Berk.
In the past three years, I've visited the Arabian Empire, went to Korea and China with a few merchants Ichigo knows, been captured by the Celts as a prisoner of war since some Viking tribes and the Celts are at war. I've also learned the Celts' language and customs. I escaped the Celts after six months. Two months later, I found a tribe that lives not too far away from Dragons' Edge on another island. They're called the Meatheads, and there are many children that live there.
That got me thinking: Since usually what I can do involves riding Toothless, studying the Koreans' language, writing books, and raising my crops, I figured that I could use a change of pace.
What better way to do so than by teaching the kids about dragons, farming, and the other cultures I've encountered? Especially those of the Celts.
I've been doing this for about four months. Things have been going very smoothly.
That is, until one of the Meatheads finds out what I've been doing.