"Magus!"

The leader of the bandits cried out in fear. He was a man who had been through many things. He of course knew about the existence of magic, along with those who possessed magic - the Magus.

For a moment, the entire scene became silent. The bandits looked at Kain with extreme caution, and the villagers were filled with surprise.

Is that really Kain?

Is that really that boy?

Looking at the bandit who was paralyzed by [Thunder Bullet] and fell to the ground. Kain turned his attention to the remaining bandits.

"There are about 30 people, it's quite troublesome…"

Kain whispered in his heart.

Based on previous calculations, his [Thunder Bullet] can only fire a maximum of 15 times. After that, Kain will be exhausted, and 15 times is only enough to defeat half of the bandits.

When he saw Kain still standing still, the leader of the mountain bandits seemed to have thought of something.

"There's no need to be afraid, even if it's Magus, he's still just a kid!"

"Go ahead! He can't deal with all of us! Look, he doesn't dare to strike first!"

It can be said that the leader of the mountain bandits was quite quick-witted when performing the above action. Unfortunately, Kain also predicted this situation would happen, so...

"Huh? Why do storm clouds appear in the sky?

Some people looked up and discovered that dark clouds had accumulated above their heads.

That was the magic skill that Kain had been waiting to activate all this time.

[Thunder Summon]

While the bandits still had no time to react. Several bolts of lightning fell from above the clouds, immediately hitting the bandit leader and more than ten bandits around him.

A pitiful cry rang out, five people immediately collapsed to the ground, the remaining five people, including the bandit leader, trembled because they were struck by lightning and temporarily lost their fighting strength.

But this also only lasts for a short time.

The effectiveness of [Thunder Summon] is of course not as effective as [Thunder Bullet], except for the attack range.

However, Kain's goal is not to defeat the bandits with physical strength.

"Don't think everyone is like you."

Kain spoke in a calm tone, as if the bandits in front of him were not something too big.

Kain's golden pupils stared at the bandits, face to face without any fear. Making the mountain bandits feel uneasy, as if they themselves were a gazelle that had accidentally strayed into the lion's territory.

They really don't understand, how could such a person appear in a remote village on the edge of the empire?

"Fuck off."

Kain spit out one word, then calmly turned his head and walked towards the villagers.

The bandits no longer had their original aggressive appearance anymore, even though they didn't want to, they still had to run away in the end.

Seeing the bandits' silhouettes fading away, Kain breathed a sigh of relief.

Actually, Kain intended to use [Thunder Summon] on the bandits standing in front. Because these people are the most brutal members of the mountain bandits.

If in the worst case scenario where the bandits still decide to attack, Kain can cut down the enemy's strongest fighting force, reducing losses for his side.

It's just that [Thunder Summon] is too difficult to use, because thunder moves almost without any rules. In the end, the bandit leader in the back was struck by lightning.

Now Kain understood why auxiliary skills like [Thunder Navigation] existed, it was to coordinate with other skills and nothing else.

Ignoring this for now, Kain worriedly asked the villagers.

"Is everyone okay?"

However, no one answered his question.

Because everyone is flocking to Kain.

It was not until the village chief arrived that everyone became quiet again.

"Kain."

The village chief called his name, this old man's voice contained hidden emotion.

"Thank you for saving this village."

"I just did what I could."

Kain smiled.

The old man fell into memories.

He remembered that since he was 10 years old, Kain no longer accepted free food from the people in the village, but asked them to give him a certain job, and the meal was payment.

He has always been a resilient and kind child.

The village chief smiled, patted Kain on the shoulder, then shouted loudly at the still gathered villagers.

"Have you guys run out of things to do? Disperse, disperse!"

No one dared to disobey the order, and the village began to be repaired again.

As for magic, about Kain being Magus, absolutely no one asked a question.

Because this is Kain's privacy, and everyone's respect for Kain.

Everything seems to have returned to the way it was before.

Kain returned to his small hut, lying on the green grass, looking at the sky.

His heart was filled with chaotic emotions, but also strangely calm.

Perhaps this is the last time.

There once was a young man like that.

Evening came, night passed, then dawn rose from behind the distant mountains.

Kain woke up, carrying a sketchy cloth bag, along with the dagger that has always been a reliable friend during hunts.

However, when Kain came out of the hut, he saw the villagers already waiting there.

"Everybody…"

"Kain, we expected you to leave…"

"Come on! We've lived together for 15 years!"

"I used to carry Kain as a child."

"So what's the point? I even breastfed Kain."

"We… raised a Magus."

The villagers laughed and talked, also very nostalgic.

Kain also smiled, the sadness of separation in his heart gradually eased.

The village chief, on behalf of everyone in the village, gave him three gifts.

A good bow with a box of arrows to go with it.

A map.

Dry food and drinking water for twenty days.

Kain knew that these seemingly trivial gifts were the most valuable things they could give him.

Kain took a deep breath and bowed his head.

"Thank you everyone."

He was truly grateful, not only for these three gifts, but also for adopting him, teaching him, caring for him, and being kind to him.

All this.

Kain carried his bow and arrows on his back, put food, drinks and a map in a cloth bag. After preparing everything, he said goodbye to the villagers one last time, then walked to the village entrance.

Suddenly, a group of girls called Kain over and gave him a hair tie.

"Your hair, if you don't want to cut it short, you can tie it up, it will look neater."

Kain was a bit surprised, but also accepted the hair tie.

He simply swept his hair up to avoid it blocking his vision, then used a hair tie to secure it.

This revealed Kain's handsome face, along with those mesmerizing golden pupils, instantly making the young girls blush.

"Thank."

"No… nothing…"

Cain left.

Standing far away, Kain looked back at the place where he had lived for the past 15 years, with a bit of nostalgia still lingering in his eyes.

This is not the end, though.

This is just the beginning, the beginning of Kain's journey.