4-Chapter 1-2

Three years have passed since Tenma was picked up. By the way, the man who brought Tenma to me is named Ricardo. He is a hunter. His wife is Shelia, a former adventurer and a very capable man. There are many other former adventurers in this village.

The population of the village is about 200 people, of which 150 are former adventurers. There are more than 150 former adventurers in the village. Although it is a small village, there is a large forest near the village where good medicinal herbs can be found, and the villagers, who are geographically savvy and former adventurers, make a profit by gathering their own medicinal herbs and guiding those who come looking for them.

Tenma had recently been allowed to walk alone in the village. Until then, wherever he went, his mother (Shelia) followed him around and wouldn't let go of his hand. She hadn't allowed me to go to the forest alone yet, but I was still happy to be able to walk freely by myself.

'Oi, Temma, come here~'

A villager who noticed Tenma called out to him. He seems to be returning from hunting with a few mountain birds on his shoulder.

''Hello, Uncle Mark,''

'Oh, hello there. Mirotenma, big game! I got five marbled birds.

Maru bird is a tasty bird that isn't very good at flying, but it's quick on its feet and weighs about a kilogram or two.

'Well, Ricardo had a boar killed by three Maru birds, but they'll be back in a few minutes, so we'll be waiting for them to be ready for dismantling.

This uncle Mark is also a former adventurer and seems to have known my father (Ricardo) since those days. While I'm waiting, he teaches me how to use the bow. I can't pull a bow for adults, but I think I've accumulated a lot of experience. While I was handling the bow, my dad came over.

Dad, you're back. Big game.

Tenma, I'm home. I'll have my mom cook up a feast for you today!

Dad was in a good mood and laughed as he took the boar out of the bag on his shoulder. The fact that a boar weighing nearly 200 kilograms comes out of the bag still makes me feel uncomfortable.

''You're still handy as ever, 'Magic Bag', I envy you.

Dad is worried by Uncle Mark's words. It seems that this is the treasure he struggled to obtain when he was an adventurer, and that even the best wizards find it difficult to create. The effect is that it can hold up to 500 kg of non-living things (not including parasitic insects and microorganisms such as corpses and other dead things, or eggs that have a low level of life activity).

It's a handy tool, but I'm surprised it's considered an intermediate level bag.

As the owner, my father himself says, this world is divided into lower, intermediate, advanced, special, super, legendary, and divine levels, and this division also applies to magic.

'Did you hear about that, Ricardo? I hear Merlin's old man is coming home soon.

"You're the old man from The Wise Man! I've never heard of it. You've been out of here for about ten years now.

Who's the old man from The Wise Man?

Ricardo and Mark answered Tenma's question with their mouths.

''He's a freak.''

The answer to your question is not in your head.

He's one of the most powerful wizards in history, but he's also a bit of an oddball and used to live in this village.

'In the past, when demons flooded the dungeon, he went in bare-chested and alone and fought them off, or when he had an audience with the king, he wore nothing under his robes, or he walked around town in his underwear.

When Tenma heard Ricardo's story

(Not a freak, but a naked pervert.)

I thought.

''Oh, I heard he had the 'Blessing of the Martial God', which is rare for a later wizard.

Tenma was a little convinced by Mark's words.

'Well, never mind that, let's take the boar apart and roast half of it and eat it together, Mark, light the fire, and Temma, get some of the neighbors over here.

That's all well and good, but I didn't bring a flintlock with me today.

'It's no use then, Mark will have to deal with the boar then. I'll set it on fire with my magic.

When Tenma heard this, he thought it was a good opportunity.

'Dad, I'd like to try setting fire to it, so teach me some magic.'

I said, and Ricardo thought for a moment and agreed to teach me because it was the first step for magic.

'Okay, but there are a lot of people who can't use magic, so don't worry if you can't do it, and even if you can, don't use it without permission in the presence of adults, if you can keep this, I'll teach you.'

Okay! I promise!

Ricardo nodded at the words and asked Mark to go call his neighbors.

'Look, first you need to calm your mind and put your finger close to where you want to light the fire, then you need to visualize the fire and make it into a word, 'Fire.'

When Ricardo spoke, the fallen leaves he had collected were set on fire.

'It's the only procedure, it's simple magic. The important thing is to visualize the fire clearly, just do it.

I put my fingers close to the fallen leaves, thinking that Ricardo's teachings were pretty simple.

'Fire!'

The moment he chanted, the fallen leaves caught fire at once and a small explosion occurred. The unexpected event caused Tenma to roll backwards. Ricardo was also surprised and froze, but he quickly checked the area and picked Tenma up.

''Tenma! Are you okay!

Ricardo hurriedly checked, but was relieved because fortunately Tenma was not injured. Shelia, who had been on her way when Mark called her there, also rushed over to him in a hurry.

''Tenma! What's happening! No injuries!

Ricardo was explaining the situation to the flustered Ciria, but she was angry because she misunderstood that he had taught Tenma attack magic.

Shelia, who grasped the situation through Ricardo's desperate explanation and Tenma's explanation, was reluctantly convinced.

''For now, let's talk about this in the evening and roast a boar for dinner.

Okay.

They rounded up once as far as Tenma's magic was concerned and ate dinner with the gathered neighbors.

That night, after making sure Tenma was asleep, Ricardo and Shelia had a discussion.

I don't think I'm ready to teach Temma magic just yet.

Shelia insists that magic should not be taught until Tenma is a little older.

Ricardo, on the contrary.

I, on the other hand, think it's better to be proactive about teaching magic.

I disagreed.

'I think there are quite a few magical qualities lying dormant in Temma. And that's to the point where magic that would normally cause burns becomes as powerful as offensive magic.

That's why I think it's not safe to teach them when they're older.

''Shelia, I'm fully aware that you are far more powerful than me in terms of magic. But Temma will also exceed me at this point in time. And even your magic power will exceed Tenma's in a few more years. I think I have that many qualities.

What are you basing this on?

That's my gut feeling as a former adventurer.

A hunch.

Don't you believe it?

'No, I believe you, because your instincts helped me so many times in the past, but...'

'I hate to tell you, Shelia, but Temma isn't our real child, and we could have real parents tomorrow. They could be good, but they could also be bad. And when they do, they might see the qualities in you and use them against you, so you should teach her how to protect herself. If you've got a sharp knife, it's better for Temma's sake and ours if you teach him the basics, right under his nose, rather than having him use it on his own in a place he doesn't know.

Okay, okay.

I'll talk to Temma in the morning.

Yeah, but I'm gonna sit on it for a while.

'Yeah, I'm going to start teaching you a little bit by teaching you how to move your body, whether it's magic or martial arts, because at the very least you should know how to use your body.

This is how Ricardo and Shelia decided on Tenma's education policy.