Book 1: Chapter 3

Book 1: Chapter 3

Encounter

In the end, I was able to reach the campsite that was my destination at the afternoon the next day.

My food stock had decreased. My remaining foods were only a white pan and a piece of salty dried meat. In my calculation, my foods would only last for three days even if I scrimped on them. Thinking of the distance until the neighboring town, I would need two more days, and I also had to devise some kind of fighting method.

There wasnt anybody at the campsite. I approached while being on guard against the surrounding, then I touched the remaining ash of bonfire there with my hand. The ash was new but there wasnt any heat remaining from it. I didnt have anything to lit fire, so it would help if there was any live coal or the like remaining here, but it was pointless to ask for something that didnt exist.

I grabbed a handful of the bonfires ash and smeared it on my head. I had cut my long hair, but my pinkish blonde hair was very conspicuous. It would be a bit easier for me if my hair didnt attract attention by doing this.

I hid my luggage in a shade of tree near the campsite before searching for a watering place with only a knife and flash in hands. I tried searching because I thought that there would definitely be one, and I found a watering hole welling up from under the road that had been hardened from the steps of the passerby.

Fundamentally river water should be cleaner at the upstream, even so I judged that it was dangerous to drink the water without even boiling it first. I wet a cloth and only wiped my body. It wasnt like I was fussy about cleanliness but, it would be stupid if I ignored my sweat and grim and got discovered because of my smell.

I couldnt prepare water and also fire. This was because in that orphanage, the older orphans used daily life magic to start fire. I never saw any flint in the orphanage.

There was magic in this world. And what was generally used was called sorcery.

The difference between the two was that magic was something primitive that had existed since the past. Magic that had been academically analyzed and turned into something that could be used by relatively a lot more people was called sorcery. For example, a carriage that you created from zero starting from its blueprint would be magic while the carriage that was sold in the market would be like sorcery, something like that. There was no question which one of them would be easier to learn until you could use it.

It seemed that woman was a sorcerer and she had a lot of knowledge in that field, but she was lazy in learning things that were outside her scope of interest. There were a lot of dubious parts in her knowledge. Troublesome.

Magic had six type of elements which were light, darkness, earth, water, fire, and wind. However, to be more precise there was also non elemental magic that had no element at all, so it could also be said that there was seven types. Human could use sorcery with the element that suited them if they had a certain amount of magic power. There was no convenient technique or tool to investigate which element they could use, so it would take quite some time to investigate. It seemed that the majority of commoners gave up in using sorcery at that stage.

It seemed that woman imagined that there would be convenient tool where one could understand their element just by holding their hand over it, then she felt indignation when she learned that reality wasnt as sweet as that. It was only unnecessary knowledge that she was remembering well.

One day I also planned to learn sorcery, but what I needed right now was daily life magic. Daily life magic was classified as non elemental. You could make fire or create water with that, but it wasnt really generally understood why it wasnt classified as elemental magic then.

That womans teacher taught her important things that seemed to be related with the worlds root, like the difference in the amount of magic power used, or principle of causality that interfered with space, and the like, and yet that woman didnt really remember them because she was disinterested with the topic.

There were six types of daily life magic and even most commoners were able to use them if they were adult. But not all of them. Even people who could use daily life magic could only use one or two. That was what the knowledge told me, but that womans teacher made her to at least learn all six types to be an accomplished sorcerer.

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Creating a light source that was as bright as a candle, Light

Erasing Light and blocking off lamps light, Dark

Solidifying earth element object and hardening it for an hour, Hard

Making small fire on a fingertip, Fire

Creating a water that filled a glass, Water

Making breeze to the direction you chose, Wind

It wasnt easy to raise your skill level. Far from that, even just learning the skill itself was generally difficult. Learning skill level 1 wasnt so easy that it could be done just from memorizing martial art form. You couldnt obtain skill unless you repeatedly performed the correct movement accurately over and over.

In that womans case, because she only did it grudgingly, it took her until three years to obtain short sword skill level 1. In contrast, she obtained fire sorcery skill in just several months. Rather than a matter of talent, wasnt it simply being a matter of her preference of like and dislike?

That woman was arank 2 sorcerer. By rank 2 it meant that she had two levels in skill that was related to combat. That womans skills were fire sorcery and water sorcery level 2 and short sword skill level 1 I think? She also had other skills but they were just general skills so the memory about them was hazy.

An owner of skill level 1 was a beginner but wasnt an amateur. It seemed that in the common sense of this world, reaching level 2 meant that person had finally became fully fledged in that field. Becoming level 3 would make that person called an expert in that field and such person would even be hired by noble for their expertise. When one became level 4, they would get invitation from nobles and even countries, and becoming a level 5 would make people respect you and came to you for teaching. They were typically called as master in that field.

But there was still a level above that. People in level 6 had surpassed the framework of human. Such people would be the head royal sorcerer or knight order instructor of a major nation and they would have title like sword saint for example. They were an unreachable existence above the clouds.

According to an uncertain information, skill level could reach until 10, and it seemed when you reached such level, you wouldnt be human anymore and became something like demigod or something. Though that was just a fairy tale.

It looked like that woman felt dissatisfied because skill wasnt a special ability(cheat), but I was relieved that skill wasnt cheap power bestowed by god(other person) like that woman dreamed of.

Because, if that was the case then that didnt that mean that such uncertain existence like god was having complete control over yourself?

A special ability(cheat) that was easily bestowed might also get easily erased by the whim of the existence that granted it to you in the first place. Such anxiety would constantly reside in my heart.

That was why I had no interest to something like a powerful weapon that was only one of its kind in the world. Because Something like strength that would be gone if it was snatched away from you couldnt be said as your own true strength.

The surrounding was growing slightly dark while I was thinking that. I wasnt feeling really hungry from eating berry, but I had gotten really worried by the remaining amount of water in my flask. The berries were rehydrating me, but it wasnt enough with just that, so if I was unable to learn the daily life magic, my only choice would be to drink the river water even knowing of the risk from it.

Even so it wasnt something that could be learned that quickly, so I decided to consider about the magic power more after it got dark and tried to practice with knife as much as possible before night came.

I tried practicing from the knife handling form that I found in that womans memory about short sword skill. It seemed that since I stabbed that woman, I was able to at least subconsciously hold the knife properly.

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I took a form where only one side of my body was facing to the front to reduce the surface of my body that could be attacked while thrusting the knife forward with one hand.

But it was slow. Even though this was my first time using the knife properly, my movement was too sloppy. There were various forms that I could try but stopped that. First Id practice just this thrust.

I repeated the thrusting form over and over until the sun set and I couldnt see my surrounding clearly because of the darkness. I sighed. I had been concentrating too much until the surrounding had been enveloped in darkness when I realized. There was only the sound of water flowing nearby that echoed inside my ears extremely clearly.

I guess Ill practice to sense magic power just for a bit before going to sleep. As I thought that, I caught glimpses of scarlet light blinking inside the darkness far away.

There was someone at the campsite? I still wasnt planning to come into contact with other person, but if it was bandit or the like over there, it would be better for me to get away from here quickly.

Thinking that, I secretly tried peeking at the campsite from a bush without making any sound. I could see the back of a man grilling a skewered meat near the bonfire there. That back was so large that I unconsciously stared intently to it, then that man suddenly raised his voice.

Whos there!? Come out-!

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