Danny set off with his giant sword on his back, his fearsome bearskin armor on his body, and his small fighting axes at his waist.

He intended to rescue Ean as soon as possible and get back to his old self. Danny didn't think the way he would normally think if he had a normal mind. His intelligence came from Daniel and he thought like him.

Simply put, Daniel's worldview was cynical. For him, all friendships, all love, had self-interest at its core.

Even the most innocent things were motivated by self-interest according to Daniel. For example, behind a mother's love for her child, whether the mother consciously realizes it or not, is the expectation that her child will do her a favor in the future and the idea that the child will continue her lineage.

Of course, it was tormenting for Danny to have this kind of mindset.

Even though this way of thinking made it less likely that he would be ambushed or betrayed, for Danny it was better to be stupid than smart like this.

Danny left the borders of the Danburg barony and headed for Darapol. Danny had never left the borders of the Danburg barony before.

He walked alone for two days, occasionally meeting and greeting people going the other way. The road was dirt and wide enough for a horse-drawn cart. On the way, he had money in his pocket, so he took a room in the inns he came across and rested without getting involved with anyone.

As he continued on his way, he came across a family whose cart had a broken wheel. The man who tried to fix the cart but failed waved to Danny who was passing by.

Danny turned to the man. "Young warrior, can you help me with my cart?" the man asked.

Danny's mind raced through some thoughts and then he came to the cart with the dislodged wheel. They had unloaded the cart for wheel repair. With one hand he lifted the two-wheeled cart with one broken wheel, straightened it on one wheel and placed the other wheel on the axle, the iron axle iron was bent.

He heated the warped iron with a high burning blue flame, used the back of his small axe as a hammer and straightened the warp.

The owner smiled and said, "Thank you very much, young warrior, you have done us a great favor. We live in the next village, you can stay with us tonight if you like."

Danny had Daniel's logic and did not like to spend money unnecessarily. This villager must be rich to have a carriage pulled by two horses. Instead of giving money to the inn, he could live in the cozy house of a rich peasant.

Even though he had so much money in his purse that the inn fees were ridiculous to him, he agreed.

Danny helped the peasant load his belongings into the cart and sat in the back of the cart with the peasant's wife, his fourteen or fifteen year old son and his daughter, about Danny's age.

The girl came shyly up to Danny. She stroked his bearskin armor and Danny couldn't understand why the beautiful girl was interested in him. "It's strange, this bearskin is not like any I've seen before."

At that moment Danny noticed the well-made hunting bow and arrows behind her back. She was a hunter. Probably a good hunter.

Danny said, "It belonged to a tiered bear." She opened her eyes wide, "How can it be a tiered bear when even normal bears are so dangerous..." "It was the longest and most painful struggle of my life," Danny replied.

The girl snuggled closer to Danny "Don't tell anyone, we hid it so I wouldn't be sent to war, but basically I'm tiered too."

Danny smiled bitterly. "Good for you. I'm off to Sargot now to find my cousin who was captured in the war and sold into slavery." The girl felt Danny's pain and felt sad. "I hope you find him," was all she could say.

They came to the largest and most beautiful house in the village. The villager prepared a feast with the best food he had for his guest who had saved him so much trouble. Then he gave him the best bed in his house.

Danny did not know what to say to this generosity. He could only say thank you.

In the evening, Danny was awakened by the howling of wogs. Daniel must have sent the wogs after him so as not to send him away alone.

The wogs had woken him up by howling when they realized that someone had entered his room without permission. When Danny woke up, he saw the huntress moving quietly in his room. Silently and carefully she examined the bearskin. She tested its strength with the hunting knife in her hand and said in a low voice, "Unbelievable."

Danny silently checked the money pouch with Daniel's logic. Meanwhile, the girl quietly snuggled up next to Danny. She began to caress his arm muscles. Then she moved her hand to Danny's stomach and cupped his abs.

Danny pretended to wake up. The girl was bright red. "You be sleeping like a log if it wasn't for the damn wogs," she said in a low voice.

When Danny said, "What are you doing here?" she tried to kiss him.

Danny blocked the kiss with his hand. Danny didn't like most of Daniel's logic but he did like one rule, according to Daniel, good deeds should be returned with good deeds and bad deeds with bad deeds.

Danny said, "Your father did me a favor and invited me to his house. I don't think he thought a stranger would come and have sex with his daughter under his roof."

"Don't you think I'm beautiful?" the huntress replied red-faced. Danny smiled, "Of course you are beautiful, but not beautiful enough to violate my principles."

The girl covered her face and ran away in shame.

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The village man was awakened by the sound of wogs. And he had heard what had just been said. He said to himself, "A man of such honor is hard to find."

Danny played the cool guy, but he was a virgin boy. He got back into bed and started to toss and turn.

Near dawn the wogs started howling again. Danny was already awake this time and knew that no one was in his room. But he also knew that the reason the wogs were howling again now was to warn him. Ordinary inn beds were too small for him, it was the first time he had slept in a bed he could actually fit in all the way, but even then he kept waking up.

He put on his armor and armed himself. He went outside to check why the wogs were howling. As soon as he went out, he saw the sentry silently killed in the tower of the wooden gate of the village wall.

The person who killed the sentry quietly went down and opened the wooden gate of the village. A group entered, obviously bandits.

Danny went inside the house and met the huntress, her face turned red. Danny said "This is not the time to deal with this, go get your bow, bandits have entered the village, I think they are targeting the merchants sleeping in the inn, so don't make too much noise.

"What are you going to do?" the huntress asked. Danny said, "I'm going to watch and look for opportunities."

Normally the caravan guards were always on their guard. But being in an inn in a walled village, they must have taken no precautions. The bandits counted on that and attacked.

When the commotion was heard, the villagers came out of their houses to watch what was happening in the inn, but none of them had any intention of intervening.

The caravan guards, who had not even had time to put on their armor, put up a brief struggle to defend themselves. But soon they surrendered rather than die.

Danny did not rush to their aid, because the logic of Daniel in his head dictated that he should wait for the most desperate moment of each side to maximize his interests.

The bandits tied up the merchants and other travelers staying at the inn, and began to loot their goods amidst the cries and pleadings of the merchants, who were having nervous breakdowns and weeping.

Danny walked into the inn in all his glory. The bandits drew their weapons and looked at him, shouting, "Who are you, how dare you, how dare you..."

Danny didn't take offense to them, he turned to the man who had been stripped of his clothes but was still calm, he guessed that he was the leader of the merchants.

He said to him, "Hello, head merchant, I'm Danny, I can save you from these bandits, if you pay a price for my services."

The old fat man with the white beard had intelligence in his eyes. He understood what Danny was trying to do. By engaging in this bargain, Danny was not only intimidating the bandits by telling them "you are not even a threat to me", he was using psychological warfare on them. He was also trying to get as much as he could from the desperate merchants.

The merchant said, "I offer a good wage, as well as a good business relationship that will last a long time." Danny appreciated the fact that the master merchant was offering a win-win relationship rather than just saying; save our lives and you can have what we have.

Danny asked, "What is your route?" He asked. Unable to take the humiliation, a bandit charged at Danny with a giant axe that shot lightning bolts. Danny sliced the man in two with one blow as if he was nothing. Then he continued as if nothing had happened. "What's your route?"

The merchant-head may have been a good merchant, but it was the first time in his life that he had seen a tiered warrior killed outside the arena.

He swallowed with a shocked expression "I'm Merchant Mose, I'm going to Sargot, but I'll ride with the other merchants as far as Darapol, where we'll go our separate ways."

Danny said, "Then let's do this, I'll escort you to Darapol and you give me a quarter of your sales turnover. Along the way, I'll be in sole charge of all security matters, and you accept that. As for you, don't pay me anything in Darapol, I will ask you for some favors when we reach Sargot."

The merchants did not stand much of a chance. All but Mose shouted in unison, "Accept!" Mose reluctantly said, "Yes." Reluctant because he didn't know what the favors were, but even Danny didn't know what those favors were yet.

Danny ignited his sword with blue fire, but the flames turned black. With great speed he charged at the bandits, killing three in his first three moves. The fact that the dead were cut like butter, that the sword did not even draw blood from the cuts, leaving only a smear of burnt flesh, scared the bandits badly, especially the untiered ones, who quickly fled.

The second tier leader of the bandits was waiting for an opportunity while his men fought. His power was to change the space. He focused all his strength. With his sword in his hand, he started running fast. He jumped, he teleported himself three meters away, right behind Danny's neck, he was in the air, he was going to hit with all his strength, but Danny took a quick step, the blow landed not on the nape of his neck but on his shoulder.

But what really surprised the bandit was how his blow only made a small cut in Danny's armor.

He didn't have much time to wonder what was going on. Danny spun quickly and decapitated the bandit chief.

The bandits saw this and tried to run, but for Danny, every enemy he killed was a boon for the next tier, and he continued to mow them down without mercy. Very few escaped.

When he was done, Danny gathered up the money-making items and weapons of the bandits he had killed, made a bale and put it in Mose's cart.

When the merchants were dressed, he saw that Mose had a green crest with gold embroidered on it that the other merchants did not have. Danny asked Mose, "What is this?" Mose said, "It is the crest of the Sargot merchant guild, Sargot is the kingdom of trade, no country wants to stop trading with us, and our guild wants our merchants to wear a crest that shows they are from Sargot to take maximum advantage of the situation." Danny listened with a nod.

Mose looked at Danny's weapon and armor. "I'm no martial artist, but I know a little about equipment that adventurers will pay a fortune for, and both your sword and armor fall into that category. How did you get them?" Danny smiled "Do you know how to keep a secret Mose" Mose said "Yes". "So do I," Danny replied. Mose smiled.

They traveled two days without incident. The next day at noon they met a group of refugees. They were citizens of this country, the kingdom of Bassin, who had been displaced for almost two years by the burning of villages in the struggle between the kingdom of Bassin and the kingdom of Lang.

Their clothes were falling off, they were hungry, and they were tired.

Children circled the merchants, asking for something to eat. The merchants chased them away. Some of the caravan helpers and caravan guards gave a little help, a few copper coins or a piece of bread. But the majority gave nothing.

The children stayed away from Danny because he looked big and scary. A little girl took Danny's hand, she must have been about six years old, her cheeks were sunken from hunger and her belly was swollen. This little child reminded Danny of his cousin Eva.

Danny stroked the child's head and then put him on his shoulder. Eva loved to be held, but this girl was scared. She hugged Danny. Danny put him down carefully.

Danny noticed that one of the merchants had a lot of supplies in his cart. He went up to the merchant and said, "The provisions in your cart, how much did you buy it for?" The merchant grinned, "I bought it for five gold pieces, but Darapol is crawling with refugees, so food prices are sky high, I plan to sell it for at least twenty gold pieces.

Danny said, "No you won't." The merchant got angry, "What are you talking about?" Danny took out five gold coins and said, "Now you take this money, go back, and bring back food."

He unloaded the sacks of food from the cart by himself. The merchant shouted "This is outright thuggery, I went half way and you only gave me my cost."

Danny said, "I gave you your cost because your profits were my quarter share. Now don't piss me off."

The merchant had no intention of taking on the intimidating big man. He took the money Danny gave him, turned his cart around and started to drive back.

Danny turned to the refugees. "Everybody line up with your family members. He turned to Mose, "Mose help me, you will divide the food equally according to the number of heads in a family."

There was a twinkle in the refugees' eyes. The old woman said, "Gods bless you." She began to cry, "The king did not care about us, the nobles did not help us, the merchants did not help us, but you helped us. You are a very good person."

The only god Danny cared about was Aliviribus, and he didn't think he cared about people being helped.

Danny had Daniel's logic in his head, and that logic was that giving someone enough food to feed themselves for a few days was not a good deed, the good deed was giving them the means to feed themselves.

Danny thought that if he gave these people some food and left it at that, he would be no different from those who give refugee children a few coppers or a piece of bread to comfort themselves.

When the food distribution was complete, he turned to the refugees and said, "I am Danny, Danny from the village of Danville in the barony of Danburg. Go to my village and tell them that I sent you. Tell Daniel that I have asked him to help you. Daniel will give you the help you need.

There were shouts of joy among the refugees. Danny knew that Daniel would help the people he had sent, he just didn't know what the price would be. But he didn't care.

The people who had lost their homes could have been his family. What good was power and wealth if it wasn't used for good?

As if he had forgotten his purpose, Danny helped the displaced villagers on the road to Darapol and guided them back to his village.

At Darapol the caravan broke up. There Danny sold the supplies he had seized from the bandits and distributed the money to the refugees there. Then he and Mose set off for Sargot.