I'm sorry but I somehow lived to the age of five...at this point I restored most of my memories....

Currently I'm in the forest hunting for food, specifically the birds, the reason being that I like chicken meat and that they were the most similar to chicken meat. 

Using optic camouflage, I had lured them onto the ground by sprinkling some of the uncooked grains from home, now all I have to do is to aim properly at the ground where I wanted the earth spikes to rise from, while their necks strained to reach the grains.

I suppose 3 was enough, since hallow birds have a nicer taste to their meat, I'll aim for them, I'm sorry.

Silently offering my apologies, I shot the aimed spikes at the necks of 3 plump hallow birds from below, effectively severing the head from the body.

"Kueh?!?" As the other birds flew away speedily in fear after seeing the unexpected attack, I walked out to pick up the dead hallow birds that unfortunately lost their necks. 

"I'm sorry..." I softly mumbled as I manipulated the blood in the veins of the corpses into a hole I had dug earlier along with their heads, it wouldn't be good if this open space I liked to hunt in was filled with big carnivores lured by the scent of blood tomorrow.

Keeping the birds into a spatial I had made through magic, I dusted my knees of dirt and decided to head home.

The old man that had brought me home was kind enough to adopt me and even granted me the name 'Yuuta Walford'. I'm sorry that I don't live up to the brave character in my name...

The old man who I call grandpa now is named 'Merlin Walford'.

I don't know the reason but it seems that grandpa has retired into this forest, but it wasn't that he was lonely, many of his friends visit regularly , but until now I still haven't gotten to speaking normally with them like I can with grandpa....I'm sorry for being useless.....

It also seems to be that grandpa is a magician, since he was the one that taught me all sorts of magic.

Unlike the fantasy novels on earth, magic was not activated through chanting, at least for me that is.

The way I was taught to use magic was through imagination, to invoke a type of magic, all you need was to envision the process of the magic and also the effect. 

Because of such requirements, the methods of usage of the people in this world don't have as much variety.

 I'm sorry, I don't mean to boast or anything......

The process of invoking magic must be done with the knowledge of one's own limits, if either the process or the effect wasn't thought out well enough, then disasters can happen. So, without a good amount of magic control, bad things are bound to happen.

Unlawfully taken from Royal Road, this story should be reported if seen on Amazon.

There was also magic power, which I suppose can also be called 'Mana'. Magic power is required in any attempts of using magic, if it is lacking, then the user will be unable to carry out any manipulation in magic and if the user was in a bad situation.....

Which is why, one must have a good idea of their capabilities as to not harm themselves or die.

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After a short journey, I finally reached the small, one story wooden house.

It was really a small house, the dining room and kitchen merged into a single room. A small living room with a sofa and a fireplace. 2 bedrooms and a single study.

"I'm home."

"Ah, you're back, Michel is visiting today."

Walking in, I noticed that grandpa was sitting on the couch with a uncle that had green eyes and short blonde hair, his appearance was of knight, armor covering his muscular yet lean body.

"W-well.....welcome." I softly greeted him, my eyes focusing on my feet.

"Still as awkward as ever, eh?"

This uncle was rather skilled and comes over regularly to either chat with grandpa or help me train with physical combat, such as basic body training, martial arts, archery, swordsmanship or other weapons. 

Though unlike magic, it required a larger amount of effort and was less interesting, but I don't know how to refuse......so I tried my best in order not to disappoint Michel-san. 

To save me from answering Michel-san, grandpa kindly diverted the conversation.

"So, what did you catch today?"

"Umm....." retrieving the 3 birds, I held them out by the legs towards grandpa and Michel-san, my gaze still fixed to the floor.

"Not bad, but did you use magic to kill them?' 

"Yes, I don't I can get close enough to kill without magic...."

"That's good, you should work harder in terms of physical combat." 

"Ah...y-yes."

And unfortunately, I was dragged out for a round of practice with Michel again.

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Thank you for the kind comments, it's still roughly the same as the original, but I'll see if I want to continue to make this similar to the original, just that the reactions on things are the different but the events the smae, or change it entirely