The girl says, "That is no problem. I told my parents, that I would search for someone trustworthy, who could teach me the basics of martial arts as support for the magic academy. I will tell them that you are a poor person who will attend the magic academy and when they pay your entrance fee, you will teach me. At least you are at the right age for that." I wait a moment and think, "In the right age, what does that mean? I am 18 and way too old for school." And then a thought shoots into my head. 'What if I don't look like 18. When she is 16 then I must look around about the same age, because she will attend school too. Oh, God that is terrible.' I loved it to be 18 and an adult. But she said she is 16 and an adult. Maybe in this world people become an adult at 16. I say, "How long will it take to get graduate from magic school?" The girl says, "2 years if you are good at magic, 3 years with normal talent." I say, "But I don’t even know if I can use magic and are Nonhumans even allowed at school?" The girl giggles and says, "You think you’re a demi human? No, you look too normal with exception of your white hair. But demi humans can attend, too and I can teach you the basics of magic." I think, 'I am not a demi human but what is with my strength and my night vision and this other weird stuff.' I say, "But why were so many people looking at me when I entered the city and when I walked through it? The girl said with a surprised face, "In this city there is a famous mage who also has white hair and is not very old looking. Some probably thought it was him, as white hair is not usually seen in this state. When you travel up north there are more people with white hair. As an orientation the farther north you go the more people with white hair you will see. But there are some exceptions. A person who is born with monster blood can have white hair and every other color you can think of. If you are angel born, you could have metallic hair, as an example." I say, "Thank you for the information, but it's getting colder and darker outside. Shouldn´t we go inside?" I think, 'When I talk about my clothes, she seems to steer the topic to something else. Maybe she has some kind of plan or nobles in this world are not so picky as in my old world.'

I enter the house and she drags me into a side chamber. It seems to be some kind of wardrobe. It's gigantic, it's far larger than my old flat. The nobles really have it with their clothes. She touches a stone plate on the wall. There are some things written on them, but I cannot understand any of them. Don't move, she says. I follow her order. After ten seconds a very expensive looking outfit appears in front of me. It looks like I could wear it. The girl says, "I will wait outside, so you can change. Now I stand in this room alone with these noble clothes and no idea how to dress me in them. I finally manage to put them on after some failed attempts. However, it is far from being properly handled. I have no idea how to do it better. I step outside feeling very out of place. The girl laughed at my very clumsy attempt to put on the clothes. I say and blush a bit, "Could you help me get this outfit right?" The girl replies, "Sure." and begins to fix my clothes. After a few minutes I don´t look like a clown in the wrong clothes. I say thank you to her. She says, "No problem, after all I am the one who dragged you into this."

She said, "Come with me." She brings me to a large room with a giant bed and tables and beautiful medieval windows and a mirror. "Please wait here. I will leave to look for my parents." She steps outside of the room. I walk to the window and look at the view, losing myself in thoughts. She seems like a real free spirit, but I shouldn't let my guard down. In my last life I was betrayed on a regular basis. I like helping people and some like to exploit that feature of me. But when I get too distant I can´t get friends. My problems from my past life are haunting me. Attending school would be my biggest nightmare in my past life. I don't know how schools are in this world. I still have the option to run. However, if I don't learn from the errors of my past life, I will waste this life, too. I will live my miserable last life again, which would be a terrible experience. I think that getting a hard reset is a blessing, but people don't change so easily. But I will try my best to live a happy life. I hope people in this world like me. In my past life, I was ignored every time I tried to speak to someone. People in school hated me and I never got a job. My family was my only social contact but they died because of a horrible car accident. They were on the way to a vacation in England. I don't like traveling a lot so I stayed at home. I just started to apply for a new job advertisement and they said I could come for a job interview. Then when I was getting ready to leave, a police officer rang my door and told me the horrible news. People always call me lucky but my whole luck was not existing at this moment. I got into a deep depression because of that. My country had a public health care system, I could at least get a therapist to listen to my problems. I got slowly on my way to a more happy life. Suicide was not an option. But the rest is history. My life got a surprising change now I am here without therapy or other support. Is that really going to work? I will at least try it so that nobody has to worry about me .

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While I stare out of the windows and think about my past life. The girl comes into the room and I don't notice. The girl says a bit uncertainly, "Hi?" I didn't notice it. She tips at my shoulder. I startle at her touch, turn around and ask, "Did you find your parents?" She says with a bit of shock, "Are you okay? You look very unhappy." I say, "I am fine. I just think about the life I lived before I was in this city." "My parents will be here in a short while." the girls says, she appears unsure of what to do and say. "I will inform you when they are here." She leaves the room. A tear runs down my face. I think. I look out of the window again, watching the town and the castle. And suddenly I see a white dragon flying to the castle, landing before it and vanishing through the gate. If I weren't so sad I would probably be amazed by this view.

It would be wise to hide with such unstable emotions. But I said to her that I would teach her martial arts and she doesn't seem like a person who would use this status against me. I have a good feeling about her. I have to pull myself together again. And become calm again. The girl comes inside the room again and says, "My parents are here." I follow her to the dining hall. There are two nobles sitting at the table . They look pretty normal, they seem to be around 50 years old with the same dark brown hair the girl has. They are wearing fancy outfits like mine. The male noble says, "How do I know that you are a suitable teacher for my daughter? I demand a duel before you can teach my daughter martial arts. What is your name, young man?" I am not using my real name, as it would reveal that I am from another earth. I think I will say that I don't have a name. I say a bit nervous, "I don't have a name." The man looked shocked and replied, "From what my daughter told me I think I know who you are." I think 'Oh no he got it.' That I am from another world. It seems like everyone here has a name. The man says, "You are a child of the wild." I say a bit panicked, "Yes, sire I lived my life in the wilderness." The man says, "Then you should put up a decent fight alone with your speed and strength." We go into a sparring room. I ask if I could switch to my normal clothes for this battle. These noble clothes block my movement too much. He says, "Yes and I switch to my normal coat, shirt and pants." We both take wooden swords.

The man points his hand in my direction. I think he will use magic I need to charge and I charge at him in a straight way before his magic activates. I stand before him and use my wooden sword to attack the head of my enemy. He blocks it barely with his own sword and both swords get a crack. I use my left fist to strike him. He doesn't see it coming and I land a hit and he goes to the ground. I only used a bit of strength but aimed at a weak point. I reach out to him and help him get up. He says, "Good duel, you are like a beast. I will allow you to teach my daughter and when you graduate from school you can come by again and maybe there is a position as general in my army vacant ."