「」= [Talking]

『』= [Thoughts] & [Others]  (A/N: Not using these anymore)

Volume 1: Chapter 2 - Campsite

I was a genius high school student. Men and women alike fall prey to my charisma. I win the hearts of many female populace rather it was an adult or a kid( I'm not a pedophile). I felt accomplished, I, who play video games all day had people who admired me. Yet, I can't think of a more accomplished moment than now. 

I can fly! I'm soaring through the sky like a falcon! Kaka!

After deciding to find civilization I also decided to put my skills to use , after all walking through this type of forest will be utterly dangerous and stupid. With the skills I have, I wanted to use teleportation but sadly after reading the description I gave up all hope. So the last and only chose I had was to use flight, which is also a high appreciative skill. 

However flying wasn't going to be that easy, at my first flight attempt I crashed into a tree and I swear I heard bones cracked. Second attempt , I hovered above the ground for approximately 20-30 seconds before crashing head first to the ground. But I didn't give up! With a will of stone, I gradually increased and then on my fiftieth attempt I was able to fly and turn precisely. 

Under my gaze, the once tall trees look like tiny specs of dust which indicate that I'm way too high. Lowering myself a bit, I finally  discovered civilization, well not civilization but distant tents that indicates someone was nearby. 

I then Skillfully drop myself softly to the ground causing no marks whatsoever to appear on the ground. My control of the skill is quite good if I say so myself.

And by the glare and also the position of the sun it should now be around mid day. 

Fixing up my robes...robes? How the hell am I wearing robes? I don't remember putting on robe on this morning, a tight fitting white one at that! This must've been the work of that mystery blue screen? Person? Thing? Whatever it is, however even though it isn't my style, I can say it at least feel comfortable. That must've been the reason I didn't notice it earlier.

I glance around the campsite I'm currently at. There were four tents all together while in the middle was a very neat fireplace. Taking a few more seconds to look around, I concluded that this campsite obviously wasn't abandoned so it'll be best to wait here and see if the others come.

It didn't take long before I hear miffed voices from afar. (Ever since coming to this world all my five senses nearly quadruple it sensitivity than before). 

First it was a woman voice I mange to hear, "Taylor how could you left your sword back here!? Isn't a sword to a swordsman is his/hDr honor? Today was the day we was to suppose to finish our mission!" It was a rather cold feminine voice. 

Next, another voice sounded out but this time it was a man voice, "Miss Hestia, I apologize on behalf of my younger brother. Sometimes he can be rather forgetful."

The coldness of the women voice and tone of the man voice sounded similar to one of a master-slave relationship.

What seems to be an eternity, the talkative distant figures slowly appeared  in my view. 

The first person I manage to make out was an elven woman, I have to admit she's quite a beauty.However rather than a seductive beauty, I would describe her as the cold type, in a indifferent sense. She had long back length silver hair and cold blue eyes. I couldn't help but notice her long slim legs and her bosom that would fit perfectly in my hands. 

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I was truly mesmerized by this figure, peeling my eyes away from her , I see three goons look alike trotting behind her. Each had the same black hair color and brown eyes. One seems to be taller than the others which I make out to be the oldest brother. 

The elven lady suddenly stop chatting with the three goons and look towards my direction with her cold eyes, At first I was startled on how she notices my presence but as I think about, she must've felt my presence from a skill she use it something like that. However surprisingly she stayed silent as if she was finding away to see through me, which she failed in causing a shock expression to develop on her face.

When she notice my presence the other three immediately notice as well. But unlike the eleven beauty, these three immediately begin to bark like mad dogs. 

"Hey, bastard! Where the hell did you come from!?" This was said by the oldest one.

"You dare walk into our campsite, prepare to be beaten to death like the trash you are!" 

"Whip him to death, big brother" 

Sighhhh truly ignoring...this just like those typical scenarios in the Wuxia and Xianxia novels. 

Thankfully the eleven beauty stop their barking and looking at me caution, the others didn't notice and thought she was looking at me with disgust so they started to jeer under their breathes. 

"Who are you? Why are you here?" Her cold voice lessen compared to the way she spoke earlier, must be because she is trying not to provoke me in any way. Or is it that she overly cautious about something?

I do a proper half bow before introducing myself, "My name is Arthur Lewis..I was wondering do you know where I might find a nearby city or town."

"A city or a town?"

"Yes," 

"Ummm, well the next town away from us is approximately 3 days away." 

"Which direction?" I ask with hopeful eyes. 

"Towards the west .." She pointed towards the west. 

"Thank you very much!" I smiled lightly. 

When I was about to leave, the sudden cold voice of the elven lady immediately stop me.

"You don't have to go right now, right?" 

Well it isn't like I'm in a rush or anything.. 

"Why do you ask?" I was rather curious what was going through her head. I know I can use the skill -Mind Reader- but I'll rather not since personal thoughts was meant to be keep within themselves. Unless it's necessary for me to do.

"Let's talk somewhere else," She said with a soft sigh.

I followed along and nodded "Well then, ladies first," I motion with my hand, and she begin to walk towards the tents while I follow suit.

Behind us I can hear the distinct voices three goons with obvious shock in their voices holding a conversation and one another.

"Why is Miss Hestia being so nice to that nobody!?"

"He's obviously is trash!"

"Don't worry little bros, I bet that after their little talk he'll be on the verge of death."

"Why do you think so big brother?"

"Well because Miss Hestia obviously don't like men, and if men just look at her wrongly for a second they will be lucky enough with just her destroying unborn descendants" (A/N: Crush Nuts T-T)

My ears perk up with interest when I listen to the oldest goon last sentence. Doesn't like men? Then why have a party of men.