3-01: The Worst Encounter (1/3)

3-01: The Worst Encounter (1/3)

A blind spot born from his wealth of knowledge.

A good intention born out of ignorance.

An unfortunate encounter that ended in tragedy.

Yet what was truly unfortunate was that it did not end there.

The Town of Lillisto took four days by carriage and was located on a road leading to the capital of the Kingdom of Resto, which when taken the other way also led to the mountain borders.

On the other side of the mountains was the neighboring country of Kulash, which was friendly with the Kingdom of Resto.

For decades, people and goods from both countries have passed through the mountains for the quick and safe path it offered.

A normal border might have opened the chance for hostilities to break out between the two countries, but the geography and the circumstances deterred such a choice, allowing decades of friendship to foster between the two countries.

As a result, Lilisto was bustling with merchants and travelers to this day.

One could argue, however, that that might actually be a bad thing brought about by its over-reliance on its inns.Updated from novelbIn.(c)om

While it certainly made for an excellent place for refreshments before or after crossing the mountain, there was nothing outside of the town other than the mountains, the forest, or the road leading to the capital.

The forest was dark at night despite the moonlight, such that if you peered into its depths from the city, it looked as if there were a dark monster waiting with its maws wide open.

Hence, why during the night Lillistos residents and travelers would either just sleep or make merry at the bars.

But there was one boy who dared to go to the forest in the night on his own.

He was likely in the latter half of his teens and with the innocent atmosphere about him, he seemed even younger than he looked.

He wore a silver armor, and though it covered only the arms, legs, and chest, it was made of Silverganth steel, a material that could only be broken through by a weapon made of the same material.

On his waist was a sheath that held a longsword also made of Silverganth steel.

He looked just like a knight, albeit lightly dressed, as he walked with no hesitation.

Under the daylight, no one would think him just a mere traveler from how high-spec his equipment were, but under the moonlight, the people that passed him by could not notice his equipment.

Perhaps no one thought that anyone would dare to leave the town this late into the night, or perhaps the boy was just that good at getting past everyone, but regardless, no one stopped him, and he was easily able to leave Lillisto to head for the forest alone.

He was doing this purely for his own training.

The two aberrations collapsed, then a moment later, their head rolled away.

Are you alright!? Are you hurt anywhere Wah!?

While the criminal responsible just happily turned to the hooded boy with an innocent smile on his face.

Alas, despite having saved this boy, his good intentions were merely returned with a push.

The hooded figure ran to the two lifeless bodies and quickly picked up the two fallen heads, bringing them close to the fallen torso, then held his hands over the wounds and radiated a healing light.

Connect!

The voice of a boy resounded, but there was a strength in that voice that made one believe he wasnt just a boy.

There was an intimidating spirit in it that made even the boy knight want to serve him despite not even being spoken to direclty.

Aside from that strange sensation, however, neither the hooded boys magic nor his words produced any results.

Why!? You bastard!!

The hooded boy couldnt understand why his spell wouldnt work, so when he turned to the boy knight and saw his weapon, realization dawned on him, and he became angry.

That sword possessed a radiant silver body upon which were intricate patterns engraved.

Without a doubt, it was forged from Silverganth, imbuing it with the property to cut magic, an effect further enhanced by the patterns on it.

The wounds it dealt were difficult to heal, and its killing power was so great that it could slay even tenacious life-forms with a single strike.

The hooded boy was furious, but the boy knight just innocently tilted his head as anger filled with killing intent was directed at him.

Huh? What? Gah!?!?

He had only helped him, so why was he so hostile?

He didnt drop his guard despite that but it did him little good.

For in the next moment, he suddenly lost sight of the hooded boy, then just as suddenly, a jolt of pain pierced him through his stomach.

Before he knew it, he was flying through the air, bouncing several times off the ground, before finally rolling away 200 meters away from where he stood.

He didnt even know how many dozens of trees hed knocked down in the process.

Though he held onto his sword despite all that, that was mostly because the impact made him hold it tightly.