Chapter-16

I walked out of my room and looked around the corridor which was empty right now as every servant would probably be busy with their duties right now.

Well, not like I want to see their faces in the morning in the first place. It would only ruin my mood a little if I saw them.

I began strolling through the corridor while looking at the pictures and some ornaments hanging on the walls. They all suit this mansion very well. The Old Duke should have worked quite well to collect things like this.

Soon, I reached out of the Mansion while ignoring the servants that seemed to stare at me like I am some kind of a rare variety.

Today, Sebastian was busy as the Dungeon outbreak that happened a month ago still had its remnants left in the forests. Mainly the beasts that escaped the dungeon.

And the [Dungeon Squad] had also gone with him to kill the beasts, else beast nests will pop there making it even harder for them to clear them later on.

Evangeline was with the Duke family, I guess only she could spend time with them like that as told by Little Lady before, Evangeline had been working in the Mansion from her Great-Grandfather's generation.

And it also made me sure that she was that Evangeline but then, what caused her to become a Corrupted Elf? Especially considering that she had been staying in the mansion for most of the time.

Well, I guess I need to put my focus on looking through that too.

I think that the Duke started to trust me more, as he was the one who told me to start training yesterday. And the monitoring that was on me had mellowed out, except Evangeline.

I looked around, at the beautiful garden in front of me. The leaves had dried a little due to weather but not much effect on the beauty it had.

And, I am wearing my own casual clothes right now, mainly a simple but warm and cozy shirt and lose pants on my bottom.

Another thing to do- Introduce a better culture of clothes, for both commoners and nobles. The clothes in this era are quite crude, even though the material that the clothes were given to me had improved but I still found them a little uncomfortable.

It's not like clothes were bad, just not up to my taste.

Well, no point in thinking too much about these things as I need to have some capital first before doing things like that.

I strolled through the pathway made in-between the garden and reached the most left side of the whole mansion, the place where a hall was built. The hall that stood in my sight was made of wood, and it seemed like those military training outposts in the medical eras.

There were also some people wearing simple leather armors waking in and out of the building. I guess most of them were the members of [Dungeon Squad] or the new members who had yet to venture deep in the dungeon to gain experience and increase their strength.

Some of them even spotted me while looking curious. My body was still skinny, not much but it still made me look like a weak kid....which I was.

I walked towards the entrance of the hall, where the gate was already opened. But before I could enter, I was stopped with a hand grabbing my shoulder.

I looked back, and a boy around his 15's had stopped me with a haughty expression on his face.

"Kids shouldn't be here! Go and drink your mother's milk, you kid!" He spoke in a kind tone, but his words were not kind at all.

Others also paused and looked at me and the boy with excitement, I guess this was the result of them continuously training and not doing anything...that they need to pick on a kid like me to have some fun.

I gazed at the name tag on the leather armor worn by the boy, 'James Nicoles'

"Mister? Could you please release me?" I first asked kindly. I don't want to appear rude as it may reduce my evaluation in Duke and Duchess's eyes.

But it seemed like my words were wasted as the boy, James tightened his grip on my shoulder even more.

"No, you need to go away! This place is not for kids like you!" He spoke in a haughty tone this time. I guess he can't keep acting for a long time.

Welp, not my fault then.

I placed my hand on James' hand that had gripped my shoulder and did the same thing I tried to do with the Bakery owner who seemed to be made of rock.

I lightly tapped the acupuncture point but it was all for naught as his muscles were also quite hardened from the training but not something I can't bypass.

He also looked at me with curiosity, "What are you trying to do? You think a little kid like you could stop an explorer-like me?"

His tone contained ridiculousness towards me. But I just smiled at him.

"Mister, it is not going to be my fault," I spoke calmly and applied all the force I could on my finger and pressed it on the acupuncture point on James' hand.

And the next moment, James started to scream and quickly removed his hand from my shoulder but the force from the recoil of him taking his hand quickly pushed me away and made me fall on the ground.

"Urghh...." A painful groan escaped my mouth. It seemed like I underestimated the strength of an explorer or someone who was training to become one.

"AHHHH!!"

And the boy screamed at the top of his lungs. I may not have the strength right now, but my knowledge and experience were different.

"What happened?!" One of the spectators asked loudly.

"Did you see what that kid did?!

"He just touched his hand?!"

"Was that Magic?!"

"No! I haven't sensed Mana at all!"

Every spectator who wanted to watch the show gasped in surprise, but can't they come and help me, a little kid who got bullied by someone bigger?

Haa...that's why I kinda hate medieval era worlds. Politics and the behavior of people were completely messed up.

I placed my hand on the ground and stood up. But it was still hard. My body was still not used to force like that, if it was before I fell ill during the time I hadn't had my memories and then received a week of food like now, then I could have easily stood up but the illness made my body way too weak.

After several seconds, I stood up and saw no one beside me to help but the maximum of the spectators going beside the boy, James, asking for his condition.

I shook my head at that and started dusting my clothes off.

"You Bastard!! I will kill you!!" James' screams sounded making me look up as I was busy dusting off my pants.

Holy...

He had a fricking fireball in his right hand and everyone already stepped away from him...anno, I think you should stop him.

That fireball will not kill me but it will hurt like hell if it managed to hit me!!