The day of Loganel's departure quickly came with the chirping of the cicadas in response to the heat brought by summer. The entire village was lined up at the entrance to the village to see Loganel off on his journey to the Academy. There were some who had a big smile on their face as they were glad for the young man. Some were somewhat sad for his departure.

As for his parents, Aldin and Maria tried to hide their sadness underneath the facade of their smiles, hoping that their son would not be able to see through it. However, Loganel could feel it whenever he interacted with them.

"Be safe on your way," Aldin said to him, hugging him tightly for the last time in a while.

"I will," Loganel, who was on the verge of tears, answered.

He wasn't ready for his impending departure since he will be leaving behind the only things he had known for his entire life here. The rolling hills and the sprawling plains, with the small river and creeks and the umbrage of the trees in the nearby forest, these scenes of his homeland were the only things that he knew of this world. These people that reside in the village, they're all the people that he had known. But now, he is leaving it all and will be venturing into unknown territory. He's not ready for it all.

"Here," Maria knelt to his level and unwrapped the cloth wrapped around a long rectangular object to reveal a brand new sword that was sheathed in a beautiful, black leather scabbard.

"Mother..." Loganel stared at the beautiful weapon that he had just accepted from Maria's hands.

"This is our present for you," Maria explained as she watched her son's face of surprise and amazement with a tired smile.

"It's enchanted so it shouldn't rust," the village blacksmith said with a proud grin. "Should still be useful when you're all grown up. It'll just be a short sword to you by then though."

"It's fine," Loganel said, eyes watering up a bit as he received his parting gift.

"Here," Aldin knelt down in front of his son and took off a ring from one of his fingers. "This is a storage ring," he explained as he carefully place it into Loganel's hands and cupped his hands over Loganel's. "You can store stuff in it just as its name implies. I used it when I was younger and kept it as a good luck charm. Now, I hope that it'll keep you safe on your journey."

"Thank you father," Loganel expressed his gratitude. He looked at his father and mother, who were both appeared to be almost crying.

"God," Aldin exclaimed, "the wind sure is strong today; blowing dust into my eyes."

"There's no wind going around here Mister Ainzloft," Jord grinned as he poked fun at Aldin's behavior.

"Shut up," Aldin snapped back. "Let me make an excuse alright."

"Aldin," Maria smiled as what was happening amused her.

"It's time to go!" the merchant who was at the head of the caravan called to them. "We gotta get to the mountains by dusk!"

"Got it!" Aldin answered. He then looked into his son's eye with teary eyes. "Take care," he whispered.

"Got it," Loganel nodded.

"Make sure to come home and visit," Maria added. "Take care of him, Juliana."

"I will," Juliana nodded and smiled. "Please don't worry."

"Thank you, Juliana," Aldin said, as he saw the two of them walk off towards the caravan wagon and hopped on the back of one.

"Bye!" Loganel waved as the wagon started off and the village and the villagers became further and further from him.

"Remember to write letters home!" Aldin shouted.

Then, the village and the villagers gradually became smaller and smaller in the distance, until they vanished from Loganel's sight entirely as the caravan made a turn into the forest towards the mountains. As the caravan went further and further from the village and gained distance, along with it grew the mixed feelings of leaving. Loganel had left the only world he had known. Now, he is headed to a brand new one, where there will not be the peace and serenity he experience back home.

*

"Are we there yet?" Loganel whined to Juliana, who sat next to him as he laid down in the inside of the wagon that had a cloth roof to provide protection from the sun's deadly rays.

"Master Logan," Juliana chuckled, "it has only been two hours."

"But it felt as if it's forever," he stretched his arms and legs and sat back up. "Do we really have to go through this for an entire month?"

"No," the fourteen year old girl answered. "The merchants will be stopping on the way at some major cities and towns. We could walk around and check things out then."

"Really?" Loganel accepted a cup of water from Juliana. He held the cup in his hands, and took a sip from it. "Juliana?"

"Yes, Master Logan?"

"Do you regret coming with me?"

"Why would I?" she smiled as she looked at Loganel. "It is my pleasure to serve you."

Loganel didn't say anything. All he did was peek at the girl that was smiling at him from behind the cup. He was trying to decipher if that was really what she felt underneath and whether or not what she was saying is a lie. However, from her words and facial expression, he could see no sign of a lie.

There was no reason for Juliana to lie. Her life now was all due to the Ainzloft family. She was abandoned when she was only a few months old and was left out in front of Aldin Ainzloft's house Astalan. Aldin could've just left her there but instead, he had taken her in and cared for her alongside his then fiancee and now wife Maria.

Juliana was grateful for what they had done for her, and she intends to repay their kindness in any way possible. Therefore, accompanying and serving their youngest child was no bother what so ever. In fact, she was quite fond of the boy.

According to her memory, before the child had lost his memories that one day two years ago, the boy was quite shy around others and would usually only open up to her. This led to Juliana to have a desire to protect the boy from harm and show him kindness similar to how her true masters, Aldin and Maria, had shown to her. However, ever since that day when he had lost his memories, her young, introverted master suddenly became more open to the world. She was in fact, deeply pleased by such development. She was sad about him losing memories though, since that meant that her young master has forgotten all of the good times in the past. But it isn't the end of the world so she was still grateful that no other harm had befallen him.

*

That night, when the caravan had stopped by the foot of the towering mountains and set up camp, Loganel sat there, legs crossed on the floor in his and Juliana's tent, admiring the parting gifts his father and mother had given him.

He unsheathed the sword and ran his fingers carefully along the sharp edge of the blade that was reflected the light emitted from the small lantern, and admired the craftsmanship of the blade. It was easy to tell that it took a lot of effort from the blacksmith to craft this weapon.

Loganel then returned the naked blade back to its scabbard, and redirected his attention to the ring his father had given him. The ring was a bit on the larger side since it was originally worn by his father, who was an adult. However, he tried it on anyways, sliding the shiny, black band down his middle finger on his left hand, and was surprised when the ring suddenly shrunk to fit the size of his finger.

"What's wrong?" Juliana asked, stopping her combing and turning over to ask. She was currently dressed in a simple white night gown as she prepared for bed.

"Nothing," Loganel responded and returned to his examination of the ring.

When Loganel had slid the ring onto his finger, he suddenly felt a connection of Mana between him and the ring. It was as if his Mana was communicating with that of the ring, creating a pathway that abridged the distance from him to the ring.

He closed his eyes and concentrated his attention on the ring, and he was then able to visualize some items. There was a letter and coins. Loganel then decided to concentrate on the letter, and when he reopened his eyes, the letter has been summoned and had appeared in his hands. The letter was addressed to him and was penned in a familiar penmanship. It was written by his father Aldin Ainzloft.

Loganel quickly broke the seal of the envelope with his fingers and retrieved the paper inside.

"What the hell?" Loganel exclaimed as he read the last part of the letter. He sighed and chuckled at Aldin's humor.

Carefully, Loganel placed the letter back into its envelope. By focusing on the letter once again, he was then able to successfully make it vanish in his hands and return back into his ring. He wasn't done though, as he still had money to count.

"So I have three hundred Copper, one hundred Silver, and five Gold," Loganel concluded after a few minutes of counting. Initially, the process was difficult since it wasn't easy to maintain his focus for so long. However, Loganel soon discovered that he could actually just summon the coins in number intervals as in summoning out ten coins by a time, which made the process a lot quicker.

In his mind, hidden beneath his sly grin, he was overjoyed by the large amount of money he was given. In this world, about ten Copper is equivalent to a decent meal consisting of bread and meats. And since one hundred Copper is one Silver, and one hundred Silver is equivalent in amount to one Gold, eating isn't a problem for quite some time. But, that is if the money is only used for eating.

Loganel had already started planning about how he would spend the money. Being an adult that somehow just woken up in this new world as a different person, he had the maturity to control his spendings. Therefore, that night, he slept soundly as the future appears to be quite bright ahead of him.