The sky was azure, clear as a washed gem. The sun rose high, occasionally with a soaring eagle in the distance. The people from the village gathered at the village entrance to bid farewell, as Lisa stood on tiptoes and waved her arms at me. The cool and refreshing air filled my lungs, addictive in its freshness. The wooden handrails on the carriage were worn with the patina of time, providing a rustic and slightly chilly feeling when leaned upon. The sound of horse hoofs echoed, the carriage jostled, and a gentle breeze whispered in the ears. Lush green vines adorned the sides, with occasional bursts of birdsong. The winding yellow dirt road led to another world. Ah! This is the feeling of traveling! My entire body felt brimming with fresh blood. Little Ilan gazed curiously around, their bright eyes flickering with light. Oh, little Ilan. Although I understand the excitement of your first journey, please look at me. As an older gentleman, I have learned to be reserved. Even on my first trip, your expression is too exaggerated. Be mature, be more mature! "Hey, brother, look at that beautiful bird!" "Where? Where??" Oh, indeed, it's so beautiful. Let me think... is it a colorful feather? It's truly stunning to see it in person... cough cough, but I'm not excited at all. Traveling is a practice, it is a practice. "Hey, brother, look at that lizard, it's eating a hard-shelled beetle!" "Where? Where??" Wow, indeed. Can it really digest such a hard beetle by rolling it up with its long tongue and swallowing it whole? But according to the records I've read, the toxic lizard should have powerful stomach acid, capable of corroding even steel. Darn it, I really want to catch one! That stomach acid would be a great treasure for a blacksmith. Cough cough. But, I'm on a journey! Eh, now that I think about it, how does little Ilan know that the beetle is called a hard-shelled beetle? Wait a minute, if I recall correctly, I spent the past two years in the village after being reincarnated. Traders would come to sell their goods, and buyers would come directly to the store. But little Ilan traveled all the way here from the Demon Clan. In other words, little Ilan is not a first-time traveler! Judging from Karona's appearance, she must also be frequently traveling. In other words, am I the only one who hasn't left the village? Am I the only one who is a homebody? Feeling disheartened. But I've lived in this world for much less time than Karona and Ilan, I'm only two years old, still a young man. Normally, reincarnations occur in babies, but I was reincarnated in the body of a recently deceased person. Two years ago, I woke up in the forest near the village, with several weapons scattered around me. So I took on the name Saiwa, and opened a weapon shop in the Beginner Village. It's not that I didn't want to leave the village, but I couldn't. Fortunately, no one in the village recognized me, but if I were to go elsewhere, I might encounter someone familiar with the original owner of this body. I don't have the memories of the previous owner, so I don't want to attract unnecessary trouble. That's why I specifically bought a cloak, to interact with outsiders. "Karona, where are we going next?" While driving the carriage, Karona raised her whip and pointed in the distance. "We've just set off, with sufficient supplies, it will take us about two days to reach Dorfa Town for replenishment." As a traveling merchant, I brought five swords that I made myself and bought some vegetables from the village. There was also a pot of flowers from Miss Yazi. Swords don't have an expiration date, and the flowers haven't bloomed yet, but the vegetables will not be fresh after two days. After discussing with Karona, the only closer option for sales was Milant Town, which would take about a day to reach. "Is there no shortcut?" "There is. If we take a shortcut, it will only take a day to reach Dorfa. But I heard there are bandits and wild beasts." "Even better." I said I would teach Karona practical combat experience, so why not let her face some danger? Constant battles are the best way to gain experience, and in real combat, one can realize their own shortcomings. "But if we take that route, we won't be able to travel at night and must rest." I understand that. If a herd of wild beasts attacks the horses, it would be easy for the driver to lose control. "Then let's get down and sleep. Although we don't have a tent, we have a campfire and sleeping bags, so it shouldn't be a problem if I keep watch."Karona turned her face to look at me. "But Master, if it's a wolf pack, there would be at least twenty or more. For just one person..."

I stared absentmindedly at the butterfly, Ilan. "It's okay, if there's an emergency, I will call you."

Karona seemed slightly displeased and turned her head back. "You're lying. If Master is so powerful, then one person should be no problem."

What Karona did not know was that my strength did not solely come from me. I admit that experience is very important, but this body I inherited was already formidable. Muscles, agility, observation skills, and willpower, all commendable. Why such a person would die in an unknown forest, I still don't understand.

But the only thing I am certain of is that I do not consider myself a person without attachments. If the previous owner of this body had any grievances, I will do my best to resolve them. Although, I still don't know what his original name was.

However, now I don't care what that guy used to do.

My name is Saiwa, once a middle-aged man running a weapons shop, now a traveling merchant.