"You don't have to run faster than the bear to get away. You just have to run faster than the guy next to you."
These exact words were spoken by Jim Butcher and these words were applied by the kid in a real-life situation.
He is just a kid so there is no way he would have actually thought of so many things, it's more likely he would have done it at a subconscious level but even then it's strange as a kid of his age usually would cry or not be able to even run cause of pain.
It was like he was used to injuries and the pain, kids who usually exhibit signs of such a level of self-protection are usually bullied, harassed, or even...
I sighed and started to resume my walk, it was not like his life was any of my business. The cold and refreshing air blew at my face and it reminded me of the foil air of my old world.
Supernatural stuff like spirits, demons, and mythological creatures might be just a legend in my old world but all of it was real here.
Magic and supernatural abilities also existed in this world.
I remembered suddenly that I was assigned the task of cleaning the house by my old man which I had nearly forgotten.
I changed my direction and suddenly started to run towards my house near the end of the village, I quickly reached my house and found that no one was there.
I started to clean the house before that old man came and started to scold me.
If It were on earth this much work would be considered too much for a 5-year-old brat but people of this fantasy world have a very good constitution in general.
I quickly finished the work and made the house all shiny and clean, the door suddenly opened and the old man came inside and looked all over the house in amazement and said
"you actually for once did something useful"
My face turned black at his words, I knew I was a lazy kid with no motivation and my future dream was to become a house-husband with a rich wife so all my life I had done nothing but still, what do you even expect from a 5-year-old kid.
He came to me and started ruffling my hair but I shook his hand away from my hair as he always messes up with my black and shiny hair, well it was also because of his envy of my beautiful hair.
The old man might be the strongest person in the village as he usually hunted beasts and animals on the outskirts of the black forest.
This might be the reason why people have no choice but to listen to his words whenever this is a conflict.
Even with his strength that could be considered phenomenal on earth, it is nothing great compared to the superhumans present in this world.
He looked at me for some time, probably forming words to say to me.
"Brat what do you want for your birthday"
Birthday. Truth be told 11th December is probably not my real birthdate, this day became my birthday because I was abandoned on 11th December.
I could ask him for toys like other kids or even some kind of games, I kind of like those toys and games as they are a good method to save yourself from loneliness.
But.
"I want some kind of balm or medicine that quickly heals wounds "
Hearing my words he narrowed his eyes and started checking my entire body, he probably checked every corner of my body, and when he found nothing.
"I can't see any wounds on you, don't tell me you got in a fight and hurt some other kid"
"Why are you speaking like I am some kind of bandit"
Seriously! Does he think I am some kind of gangster that likes to get in a fight and if I do get in a fight there is no way I am letting that person be able to have some kind of leverage against me?
So what should I do, do I tell him what I found when it's just a guess for now, and even if it's true it will be hard for him to interfere in other people's family matters, In this situation, if we take a wrong step it will make that quiet brat life more miserable.
"I-Someone is hurt and I need the medicine for him"
"Who is it?"
He looked at me with his sharp gaze and I uncomfortably avoided his gaze, I really didn't want him to know or interfere in this matter but I actually didn't have a choice as I am just a kid, and no matter what I do no one will take a kid seriously.
I told him about bully 3 and his leg injury and how I suspect he is suffering from domestic violence, I didn't know much about his family so I don't know whether both parents are making him go through it or his mother is also a victim.
The old man's gaze softened after hearing my words and he said these words to me.
"Lay off your hands from this case, I WILL TAKE CARE OF THIS IN MY OWN WAY"