A few days passed, and Kain and Mera's small carriage was approaching his village, according to the map.
This time they were very lucky to not encounter any robbery, bandits or any trouble. They just went straight to their destination without any obstacles.
At this moment, Mera nervously tugged on Kain's sleeve.
"Hey, when I see them later... what should I say?"
"What, Lady Mera is speechless, how rare?"
Kain's teasing made Mera's face darken, her hands reaching up to pull his long hair.
The relationship between the two had improved so much that this kind of joke wasn't something too awkward to do anymore.
"Okay, don't worry. I don't know about other villages but the people in my village are very nice."
Kain spoke calmly, but Mera could sense a hint of pride in it.
She also thought Kain was right.
Children with a fate like Kain's often had to endure very difficult circumstances. Don't think this is normal because the whole village joined hands to raise him from a young age. In this era, food is still an extremely important thing. Especially for small villages that rely entirely on food for self-sufficiency and trade.
Under normal circumstances, children like him would be abandoned to die or fed to wild animals.
Even if he was adopted out of a little compassion from the villagers, over time as he gradually grew up, that compassion would disappear, turning into hatred because a parasite appeared in the village.
Kain showed his intelligence very early, so from the age of five he began to demand that he would do something and that the people would pay him with food. Because he did not want to be turned into a parasite and shunned.
It's just that Kain still underestimates the kindness of his "family".
And he was very happy too.
Mera liked it when Kain told her about his village.
Because in normal times, Kain is always calm, not cold, but calm. Like a lake that never shows ripples.
That makes others sometimes forget that he is just a 15 year old teenager, and even if they converse very harmoniously, they will feel an invisible wall between them and Kain.
But it is only when it comes to "family" that Kain truly comes across as a young person.
Very quickly, their carriage approached the village gate.
It seemed that after the raid by the bandits, the villagers decided to erect a fence around the area. Even though it was just made of wood, at least it provided a little extra security.
As soon as their coach entered the gate, a kind-hearted man approached them warmly.
"Mr. Merchant... we…"
"Uncle, it's me."
Kain pulled his hood down, revealing his face.
The man was momentarily stunned on the spot and speechless, only stuttering a few seconds later.
"Kain? Is that you, Kain?"
"Yes, I'm back."
Kain smiled.
At that moment, the commotion of his return had spread throughout the village, and many people were arriving.
Seeing more and more people gathering, Mera became tense for some reason, her hands clasped together, her head slightly bowed as if to hide her face. But when Mera looked at Kain, he gave her a reassuring look.
"It's okay. I'm here."
She seemed to understand what he wanted to convey.
Mera pursed her lips, swallowed slightly, then took off her hood, smiled and waved to everyone.
Kain also seized the opportunity, acting as an intermediary between the two sides to quickly become acquainted.
"This is Mera, a new friend I met."
"Hi... hello everyone."
Her voice was a bit forced, but still received enthusiastic responses from the surrounding crowd. This made Mera really a bit shy.
The process that followed was not too complicated. Kain began to divide the goods among the families in the village. At first, they all refused to accept them, because they were Kain's goods. But when they learned that they were also Mera's gift to the village, everyone happily accepted them.
Aside from the joy of the reunion, they were also glad that they didn't have to worry about goods for a long time.
Small villages were rarely visited by merchants, so the transactions were few and only in small quantities.
The villagers rarely went to the city to shop. Not to mention the long distance, the danger from bandits was enough to make them give up.
So it's not hard to imagine what the little carriage brought them.
Some people can't help but feel sad when thinking about those days and years.
That evening, the whole village held a huge party.
In order to prepare for this party, they did not hesitate to take out the reserve meat.
Storing meat was a difficult task, especially with salt in short supply. But Kain had solved that problem, so they had no qualms about taking out their stored meat to feast on.
Villagers' feasts were not as formal as those of the rich. Food was spread out on large tree canopies, and the participants sat directly on the ground to enjoy it.
In the past, Mera might have felt it was inappropriate to participate in an event like this, but after rolling around in the Dungeon for an entire month, she didn't even feel like this was a big deal.
Mera sat with the other girls, where they kept asking Mera about the city, about what happened, even her relationship with Kain. This intimate atmosphere makes Mera a little unable to hold it, but she didn't hate it.
Kain sat with the men and elders. Although he was still young, in everyone's eyes Kain was no longer the "Little Kain" who needed their care. He had become a real man, capable of taking on responsibilities.
After eating, they danced around a huge campfire.
Kain also indulged in dances, unlike his death dance in the Dungeon, his dances were actually quite silly, but also very real.
This made Mera's heart skip a beat.
Suddenly, a wrinkled hand touched Mera's hand.
She looked back in surprise and found it was an old woman with a hunched back.
"You are... the village head's wife?"
"You like Kain a lot, don't you?"