[Five Days Later.]
"Am I some kind of main character or what?"
Viros mumbled to himself as he rubbed his chin thoughtfully.
His long sea-green hair tied in a loose ponytail while a smug look was on his face.
Luca glared at his cousin who kept on gloating over something.
"What are you speaking?" He asked, punching Viros. "Have you gone senile?"
Viros rubbed his side, walking side by side with his brother.
"No, think about it carefully. During the last few days we have been attacked six times!" He said, wrapping his hand over his shoulder. "Isn't it too much of a coincidence?"
Akamir, who was leading the group, looked back at the boy.
"It's because of the path we are in." He said, his voice clear. "It's almost a jungle, best place for the bandits."
Just like how Viros had said, they were attacked a total of six times.
Most of them were low-level bandits who couldn't even use mana properly.
Elves, being secretive as they are, give the humans only one way to reach them.
