In the year X772,
Magnolia Town welcomed a man, a woman, and a dog.
The girl was about six years old, looking well-behaved, holding a small white dog in her arms, which was very cute.
The boy was slightly older, around seven years old, but judging by his expression, he seemed very displeased with the girl beside him.
"No, Cana, why are we looking for that scumbag? Aunt Cornelia has passed away, and that man never came to take care of her even once. Besides, we don't need to come here, do we? We can live perfectly well by ourselves, can't we?"
"Shut up! Don't talk about my father like that! There must be a reason why my father didn't come. If you keep talking nonsense, I won't talk to you anymore, hmph."
The little girl poked the little boy in front of her twice, clearly displeased.
The little boy was speechless.
Never try to explain anything to someone with a love-struck brain—oh, no, a father-struck brain—because they simply don't listen to reason.
The little girl was Cana Alberona, a poor little girl who had just lost her mother and was looking for her father.
The little boy was Ren Takeda, an excellent transmigrator. When he first transmigrated, he was adopted by Cana's mother, Cornelia, and grew up with Cana.
This was also why he came to Magnolia Town with Cana.
Otherwise, a six-year-old girl with a dog, traveling thousands of miles to find her father—damn it, if a novel were written like that, people would rip it apart.
At this point, someone might ask, would adding a seven-year-old boy prevent the criticism?
Answer: It would definitely still be criticized.
But what if this little boy was extraordinary?
After all, transmigrators should have their benefits, shouldn't they?
When he was younger,
uh,
not quite at this time,
then, when he was even younger,
Ren was mischievous and played in the mountains.
Carelessly, he fell off a cliff, had an adventure in a ruin, and received a legacy.
From then on, Ren became a distinguished God Slayer Mage of Earth.
After years of cultivation, although he wasn't sure exactly how strong he was, safely reaching Magnolia Town was no problem at all.
And once in Magnolia, if anyone still wanted to cause trouble, sorry, the redhead from another world would make an early appearance.
Ren walked along, deep in thought.
Before long, he arrived in front of a dilapidated tavern.
Looking at the familiar symbol before him, Ren was filled with emotion.
He had only seen it on a computer screen in the past, and now he could actually visit it in person.
"Alright, we're here. Let's go."
After Ren said that, he was about to kick open the tavern door.
He had seen people do this in the shows he watched, and the harder you kicked, the stronger you were.
At that moment, Cana suddenly pulled Ren aside.
Ren couldn't immediately understand how a six-year-old girl, who hadn't learned magic and was a bit malnourished, could pull a God Slayer Mage of Earth like him.
With a crack, the door Ren had just intended to kick the door shattered instantly.
Ren: ??? If I had kicked that just now, wouldn't I have turned into hero fragments?
After the fragments fell to the ground, a loud roar came from inside the tavern.
"Gildarts, if you find the door, don't use magic!!!!"
"Alright, alright, alright."
A weak voice slowly replied, "What a hassle. It's better not to find the door next time. That way, if I use magic, the old man shouldn't say anything."
Gildarts thought to himself.
But as soon as he stepped out, he saw two little pipsqueaks.
Dog: Woof woof woof, and me too! Two people and a dog, we are a team.
"Oh, two little ones, what are you here for? To post a request, or just to play?"
Ren immediately gave Cana a triumphant look, meaning, "Good luck, we just got here and we've already met our target. Cana, your scumbag father is this redhead, right?"
Cana, however, didn't show the excitement he expected.
Instead, she was a bit timid, like a mouse seeing a cat.
Ren kept winking at her from the side, "Your dad is right in front of you, go recognize him!"
But Cana still made no move.
Seeing that Gildarts was about to leave, Ren finally couldn't hold back.
"Gildarts, do you still remember by Daming Lake…"
"Gildarts, my friend is here to challenge you."
Cana finished her sentence in one second.
"Eh!!"
"Eh!!"
Ren's small eyes held a big question mark.
Me, fight Gildarts?
Now?
I'm not even ten years old yet. This is like not having leveled up to tier two, not even buying an iron sword, and the opponent is level fifteen with six divine items, directly spawn camping?
And I'm the one spawn camping him!!!
Gildarts was also full of question marks now.
Challenge?
This little boy, who looks less than ten, wants to challenge me?
Never mind.
"Good kid, you're really promising at such a young age. I hadn't even touched magic at your age. But you're still a bit too early for now. Come challenge me again in ten years."
"You're right, alright, alright, I'll come back in ten years."
Seeing an out, Ren immediately took it.
Going up now would be pure suicide.
But in ten years, that would be different.
Have you heard the saying, 'Don't bully a young man in poverty'?
And others only dare to give three years, but you dare to give me three years, three years, three years, and then one-third of three years.
Gildarts said nothing more.
"See you in ten years. I'll go easy on you then, hahahaha."
"What, Gildarts, you've been challenged by someone?"
"What, Gildarts has a scheduled fight with someone!!"
"What!! Gildarts challenged someone!!"
Alas, there were mischief-makers in the tavern.
In an instant, a large crowd surged out.
"Bets are open, Gildarts VS So-and-so. Gildarts at 1 to 0.000001, So-and-so at 1 to 100,000."
Ren: "Bastards, you're looking down on people too much. Also, please put my bet on Gildarts, thanks."
"Nonsense, what kind of chaotic mess are you brats causing?"
"My perfectly good Guild, you've turned it into a smoky, chaotic mess."
A small, elderly man in a clown suit walked out, angrily scolding everyone, clearly disappointed.
Ren was instantly moved.
Sure enough, Guild Master Makarov was still very reliable at this time. Old man, I will definitely repay your kindness in the future.
"Um, I bet 10 million J on Gildarts."
The moving feeling vanished.
This rotten old man, you really deserve to die!
In the future, I will definitely show you what it means to 'rather bully an old man than bully a young man in poverty.'
"Battle start."
"Battle end."
"Gildarts wins."
Ren lay on the ground, his eyes spinning.
Cana shook Ren continuously beside him.
"Waaah, Ren, you can't die!!"