“Me? A fallen god? No, I am just an ordinary person,” Arthur said.

Tracy had a disappointing look. She was hoping he was something like that to have someone to change the fate of their village, a forgotten place.

But, Victor, who was there with them, knew that what Arthur said was not the truth.

Someone that came from the sky? How could it be an ordinary person? Maybe it was not a fallen god, but it had to be someone powerful.

Arthur wanted to take the time there for a sort of vacation, away from fights against powerful mages, killing, and people chasing him across the universe.

He wanted to help in the farm, and maybe create a cabin of his own.

“This is a time to stabilize my power, and maybe get this planet to worship me! I see this as a good way to reach greater heights in the future!”

There was no reason for Arthur to not make everyone worship him! His system gave him such powerful skill, like the gods that had the celestial energy.

That was a good way for him to reach a level of power capable of leaving that universe to fight against the genuine threats.

“A shame… I was hoping you could help me become a mage…” Tracy said, looking down.

“Oh? I can help you with that, yes,” Arthur said.

“You can?” Tracy said, forming a bright smile, and almost jumping out of her chair.

She dreamed of becoming a mage, and she was at the age where people had the first signs they would become mages!

Tracy had almost one hundred percent chance of being one because both Victor and Emily, her parents, were mages!

Both tenth circle mages, which was not that great, but not that bad either.

“Can you truly help my daughter?” Victor asked.

“Of course, but first, help in the farm, right?”

Arthur did not have a family back at his universe. Now, he had wives, and for a split second, he saw Tracy as a little sister, someone he would protect at all costs.

“I never had a brother or a sister…”

A sadness came when Arthur thought about the past, but it quickly vanished as he remembered all the good things he had in his life, mainly his wives and friends.

Victor still had to build up some trust in Arthur to have him acting as a mentor for his daughter, but there was no denial that he had a good first impression of him, especially how he helped him out in the farm during the early hours of the morning.

“This is the part where we plant things to eat, and that part over there is where we plant some magical herbs. A few are rare, but most of them are common magical herbs,” Victor said, first pointing to where the food was, and then where the magical herbs were.

Arthur knew how to take care of normal plants and magical herbs; the water, killing the small bugs, and also the perfect spot for each herb.

Well, at least the magical herbs he knew from his planet. With a quick glance, Arthur noticed that all the herbs were unknown to him.

So, he said, pointing at the normal plants, “I know little about magical herbs, so let me handle these.”

Victor had nothing against it. He was more than happy to have any help at all, so even if Arthur only cared for the normal plants, it was good for him.

They spent the morning watering plants, ripping off the wild grass that grew nearby, and also killing the bugs that were trying to eat the plants.

It was incredible how a time working together was enough to make two men friends. Arthur felt like he had known Victor for ages. Victor even said he wanted to drink in the village’s bar at night.

Emily, who was inside the house with Tracy, heard it. She looked through the window and said, “isn’t he too young for a drink?”

“Really? He looks old enough for me,” Victor said, looking at his wife afterward, “don’t tell me this is a tactic to make me stay at home?”

She gigged, saying with irony, “of course not.”

They were just messing with each other. Arthur could relate to that, and it was clear both of them loved each other.

“How you two met each other?” Arthur asked.

“I met her at the magical school when I was a soldier. The army often sends soldiers to act as guards, and I was lucky to meet her there,” Victor said.

“And what about this wolf of yours, Rufus?”

“Don’t you know about familiars? We have a summoning ritual to invoke them. The type of familiar we get is set when we get our mana core. After that, learn some spells to control them,” Victor said.

That first part about the ritual was something Arthur knew, as it was how he arrived in that universe.

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It was not a problem for Arthur, Jane, Wisa, Sybille, Nefion and even Eleonora. Why? They weren’t ordinary mages to begin with!

Arthur had many bloodlines and a system, and he was basically a full dragon at that point, not even resembling a human.

Jane and Wisa also had the Monlog Giant bloodline, and soon Arthur wanted to share his dragon bloodline with them too!

Sybille was a vampire, and Eleonora a half-dragon. Familiars were things only the normal mages used.

“I did not know about that,” Arthur said.

After a while, the sun was getting too hot for them to endure, for Victor to endure, at least. It was also close to lunchtime.

“I think it is enough for the morning,” Victor said, cleaning the sweat in his forehead.

“Agreed.”

They gathered some potatoes that were ready to get into the lunch table. Emily gladly accepted them, pilling the potatoes, preparing to cook it in a pot.

Victor had his dagger on hands, cleaning the meat he got from his dispenser.

“There are some magical runes to make the food last longer,” Victor explained.

Arthur only nodded. Victor did not know what things Arthur knew, and what things he did not, so he explained everything to him, not caring if he knew it.

There wasn’t many things for Arthur to help in the kitchen. The place was also small, so he would get more on their way than helping.

He went to the room to check his wives again, who were still sleeping. Arthur did not know how long that would last, but he hoped they would wake up soon.

“They look healthy, at least, but aren’t walking up,” Arthur thought, giving a passionate kiss to each in the forehead, again.

Arthur returned to the living room, waiting for the lunch. Tracy was there, with an exciting look.

“Can you show me some magic? Mother and father never show me,” she said.

“What kind of magic?” Arthur asked.

“What kind? Show me some of your element! Mother knows water spells, and father earth ones.”

“I see. Well, there is something. Tracy, how you feel about flying?”

Tracy had her eyes wide open after hearing that. Victor and Emily, who were in the kitchen yet listening to their conversation, stopped everything they were doing.

“He can fly?”

They could not believe it!