The girl was not the timid type. After only a few moments of fishing without saying a word—like one minute—she already started asking him questions.
"So where are you from, exactly? It's not every day that we get new people around here," she said.
That was a question Kayn couldn't answer. They would never believe him if he said he came from another period of time and had been frozen by a mysterious creature…
So, he shared a sad story with everyone there. The story basically was this: his village got attacked, and he fled.
What Kayn tried to make them understand was that his village was really far from where they were. The idea behind that was to make sure they wouldn't find out any clue about his fictional village.
The girl didn't tear up or look sad after hearing that story. She simply said, "I see. At least you're here with us now, so you don't have to worry about anything."
Kayn wasn't so sure about that, with the warrior leader saying things like tribes attacking them.
"Are you sure we're safe?" he asked. "Because as far as I know, the only reason I'm here with you is because I can become a potential warrior. If not, then I don't know if I would still be here."
The girl had her fishing rod in hand, staring at the ocean in front of them. She didn't even look to the side to answer him.
"Even if you didn't have the potential to become a warrior, our village would still take you in. We're not like the barbaric people from the nearby tribes."
She meant what she said. Kayn could see that. That was nice—it meant he didn't have to worry about the people of that tribe, and only needed to worry about the people from the nearby ones.
*
The fishing went great. Kayn was not using his Void Slime as a fishing rod anymore. For the time being, he wanted to keep his summon as his trump card.
He was using a normal fishing rod granted to him by the tribe. It was worse to fish with it compared to his Void Slime, but it wasn't that bad.
At least with it, he was actually training his fishing skills and not solely relying on his summon to fish.
They stayed there fishing for only one hour. It was enough to get the necessary fish for the tribe. The girl with Kayn explained that it wasn't worth catching more if they couldn't store the fish properly.
The tribes were really behind when it came to technology.
"A few tribes have mages who can use water-type spells, and I've heard rumors that they can actually store food for a long period. Something about using ice," she shared with Kayn.
"Oh, really? That's useful," Kayn said, feeling unimpressed.
Apparently, the other tribes had some advantages over them. Maybe they also had advantages in other areas—who knows. Kayn was just trying to mind his own business for the time being.
They returned to the tribe and shared the fish with everyone. It was like a trade. The villagers who took care of animals or planted crops gave them something in return for the fish.
Kayn received some potatoes and a jug of milk. It was nice. With it, he would have something different to eat and not just fish.
When night came, he had to find a place to stay in the village. The chief of the warriors was more than willing to share his house with Kayn.
The reason for it was simple: the man had lost his wife and now only lived with his son.
So, the house had plenty of space for Kayn to stay without causing any problems. The last thing he wanted was to be a burden to someone in the village.
Also, the plus side was that Rahka was a nice guy. He wasn't the type to keep talking when someone didn't want to, and for Kayn, that was simply the best quality a person could have.
*
They prepared dinner together with the fish and potatoes Kayn had gotten. Rahka introduced his son to Kayn. His son was Len, and he was around 17 years old.
The age was similar to Kayn's, though Kayn was older. So they got along pretty well.
Of course, they were still people from completely different eras, so it wasn't like becoming friends with someone from Earth 15,000 years ago. It was different.
Rahka went to his bedroom while Kayn and Len prepared dinner. He came back with something in his hands.
"Hey, Kayn," he said. "This is for you."
Kayn looked to see what it was. It was a set of clothes that were common in the village: clothes made of fur.
The clothes were much different from what he was used to. They looked primitive, but at the same time, cool!
Kayn really wanted to be a part of the village, and having clothes like that would certainly help in that regard. He was looking way different from everyone else, and that wasn't a good thing.
So, after receiving his new clothes, he went to his new bedroom to change and returned looking way different. His brown fur clothes gave him a nice charm, and they showcased parts of his body. He had some muscles, but he was way smaller than the other warriors.
He had that featherweight fighter body type. Anyway, he was happy with his new gift.
"This is amazing," he said. "Now I feel like part of the family."
Rahka laughed and tapped him on the back. "You were part of the family before that. We take care of each other in this village. Get used to that."
Kayn smiled.
*
The dinner was simply amazing! Potatoes with fish was great, and it was much better than having just fish. Kayn ate a decent-sized meal, but he didn't go overboard. He wanted to make sure everyone had food to eat.
"You must be feeling really tired, and tomorrow we're training early, so make sure you get some rest," Rahka said.
"Understood," Kayn replied.
Rahka gave him a final look before closing the door. But Kayn wasn't looking to go to bed early.
Now that he had exchanged his meditation technique, he had to make use of the night to train with his new one! So, he opened the tiny window of his room and left.
Most of the people in the village were either sleeping or just chilling inside their homes. People didn't like to go out during the night.
The only ones outside were the guards who had to keep watch over the village and the surrounding area. That was their job.
Kayn tried to sneak around and not draw their attention. If they saw him, it probably wouldn't matter—but it was only a matter of time until the guards mentioned it to Rahka, and then he'd start asking questions.
He looked for a nice place to practice on the beach. The night breeze there was simply amazing, and lying on the sand to meditate had its charm.
The training had officially started.