Time passed, and it was already the next day.

I awoke from my unconsciousness, and sat on the ground, raising my torso. I stayed in my warm foetal posture for a long time, immersed in meditation and confusion.

Even though I was a Demon King in a past incarnation, I had no idea what has just unfolded.

I had no idea what actually happened, and when I looked at the time on my watch, which my father had given me for the journey, I was taken aback to realize, I had been unconscious for six hours.

But before that…where the hell am I?

I was no longer near the river stream where I had been.

Looking around, I was encircled by trees that towered high above my head.

A dense fog loomed a few millimeters above the ground, saturating the air with virtually perceptible wetness.

Trees and unusually dense fog...

I dropped back on my butt, dumbfounded by what this might possibly entail.

I'd already arrived in the Elven Forest. How in the world did I get here?

As I lifted myself up, I was relieved that I didn't have to walk for so long.

I think I'll be in Thysalen shortly!

It had been more than seven days, if not a week, since I had left Rosevain.

I had my bag, things and clothes on my back as well as an egg-like stone that had sprung from my back-palm from a Crest that resembled a Dragon's face and wings.

Huh! this....so, then the crest is...

Right! Now I get what happened! I'll be waiting for you, my little friend! take your time..!

Seems like, I will have a companion soon.

...

The encircling fog then reduced my eyesight to a few meters around me. While using mana to strengthen my eyes helped a lot, it didn't answer the main problem of how to walk from this location.

I strengthened my body, allowing me to perform mana rotations, which had become second nature to me by this point.

I could only absorb about twenty percent of what I could do when just meditating right now, but I couldn't complain, the situation was tough.

Right then! I should get going! I don't want to make this long....So...where should I go?

In my excitement, I began walking and unconsciously increased the speed of my steps.

As I continued forward, a slightly weird feeling came in my mind.

Then I sensed something on the left side of the road ahead of me.

As I strengthened my eyes with mana, my eyes had a very strong ability to sense danger. The feeling of immediate crisis I felt caused my senses to immediately sharpen.

Then I quickly lowered my body to the left, infusing mana into the blade of my hand, transforming it into a razor-sharp edge. This was an Immortal Arts technique called "Phantom Blade" in my previous world, however with the mana attributed here, it would be more accurate to call it a wind attribute ability.

Suddenly, a black figure flashed by where I was standing.

The spot where it had pounced was virtually within my grasp, allowing me to see what it was right away.

It was....