After dinner, his mother went to sleep while Raizel returned to the game, unwilling to waste any time.

As soon as he reappeared in the village, he noticed a Shadow Lightning Wolf roaming around, seemingly in search of something.

"You still survived? Heh, no matter… Let's send you to hell as well," Raizel muttered coldly before lunging at the creature with a Nullifying Strike from his broadsword.

Slash!

The antimagic slash cleaved through the magical creature cleanly, slicing it vertically in half.

Raizel didn't even wait for its death—he was that confident in his strength.

But then—

[ Congratulations! You have leveled up. Level 11 → Level 12 ]

[ HP +50 ]

[ You have received 15 Attribute Points to distribute freely ]

Raizel paused—not because of the sudden level up, but because of the numbers.

"50 Health Points? 15 attribute points?" Raizel murmured, stunned.

"Oh, right… The Class Upgrade Trial."

He suddenly remembered something crucial. His class Upgrade Trial wasn't just for rewarding with those weapons.

It was originally been setup for Upgrading his class . And upgrading a class came with its own unique benefits, varying by class type.

For Mages, it often meant extra mana or intelligence.

For other classes, it depended on their specialized attributes.

As for Raizel's Anti-Magus class, it clearly focused on enhancing physical stats.

And why not? It seemed tailor-made for him—a perfect synergy with his antimagic spells.

Against magic users, he was nothing short of a walking nightmare.

15 attribute points per level was no joke. It would give him a tremendous edge over other players with classes.

Realizing that, Raizel felt both pleased and excited.

But rather than spend the attribute points immediately, he chose to save them for later, planning to use them only in uncertain situations where a specific stat might be lacking.

It was a strategic move, a smarter approach than distributing them instantly.

With that done, Raizel turned his attention toward his next task: finding a map that would guide him out of the cursed, blood-soaked village.

The stench of blood and decay was becoming too much to bear.

"There must be some kind of map here…"

Fortunately, after searching a bit, he found exactly what he needed.

It was a rough map leading through the surrounding Wild Forests to other nearby settlements.

He folded it carefully and stored it in his inventory, ready to move on. It was time to leave this godforsaken place behind.

As he followed the narrow pathway to the north, he maintained constant vigilance.

This time, he chose to grip the Convergence Spear instead of the broadsword, favoring its reach and agility for quick maneuvering—perfect for reacting to sudden threats.

Although the map indicated no major dangers along the route, Raizel knew better than to lower his guard. Caution never hurt, especially in the Wild Forest.

The sun was slowly sinking in the west, casting long shadows across the forest path. He was determined to cross the confusing wild forest before nightfall.

The path showed signs of previous human activity like trampled grass, wagon tracks, and occasional footprints. So he was confident he was heading in the right direction.

A few hungry beasts lunged at him from the underbrush and treetops, but they were swiftly and efficiently dealt with.

As the map claimed, no serious threats had appeared yet.

Still, Raizel knew that for ordinary people, even this relatively safe trail was far from easy. Many would only dare travel it in groups or by wagon, if they could afford the luxury.

But for him, this was nothing more than a brisk, alert walk through a forest that had lost its edge—at least for now.

After about two hours of steady walking, Raizel finally reached the edge of the maze-like Wild Forest.

This moment felt starkly different from when he and Kierra had first arrived at Green Leaf Village, which was surrounded on all sides by dense, suffocating woods.

Now, for the first time, he had truly escaped the forest's grasp. He was free.

The narrow path behind him was the only known route connecting the secluded village to the outside world.

Realizing this, Raizel felt a renewed sense of respect for the lost villagers. Their lives must have been unimaginably hard—isolated, constantly under threat, and with barely any contact beyond their borders.

He couldn't help but wonder why they had stayed in that dangerous place for so long. Why hadn't they moved? Sought safer land? The question gnawed at him, but he pushed it aside. The answers would have to wait.

His focus shifted to the sight ahead.

Stretching out before him was a vast expanse of clear landscape under Twilight sky. The heavy trees gave way to gently rolling terrain, dotted with the occasional structures of modest houses and cabins that hinted at nearby settlements.

In the distance, about 500 meters away, Raizel could see a clear dirt road lined with travelers. Some were walking with purpose, while others stood idly at the roadside, with their belongings beside them.

A few seemed to be waiting for transport. Perhaps a carriage or a wagon to take them to the next destination.

It was the most human activity he had seen in a long time.

With no hesitation, Raizel stepped forward, retracting his spear. He was eager to learn where exactly he was, and where his journey would lead next.

But as he crept closer, despite being unarmed, the common folk looked slightly uneasy as they glanced at the strange young man with snow-white hair and crimson-red irises.

He was handsome and fair, but there was a strong aura surrounding him—one typically seen in seasoned warriors or soldiers.

Raizel stood quietly in his simple, tunic-like commoner's clothes, yet his intimidating physique and well-defined muscles were hard to conceal.

To the bystanders, he was clearly no ordinary traveler—he was a formidable warrior, without question.

A few people considered approaching him, perhaps to ask who he was or where he came from, but none found the courage. Instead, they stayed close to their families, casting cautious glances his way.

"Hmmm..."

Suddenly, Raizel's sharp eyes caught a familiar figure sitting alone near the edge of the waiting crowd.

Her head was buried between her knees, but he recognized her instantly.

She was—

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