I AM A MAGE BUT WITH MILF SYSTEM - Chapter 263

Chapter 263: Village, middle of nowhere
Julian stood still, listening to the rustling leaves and the soft murmur of the river. After some time, the boy emerged, dressed in a strange outfit.

His upper body was bare, revealing a lean frame, while his lower body was covered by a small, thick fabric made of leather that resembled an undergarment.

Julian raised an eyebrow and asked, “What are you wearing?”

The boy grinned and replied, “It’s called nu. All the male members of our tribe wear it.”

“Don’t you feel cold with just that?” Julian asked.

The boy puffed out his chest and patted it with pride. “No! We, the Tribe of Nu, worship the God Nu, and He protects us from everything, even the cold.”

Julian smirked, intrigued by the boy’s confidence and the mention of this mysterious deity. “I see. That’s some faith you’ve got there.”

The boy shook his head, “It’s not just about faith, it’s our whole way of life.”

Julian nodded thoughtfully and asked, “So, where do you live?”

The boy pointed south of the river. “Just ahead. We have a small village.”

Julian knelt by the riverbank, cupping the water to clean his face. “What were you doing out here all alone?”

“I was just wandering,” the boy replied with a proud grin. “I am the son of the patriarch of the Nu Tribe. I need to be brave and handle things on my own.”

Julian laughed in amusement seeing the youthful determination.

The boy hesitated for a moment before his eyes lit up with excitement. “Can I call you big brother?”

Julian looked at him, surprised by the sudden request, but he couldn’t help chuckling at the boy’s eager expression. “Sure,” he said with a smile.

The boy beamed with joy and said, “Big brother, you can call me Hanu.”

Julian extended a hand and replied, “Nice to meet you, Hanu.”

Hanu shook Julian’s hand eagerly. “Big brother, I have so many things to ask you! Can you tell me about the outside world?”

Julian smiled warmly. “Of course, Hanu. Ask me anything.”

The two sat by the riverbank, the sound of the flowing water providing a soothing background melody to their conversation.

Hanu bombarded Julian with the questions about the outer world. Julian answered each question patiently, describing tales of grand cities, bustling markets, and incredible adventures.

When he recounted his adventures, Julian couldn’t resist exaggerating a little. He added things like saving a maiden from bandits, fighting dragons, and various magical tales.

Hanu listened intently with his eyes widened in shock and surprise.

Time slipped by unnoticed as their laughter and stories filled the air. Before they realized it, the sun had already set and the forest was bathing in the soft glow of moonlight.

The cold night breeze washed over Julian and he finally glanced at the sky.

“It’s already night,” Julian said with a hint of surprise in his voice.

Hanu looked around nervously, his voice tinged with panic. “Oh no! Mother will kill me for staying out this late!”

Julian chuckled, crossing his arms. “That’s what you get for wandering around for too long, little brother.”

Hanu glanced up at Julian with concern. “Big brother, do you have anywhere to go?”

Julian’s expression softened. “No, I don’t. I’m just passing through, alone.”

Hanu’s face lit up with excitement. “Then come to my house, big brother! You will love it there. Mother makes the best food, and everyone in the village will want to meet you.”

Julian smiled at the boy’s enthusiasm, amused by his unending energy. “Alright, lead the way. Let’s hope your mother doesn’t throw me out for keeping you out so late.”

Hanu laughed nervously and tugged at Julian’s hand. “Don’t worry, I will make sure she doesn’t!”

With that, the two began making their way through the forest, the sounds of the night accompanying their journey to the Nu Tribe’s village.

After walking for five to ten minutes, Julian’s gaze fell upon a small, bustling settlement located in the middle of the dense forest.

The flickering glow of bonfires illuminated six small houses arranged in a circle. A simple well stood at the center, surrounded by buckets. The sound of the domesticated creatures and chatter filled the atmosphere.

What struck Julian the most was the number of children. They moved between houses, laughing and playing under the watchful eyes of a few adults. Each settlement seemed to house multiple children.

Julian mind flashed back to his own home and he felt a sense of peace.

Hanu beamed with pride as he gestured toward the village. “Welcome to the Nu Tribe, big brother! This is my home!”

He hurriedly pulled Julian towards the nearest house. “Come on! You have to meet Mother and everyone else!”

As Julian and Hanu stepped into the village, the children immediately took notice of them. They rushed forward, surrounding Julian with curious eyes and excited chatter.

“Who is he, Hanu?” one child asked, tugging on Hanu’s arm.

“Is he a warrior?” another said, staring wide eyed at Julian’s torn attire.

Hanu smiled. “This is my big brother, Julian! He fought against the Necharwa!”

The children’s gasps and whispers of awe were quickly replaced by excitement as they bombarded Julian with questions.

“Did you really fight a Necharwa?”

“How powerful are you?”

“Can you teach us how to fight?”

Julian chuckled, his usually calm and calculated demeanor softening as he crouched slightly to meet the children’s height.

“Yes, I faced one. And no, I didn’t exactly ‘fight’ it, I outran it.”

The adults began to gather as well, their expressions a mix of surprise and suspicion.

Julian stood and let his gaze wander around the small tribe, observing the attire of its inhabitants. The men all wore the same “Nu” clothing Hanu had proudly described.

However, his attention was soon drawn to the women of the tribe. Their clothing were easily standing out.

The women wore leather fabric that concealed only their nipples, leaving the swell of their breasts exposed. Their skirts seemed to be crafted from the same material as the men’s Nu garments and were short, barely covering their upper thigh.

Julian raised an eyebrow, amused by their bold culture, his thoughts hidden behind a faint smirk.

“Interesting customs,” he thought to himself, as he returned his attention to Hanu and the children surrounding him.