Panic started to creep in as I tried to regain control of my thoughts, with unsettling images playing in my head. I exerted all my strength to hold it back, refraining from doing anything foolish, especially as the tip of the sword began to touch my neck, causing a droplet of blood to slowly trickle down and seep into my hoodie.

"Are you deaf? Tell me about this world!" she demanded with a piercing gaze, sharp as a knife.

If only she didn't behave like a bandit, I would have praised her beauty, especially with her bright green eyes, petite nose, sensual lips, and a body like a model, adorned with long, wavy, reddish-orange hair that was quite hypnotic.

It's a shame she didn't have much better behavior.

Who am I to judge others like that? I'm not much better myself. She's beautiful, and what about me? Just a clueless V-Card Holder.

"Listen, I really don't understand your question, and I definitely can't think with a sword ready to slice my neck," I quickly replied. "And you should know, we from this world are much weaker than you, so there's no need for this. Don't worry, I still value my own life, and I realize that no matter what I do, I won't be able to escape from you, so please..."

I hope this works, I hope this works, I hope this works.

I really don't know what else to do if this approach doesn't make her lower her sword.

Pray that your head won't be severed, Zent, you'll really need it. The figure in front of you is much stronger than an average human. Not as strong as the redhead, but at least she can face ten grown men alone.

How could I know?

Let's just say it's one of the abilities I acquired after practicing martial arts for a long time. You'll instantly know whether to defend or escape with just one glance, and she's the kind of person who makes you lean towards the latter choice.

The girl sighed, sheathed her sword back and rolled up her sleeves. "You're right, I don't need to soil my sword for someone like you. My hands and feet are enough to turn you into a pile of flesh. So, quickly tell me, what kind of world is this?"

What kind of world is it?

I would find it a bit difficult to answer.

"Hmm, in short, this world is full of entertainment. You can find entertainment anytime, anywhere. However, behind every entertainment lies a great darkness that is often overlooked. There's a palpable social disparity, money is everything, and powerful people play behind the scenes, using pawns to achieve what they desire.

We also don't possess powers like yours, no monsters, no other races, just humans. We don't use weapons like swords or arrows, but rather rely on weapons far superior to those. Of course, I'm not sure if I would be able to directly confront someone with powers like yours.

Then, our world can be described as a world full of information. We can receive information from faraway places in a matter of seconds. For example, if someone sends a message from a different continent, we can receive it in less than a second.

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The green eyes widened, surprised to hear something that might seem impossible in their world.

For some reason, I felt a little proud to come from a world controlled by the internet. The internet does have its flaws, but when it comes to information, I believe we are number one.

"Oh, so your world controlled by information. It seems that this world isn't too bad after all. Besides, I can't deny that the information in my world can't do what you can achieve.

Receiving information in seconds from such a distance?

Just imagining it makes my head ache. I have also witnessed the power of your world's weapons in action. It's quite intimidating, especially if you don't possess any powers like mine," she paused, holding her chin while looking to the side, then returned to her original position with a slightly softened gaze. "Alright, I'll let you go. But you have to tell me what your next plan is."

"Is that important?"

"Of course. I need to know if you'll be one of the trouble for this world. It's better to know now than later when you've become slightly stronger, isn't it?"

"And you expect me to believe you just like that?"

"No," she replied, stretching her arms. "I just need to treat you more harshly once I know whether you'll be one of it or not. Besides, people like you who live in a world without magic will never be able to walk alongside us, who have lived in harmony with 'mana' since birth.

Whatever you do, you will never surpass certain limitations set by this world. Blame yourselves for living in peace without experiencing the fear of everyday life, trying to survive the cruelty of the world even as a child."

Shit, I really have to control my anger.

I can't make her realize it, or I'll surely lose my life. And... I also have no right to be angry because what she said is true. We've become too complacent, life has become too easy for us to the point where we sometimes forget to be grateful that we can still walk peacefully without worrying about dying the next second.

"What's wrong? Why does your face look like that? You don't like me calling you weak?" she asked with a mocking grin.

With my fists clenched tightly, I replied, "No, what you said is true. We are indeed weak, much weaker than you. But please don't generalize all of us. There are still many among us who struggle to survive by eating leftover food or garbage every day, there are still those who work tirelessly even when their bodies are not capable, and there are still many who haven't given up on life despite the world constantly tormenting them. So please, don't see them as weak individuals."

She snorted loudly, still wearing a smug grin on her face. "What are you going to do then? Fight me?"

"I am aware that I am weaker than you, but if you don't take back your words, I will make you take them back, and I will use every means necessary. That's my promise as a human from this world."

For some reason, the girl suddenly took two steps back, assuming a defensive stance, but returned to her original position after a few seconds with a puzzled expression. 'What just happened? Why do I feel danger from this person? He couldn't even defeat a 12-year-old child with his power.'

She shook her head, frustrated, and turned away. "Hmph, typical arrogant person. Be thankful that I'm showing mercy by letting you go. Otherwise, you might not be alive right now."

As I was about to respond, she had already walked away, disappearing behind the staircase leading to the fourth floor.

I slumped down, feeling weak, unable to feel my legs.

I couldn't believe I had just narrowly escaped death. Had I made even the slightest mistake, I might not be alive, becoming just another nameless corpse forgotten forever.

I was truly fortunate.

Without wasting any more time, I tidied everything up and prepared to leave, determined to search for the city while hoping that I wouldn't encounter her again, neither briefly nor in the future. Someone like her would only bring trouble.

Unbeknownst to me, I let out a sigh while thinking about it, "It's a shame she has that kind of personality, even though she's far more beautiful than the famous people I've seen so far," apart from the Café employee, of course.

At the same time, without realizing it, the girl was actually hiding behind the wall, trying to contain the sudden surge of emotions within her. She bit her lip and clenched her fists, watching the young man with white hair who was now walking further away from her.