“Hee hee…” A burst of silvery laughter rang out, as beautiful as a fairy’s song. “You really have a thick skin, to say something like that.” The voice was lovely, but its owner was extremely calm, devoid of any emotion.

“Little sister, I’m not making things up, you don’t believe me?” David Clark looked at the girl covering her face and spoke, still wearing his gentle smile, with a half-smiling, half-serious expression.

“Who—who’s your little sister? And, you’re not allowed to talk nonsense anymore, or else I…” The girl seemed flustered by the “little sister” comment, so much so that she could barely speak.

“Alright then, give me a question to test me! I’m not afraid of you, little sister!” The last three words were said the loudest—was he deliberately teasing her?

The girl huffed, glared at him, then sat back down, saying coldly, “Can you get us out of here? If you can, this princess will pardon your disrespect. Otherwise—death!” Her tone was icy, with a chilling intent to kill.

David Clark smiled lightly and said, “Happy to be of service!” Just as he had expected, haha.

When he first saw this girl, he knew she wasn’t a soldier, and her authority was at least as great as William Scott’s, if not greater. When he first appeared, everyone stood up except her, and the others were guarding her. Later, when William Scott spoke, everyone else gathered around William Scott, but she remained unmoved. So, only if her authority surpassed that of William Scott, the captain, could this be the case.

His goal was to leave this place, but since he had no relatives or connections, he had to stick with this group. The first step was to gain their trust. To highlight his abilities without boasting himself, he used the girl’s words as an opportunity.

All in all, it was quite successful. First, he exaggerated his abilities, then provoked the girl, thus achieving his aim. But honestly, it was dangerous just now—if she had used her princess authority to have him killed, well, better not to think about it. Next time, he’d avoid provoking noble ladies.

It looked like leaving was possible, but who can predict fate? Even a once-in-a-generation genius like him couldn’t escape the whirlpool of this world.

Chapter 3: First Encounter with Magic

David Clark asked William Scott, “Can you tell me what happened?” Of course, even though the princess had great authority, they still needed this handsome guy to get out.

William Scott gazed deeply into David Clark’s eyes, secretly observing him. The boy before him had a natural and innocent air—he couldn’t be a spy. And his gaze, as if he could see through everything—could he really possess the abilities of a hermit? Maybe, who knows…

“We’re surrounded.”

“……”

“……”

“……”

“And then? Boss!”

“That’s it. Then we escaped here and met you.”

Honestly, I want to hit someone, David Clark thought bitterly. God, I don’t want to pretend to be innocent anymore (who told you to pretend?).

“Then tell me from the beginning—why were you being chased here?”

It turned out that countries had already begun to appear in this world. No, not just begun—there were already many countries. And now, it was just like those TV dramas: usurpation and palace coups.

The princess was from a country called Kager, and her nation was in turmoil. The chaos was caused by her younger brother and stepmother—of course, the brother was a half-brother, and, coincidentally, his mother was the stepmother. Geez, such a clichéd plot—it really needs a rewrite.

After the old king died, the crown prince ascended the throne, but soon after, he suddenly died. The queen then announced she would temporarily assume royal authority until the truth behind the new king’s death was uncovered. At the same time, the second prince declared the queen a traitor and raised an army in the name of purging rebels, splitting Kager into two warring factions.

Unfortunately, as the two sides faced off, Kager’s third force—the Bronze Knights—joined the queen’s side, greatly strengthening her position. The second prince suffered several crushing defeats and had to retreat to a small border town. The princess, separated from her brother in the chaos, was being escorted to the town by this captain. Unfortunately, on the way, they were pursued by a squad from another knight order—the Silver Sword Knights—which led them here. Maybe fate brought them here. Allah, let me help you escape.

David Clark asked, “Let me think, let me think—you’re saying they’ve stationed troops all around us?”

William Scott said, “No, the north of these ruins is mountainous—we can’t get through, and they have no troops there. The east is enemy territory, certain death if we go there, so they only have forces to the west and south.”

“Oh, is that so? So we need to head west?”

“Yes.”