Facing Evan and Brendan’s questions, Jonas remained silent saying nothing. He had a strange feeling; normally, whenever Alice appeared, only he could see her. But this time was different; Alice appeared open in front of everyone. This made Jonas suspicious, finally thinking that Alice had some malicious intentions.“Jonas, our system has an issue. Do you want to reset everything?” Without waiting for Jonas to respond, Alice went straight to the point, a smile still on her lips.“System issues? Is there really a problem with the system, or is this some damn scenario of yours?”“The system is indeed having problems. You should reset everything!” Alice repeated her words.Jonas had run out of patience by now. He directly exposed Alice’s true face and what she called the system.“There’s nothing wrong here! Everything is your play. Why did door open earlier? Don’t tell me it opened coincidentally, with no arrangement! Everything, all of it, is your script!” When this door suddenly opened,
The town of Splendide, Winter in the town of Splendide was always something special. The old branches reached out into the empty space like bony fingers, as if trying to catch wandering souls. The air was freezing. All the houses on the street were tightly shut. People on the streets were all bundled up, with their heads down and hands in their pockets, trying not to expose any skin. Some people were cold and had red noses because they didn't have warm clothes or a well-insulated house in the winter.Gusts of wind swept through, flipping everything in its path, whether it be tarps, awnings, or whatever it could lay its hands on, as if searching and shouting in the faces of those trying to hide. The wind swirled around anyone and everyone, regardless of gender, age, or social status, as if waiting to discover any vulnerability, and the moment it did, it would sneak into collars, sleeves, or attack any exposed patch of skin, making that person shiver uncontrollably.That seemed to b
The next morning, as usual, Jonas went outside early in the morning to begin his training. As soon as he opened the door, a powerful gust of wind slapped him in the face. A quick look at today’s weather didn’t seem any better than yesterday. In fact, it was worse. However, Jonas didn’t mind; harsh weather like this would help him train his body better.Jonas’s life in this town, even the path he walked, felt desolate. People avoided him, despite his cleanliness and lack of any foul odors or contagious diseases. They treated him like a mobile plague and constantly shooed him away. Pedestrians would unconsciously shift to the side when they saw him. Some even changed directions. Not only adults but children in the town also treated Jonas with disdain. Perhaps they had been taught by their parents that Jonas was something utterly repulsive and to be kept away from. Some children even cried when they saw him.But Jonas seemed to have become accustomed to this, considering it as somethi
The locals and some nobles were smoking and drinking while waiting for Jonas to continue the story. He used his blurred eyes to survey the room, unable to see much, yet it felt as though he could see everything. He continued in his melodious tone,“He was a swordsman from another world, a world from the modern era, hundreds of years ago, with things beyond our imagination. He arrived here by chance, taking on the role of an ordinary person, blending into this society to confront a sinister force...”Jonas’ storytelling was perfectly paced, with climaxes, twists, moments to relax, and even humor, all narrated in a deep, resonant voice. It quickly captured the attention of those in the restaurant, and the audience grew larger by the day. His tip jar filled up.Jonas finished work late in the evening, and his stories always ended when the restaurant was about to close. After the guests experienced a gamut of emotions—tension, anger, laughter, and even tears—they would leave, some generou
Today was no exception, and he had been looking forward to sensing the familiar sights and everyday scents. However, to his surprise, what appeared before him was still a tightly closed, cold shutter.The medicine basket in his hand fell to the ground.At this moment, a woman’s voice suddenly spoke up, “Back for another handout? I think you should change your target. The bakery’s owner is down with a cold today and isn’t opening.”A cold? She’s down with a cold? That seemed illogical because he had been giving her medicine for days, and she had taken it. She had even told him that her health was improving thanks to his medicine. He could smell the medicine on her, which confirmed she had used it, not just reassuring him. So why... why was this happening again?Just yesterday, she had been perfectly fine.Jonas stood there, feeling as though a piece of him had been hollowed out, leaving him feeling disappointed, empty, and incredibly anxious.The surrounding people continued to talk an
Jonas’s world seemed to collapse, his heart tightened, and he stumbled into the house with an unsteady step.As he entered the house, he immediately smelled the pungent scent of blood. However, this odor was not Selene’s; it was a mixture of blood and the scent of a man.But there was no sign of Selene in the house.The crying continued relentlessly. It was the cry of a middle-aged woman and a girl who seemed younger than Selene. At this moment, the people inside the house seemed to realize Jonas’s presence and turned to look at him.The middle-aged woman stopped her sobbing, suppressing her choked sobs. Jonas could sense their gazes on him and wondered what they thought of him.“Who are you? Who are you looking for here?” The middle-aged woman asked.“I... I’m here to find Selene...” Jonas barely finished his sentence when the woman started crying even louder. The man lying on the bed struggled to sit up, his voice hoarse as he cried and said, “Selene, my poor daughter...”Seeing th
As for Jonas, his words seemed to give him a confirmation. He didn’t elaborate anymore, but directly turned the guiding stick in his hand into a sword. Then, with the speed of just the blink of an eye, he rushed forward, only seeing a black streak pass by, and then when they all regained their senses, there was a long trail of blood on his blade.As for the two juniors, without having time to think about anything, two thin but deep cuts appeared on their necks, and then they collapsed, dead without closing their eyes.This came as a shock to the leader. He stared at Jonas with wide eyes, unable to believe it. It wasn’t until he saw two of his juniors dead, bleeding in a heap, that he realized everything.His face was pale, his legs were no longer steady. He mumbled out incomplete sounds, then spun around and ran away, but after taking a few steps he collapsed to the ground, crawling. just dragged.Jonas did not show any fear or haste. He approached the other guy. At this moment, his s
Jonas had no intention of wasting any more time here. He swung his sword and swiftly sliced through the necks of the two men, causing them to fall to the ground, lifeless and without a word of protest. Perhaps the earlier scream had been too loud, as it attracted a group of people to the scene. “What’s going on? What’s with all that screaming...” A leader among them spoke with a gruff voice, but when he witnessed the scene before him, he froze for a moment before eyeing Jonas cautiously, along with the others. “Who are you, and why are you causing trouble here?” He muttered to himself, as if questioning his own actions. At this point, one of the thugs cautiously asked, “Boss, should we inform the master? This guy seems... difficult to deal with.” “No need. He’s just a blind man. Trivial matters like this don’t need to bother the master.” “Alright...” Then, a chorus of unsheathing swords resounded, and the group drew their weapons before charging toward Jonas. “It seems you don’