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Noah was simply beyond excited right now.

How long had it been since he actually had a discussion with someone? It had been so long since he had a talk that he even forgot who he had his last discussion with by now…

– So I don’t even exist now, do I?

‘You are different.’

He dismissed the voices in his head and focused on the woman before him, or at least what he thought to be a woman who had been buried in the ground with his own hands.

“I am sorry for the current circumstance but as you should be able to intuit by now, I cannot really afford to put my guard down in front of a geared stranger.”

The armor that the woman was wearing was something he had only ever seen in sci-fi video games and movies till now. They were different from the body suits he was used to seeing on Earth. Even he, who had access to the latest body suits for battle, had never seen an armor of this caliber.

‘Well. I am pretty sure a very long time has already passed since I was last on Earth. Everything’s bound to change…’

He sighed to himself at that morbid thought.

“Hello…”

Noah tilted his head as he heard her next words, “You can speak… English?”

Was she really an Earthling then… was the thought that went through his mind almost immediately. His eyes twinkled as he nearly shook her by the shoulders but he managed to stop himself from doing such an irrational act.

Simply because she was from Earth didn’t mean that she would be friendly and hospitable, especially to someone like him, and he didn’t know what kind of weapon she had on her, so it was better to stay as vigilant as possible at all times.

“My name is Morgiana. I am a mercenary, per se. You might not understand what this means but you need to free me as soon as possible and go in hiding. Warn your tribes or anyone you know to hide and not get out for as long as possible.”

Noah had no time to ask more questions as the woman started to talk to him in a frantic tone, warning him of an incoming danger and telling him to hide as soon as possible.

– She believes that you are an aboriginal.

Noah looked down at himself thoughtfully. Here he was, looking like some teen, butt naked under the chilling temperatures of this world field with cold and snow, his appendage swinging around, and there was even a giant snake-like beast dead behind him right now.

‘Yep. Definitely looking like a barbarian at the moment.’

He contemplated his lack of embarrassment for a moment before realizing that his body was perfect and there was nothing to be ashamed of. In fact, he was sure that even a Greek sculpture would pale in comparison to him. Hence, he should just opt to show it as much as possible. In the first place, that reasoning itself was what made him not seek out any sort of clothes over the years.

– Narcissistic much?

‘It’s not narcissistic when it’s the truth.’

He sighed and dismissed the Voice who could not understand the beauty of his rippling muscles and perfect body. Hence, he focused on the one who seemed to be worried about something like that.

Telling her that he was the only living intelligent being in this —

– Hey!

Telling her that he was one of the two only living intelligent beings on this whole planet would surely make her more wary of him than anything else. He didn’t need that and he certainly didn’t want to enter a death match with the first person he could really talk to in a long while.

Listening to a voice that actually didn’t come from his head felt so nice and peaceful. He felt like he could hear her speak for hours on end not be tired for a single second throughout.

In fact, he wondered if he should simply keep her imprisoned for a longer time and have her talk some more nonsense or some shit. Even something meaningless or useless would be appreciated right about now.

Sadly— he could not do so right now as it seemed like the incoming situation was quite complicated and even dangerous.

“I do not understand what you mean exactly but… shall we move?”

Noah decided to give her the benefit of the doubt. The way she asked him to flee and hide despite him looking like a barbarian – albeit a very handsome one, an extremely handsome one to boot – showed a caring heart and someone that was worth giving trust to even if partially.

Either way, if things take a turn for the worse then…

– We eat her!

He approached her and grabbed her by the shoulders to her bewilderment and then—

Hmph~!

Grunting, he slowly lifted her up and broke her out of the hole she was previously imprisoned in.

“Oh…”

She seemed surprised but he didn’t have time to spare, “Can you walk?”

“I am currently low on energy. Moving inside of this armor is very complicated.”

“Yeah, it seemed slightly heavy when I carried you.”

“Slightly?”

Twirling his shoulder, Noah gave a look at his hard-earned food before looking at the armored woman and finally, he made a choice.

‘Let’s just take it as a form of workout for now.’

It seemed like he would have to walk quite a distance with those dead weight on him.

“Let’s go.”

———

Morgiana was bewildered beyond doubt.

No. She wasn’t just bewildered. She was positively astounded at this point and was trying to keep a very open mind about the current situation.

‘Just how?’

All the events that had happened to her one after another in a very short time frame had been way too stressful, to say the least.

Acting like bait, fleeing to an unknown solar system in some recluse part of the galaxy.

Nearly dying.

Waking up in pain and in a place with no one else but her and that too in a buried state.

Finally meeting with a young boy who was walking naked despite the chilling temperatures of this world.

What is the current temperature outside?

[Measuring: – 50 °C on the Imperial scaling measuremenet] [1]

Aren’t the people from Sol-III supposed to be carbon-based life forms?

[That indeed seems to be the case. Sol-III: Predominant species— Humans. Moderately intelligent races. Abyssal physical strength. No special talent. Moderately high Adaptation ability.]

She mused even as she was being piggybacked like a child by someone who was slightly shorter than her in height.

This was very uncomfortable for her but this situation made Morgiana wary of the person that was quite possibly his benefactor.

The boy was way too strong.

The armor she was wearing had a lighting system included which helped her move fast and precisely without wasting any energy. But that system was partially disabled currently as she did not have enough energy to maintain something like that.

Currently, the armor should weigh around 100 kg at the very least but he was hoisting her as well as the dead creatures on his shoulders while moving rapidly through the terrain. It was as if they had no weight at all, or simply… their weight was nothing to the boy.

She also noticed that though he was walking on the hard and cold ground, his naked feet showed no signs of tears or any form of wounds. His skin was in fact so pristine that she was even slightly jealous of him. His breath was not hurried and it seemed like the cold did not affect him in the slightest.

‘Dangerous.’

The boy was very dangerous. He was an entity she could not understand and he was nothing but a mere child. At most in his teens.

If the rest of the people on this planet were on the same level as him— things might be complicated for her.

But the most problematic thing was…

How long do I have approximately before the 40 thieves find me?

This was the question that had been plaguing her mind since before.

[Analyzing: Estimation, 72 hours. Remaining Time: 52 hours. Error Margin: 30%]

‘Ugh. Next time I should really keep my greed in check.’

She sighed and decided to close her eyes shut while making sure the AI of her armor was keeping guard.

She still needed to harness more energy. Even the slightest bit more could be the difference between life and death in the incoming conflicts.

She also needed to make sure the people here never got found out by those thieving bastards. She didn’t need more weight on her mind and causing the death of an aboriginal tribe was definitely not the kind of weight she wished to carry. Not after all the shit that she already had to carry in that broken mind of hers.

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[1]: For the sake of consistency and my sanity. The measurement system will mainly be the Universal Imperial System or UI. Similar to the imperial metric system on Earth. I would really like to create a completely new metric system but it would make things quite hard for me to keep track of. However, when they meet some aboriginal races in the future, those will have their own way of measuring things.