In the face of their intense glares, all of us fell silent.

Ethan and Nox stuck close to me, pestering me constantly, while Theodore’s group watched the scene with expressions that seemed equal parts amused and bewildered.

“You all manage to joke around even in a situation like this. Ethan, Nox—you two have changed so much it’s almost unrecognizable,” Theodore remarked, his voice tinged with both unfamiliarity and a trace of confusion.@@novelbin@@

It seemed he wasn’t accustomed to the current dynamics, particularly how casually Ethan and Nox interacted with me.

“Are you all secretly putting on a play behind my back? Honestly, this feels so surreal I’m starting to question whether it’s a dream,” he said, rubbing his brow as if to ease his growing headache.

Theodore looked utterly exhausted, likely from the constant tension he had maintained on the journey here. Sensing the need to refocus the situation, I addressed him firmly.

“It’s neither a dream nor a play. The person in those rumors is probably me. After all, I’m the only one in Brunel with that kind of strength.”

Yet, despite my admission, Theodore’s group remained skeptical. I didn’t bother trying to convince them further—it wasn’t as if I could just show off my strength to prove it.

Instead, I shifted the topic to something that had piqued my curiosity.

“But how did my rumors even reach the capital in this post-apocalyptic world?”

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