It was a situation where a battle could break out at any moment. Serthia's fierce red eyes were fixed on me.

In response, I drew my red sword and pointed it at her.

I didn’t actually intend to swing it, but I needed to be ready to counter if she attacked.

I spoke to her with my sword aimed at her.

"Calm down."

I locked eyes with Serthia.

As I expected, I couldn’t read her memories. Her resistance was too strong.

"I’m not who you think I am."

"..."

"Or is this the kind of conversation you wanted? I don’t …