some time-travel novels. The surroundings were too real for it to be fiction. His clothes clashed dramatically with those around him, who were dressed in loose linen robes typical of adventurers and magicians.

Brutols found himself in a legendary magic tower, a breeding ground for famous magicians. His sudden appearance was dismissed as a teleportation mishap. If he wasn’t afraid, it would be impossible. But his years of honing his fire powers provided some assurance.

Suddenly, a fierce-looking magician in robes demanded, “What are you doing here? Why is no one with you? You lowly slave, why are you wearing such strange clothes?” The slender magician mistook Brutols for a slave, as he lacked the weapons of a knight or mercenary. Brutols wasn’t exactly muscular, but he was lean and agile. The magician’s insolence riled him, but when Brutols glowered back, the magician, a coward at heart, stepped back.

“How dare you, you filthy slave! Arrest this intruder endangering the esteemed magicians!” the magician shouted. Brutols wasn’t filthy; if anything, his minty-fresh breath was mistaken for foulness in a world yet to create toothbrushes. With a wry smile, Brutols punched the magician in the face.

Chapter 1: Traveling Through Time While Eating Barbecue (2)

Since Brutols is a fire elemental power wielder, it's easy for him to use fire-based abilities. Especially now, he wanted to knock out that pesky magician hard. A fierce flame instantly charred the magician's face. But Brutols had no regrets; people like him deserved it. Brutols soon realized that this world was somewhat like the ancient Roman Empire, with a system of slavery.

Because Brutols had knocked down this magician, he was quickly captured by the guards of the magic tower. These guards certainly looked strong, though Brutols knew he could resist if he wanted to. However, he wanted to see what the inside of the magic tower looked like, so he let the guards take him to the prison within. Brutols was suspected to be a slave who had secretly learned magic, mainly because of his flame-fisted attack. This injustice upset Brutols, as these were abilities he had known since childhood.

Yet, Brutols didn't care much because he discovered a stunning beauty in the prison. Despite her tattered clothes, they added a unique allure. Her eyes were adorned with blue eyeshadow — or rather, magical tattoos, since no one would give makeup in a prison, and this world likely had no sophisticated products like eyeshadow. Her body was covered with these blue tattoos.

"Why were you sent here?" Brutols, although not particularly interested in the beauty, couldn't resist his curiosity. The beauty responded with a gentle smile, saying, "Tell me why you were sent here first, then I'll tell you mine. Though I might no

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