t tell you the truth." Brutols was surprised; it's rare to meet someone who openly admits they might lie. This woman was certainly no ordinary person; he sensed a special aura from her — the aura of a killer. While this notion seemed absurd, Brutols indeed felt it. Such an aura only appeared on those with a history of killing.

"I'm not from this world," Brutols honestly said. The blue-eyed beauty laughed, obviously not believing him. Brutols helplessly shrugged; his story was indeed hard to believe. It was perhaps safer if she did not believe him. Coming from such a unique background, Brutols knew there could be powerful, twisted individuals seeking to exploit him. However, he wasn't afraid, knowing few in this world could defeat him. Based on his estimation, he could take on a thousand of those magical guards.

"Alright, I don't know if you're telling the truth, but I'll tell you. I'm a Shadow Mage." The blue-eyed beauty calmly stated, then turned away. Brutols immediately asked, "Shadow Mage? What’s that? Can you eat it?" The beauty was clearly displeased and turned back, exclaiming, "You don’t know what a Shadow Mage is? Have you never studied magic, or are you illiterate?"

“I can read, but I’ve never heard of a Shadow Mage. I’ve only heard of movies. Are Shadow Mages movie projectors in this world?” The beauty couldn't grasp what Brutols was saying, but patiently explained, "A Shadow Mage is a forbidden existence in this world. Our shadow magic is not allowed; we gain powerful abilities by seizing shadows."

Brutols thought it sounded similar to a character from "One Piece". Unlike that grotesque monster, the beauty before him was pleasing to the eye. He knew such power must be inherently evil since losing one’s shadow would likely cause problems. The beauty patiently explained that losing a shadow would weaken a person, making combat nearly impossible. Shadow Mages were powerful and feared on this continent.

"Alright, why don’t you try seizing my shadow?" Brutols said, intrigued. He wasn’t suicidal; he was genuinely curious about her ability. If she could take his shadow, he could likely use his fire abilities to retrieve it. To the beauty’s shock, she couldn’t seize his shadow, her eyes widening in disbelief.

"Why can’t I seize your shadow?" She asked, to which Brutols replied, "How should I know? You’re the expert, right? I’m not even a magician."

"Aren’t you a magician?" The beauty was startled; she had assumed Brutols had similar abilities. However, Brutols clarified, "I’ve told you, I’m not from your world. I'm more of a warrior. But warriors like me are rare in my original world.”

"I see," she nodded. "Can you help me escape then?" 

“Probably not. If the magicians imprisoned you, you must’ve committed serious crimes. If I let you ou

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