Chapter 225

Unlike the people down below, the people of that city looked like middle schoolers, so it was hard to say that she was a kid. It probably wasn't, but Leon couldn't help but feel like he was about to bully a kid who was bullied like every day.

"I don't have time to think about this kind of thing… I will use any means necessary to return home."

The four warriors spread around the area to keep an eye on things around the research center. No experiments were being held at night, but in case someone unexpected approaches, it was their job to find a way and inform Leon.

Although Leon had zero stealth skills, he managed to approach the girl quite easily and without being noticed by anyone and even her. Maybe it was because she walked with her head down and sighing every moment, but it was hard to be sure. Every single building around was closed, and not a single living soul could be seen. Eventually, she felt something smelly, but before she could turn around, Leon grabbed her and pressed a steel spear against her neck.

"Scream, and you will die, say anything, and you will die. Use telepathy, and I will make your head roll." Leon murmured.

The poor girl trembled like a leaf, and Leon felt like he just threatened a ten-year-old kid. She had the same height as Amanda when Leon left home to study overseas, so he felt incredibly guilty by doing that.

"Please don't kill me," The girl said while she let tears flow. "My grandfather won't give you a single coin for my life, but please don't kill me… I'm too young to die."

"I told you not to say anything…" Leon said, annoyed. "Don't say anything unless I ask something, do you understand?"

"Yes…" The girl said.

"You will turn around and guide me to the archives room at the research center," Leon said. "You won't do anything suspicious and won't try to stall for time. If you do that, I will let you go. Did you understand?"

"Yes, yes…" The girl said.

"Before that, tell me a route where we can avoid guards," Leon said. "I know that they erase your memories, but they only do that after you leave your post, right?"

"Y-yes… but I will only be able to access the archive room in eight hours." The girl said. "My access to that room is limited, and if I force my entrance on that place…"

"Shit… whatever, just guide me to the room." Leon clicked his tongue. " I will do the rest."

"Please, release me once we arrive there." The girl said.

"Sorry, but no can do," Leon said.

"Work hard, and you will be able to keep your head on the place and even escape from being punished," Leon said. "Now walk and don't try anything funny. If you do, my spear will pierce your head."

Leon stayed a few steps behind the girl. Although the people in the city were short and they kind of an advanced civilization, Leon didn't notice them wearing weird clothes. For some reason, even though people all over the world would mostly use clothes created using monsters' skin, that girl was using clothes that looked like it had been made of cotton… that being said, it wouldn't be weird if they have a monster in that world where they could obtain a similar material.

Although the girl left the building from a pretty large and well-illuminated part of the building, it looked like that wasn't the main-entrance only low-level employees used that. Anyway, Leon didn't see anyone or anything that resembled a camera nearby. Still, his heart was beating like crazy. That kind of action was a first to him, so he couldn't help but feel very nervous. He was defenseless in enemy territory after all.

The interior of the research building made Leon recall of one of those five stars hotels back on Earth. Even the entrance used by simple employees was pretty impressive and tidy… Leon saw the interior because some walls were made of glass, a very thick glass. Just like Eadmund said, the girl used a keycard, and a weird machine analyzed her DNA after collecting a small bit of her blood. Her legs trembled as if the world were shaking, and Leon could see the sweat dripping from her hands. Still… both of them sighed in relief when the entrance opened.

However, Leon felt like his heart got stuck in his throat when he heard some excited voices nearby. Leon held his spear even stronger, but nothing happened. He listened to the voice again and finally noticed that it belonged to the voice of someone who was celebrating something.

"… Who does that voice belong too? Why is he shouting like that?" Leon asked.

"I-it belongs to one of the guards… they are probably watching some footage of the frontline." The girl answered.

Leon frowned when he heard that most leaders of countries wouldn't reveal the actions of their soldiers on the battlefield since that could bring some serious problems later. But once Leon considered that the people of that world were fighting against the harvesters, which were invaders of another world, revealing that kind of footage could work as propaganda to recruit more soldiers. Not only that, now that people could use all types of magic, but most sports and ways of entertainment would also become boring… but a battle against alien creatures wouldn't.

"If they don't have cameras and can transmit that kind of thing, they probably know some magic that can transmit the memories of people… this world magic is really advanced, and I need to discover some useful tricks that I'm sure that they have."