Fyaira’s eyes narrowed a smidgen when Alisea offered the group a buckler and longsword. Something about the mage’s tone of voice made her think the items had not just been given to her by a friend who was too scared to fight. But making assumptions wouldn’t help, so she cheerfully resisted the urge to take the items and vendor them immediately and said, “No thanks! 

Alisea appeared to be taking her new predicament very seriously, as shown by her desire to get to farming before the masses joined in, but the tinker who had joined their group was showing an opposite attitude. His suggestion that they tackle a dungeon already was a dangerous one, but Fyaira didn’t think he was making it due to overconfidence. Jack just seemed legitimately unconcerned about the danger.

Fyaira’s eyes darted between her two new companions, and her smiled broadened. She could already see a storm brewing.

“Aren’t dungeons supposed to be for when we hit a higher level?” she asked. She had played more than her share of RPGs, and usually, dungeons were not the first destinations in the game. “I guess we could prob’ly beat up a few monsters three-on-one, but I bet the experience gain from doing that wouldn’t be all that good compared to just grinding in the fields. Besides, I don’t wanna risk dying right out of the gate!”

While she was not afraid as many of the other players were, Fyaira felt almost certain that the demon king’s threat was real. By kidnapping her and putting her in this new world, Talrae had given her a second chance. No way was she gonna blow it by getting too cocky! Especially not since she was the one likely to face the brunt of the damage – her partners were both playing ranged classes – and rogues weren’t exactly built to tank.

“How about we just start small in the fields outside and see how that goes?” she asked. “If it’s too easy, he can fight harder and harder enemies until we find ones that are suited to us!”

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