The surviving remnants of the Mind Flayer Empire used a spacetime-jump spell to transfer from another world into this one.
The moment they arrived, Orsaga, who was idly strolling through a small medieval-style city, immediately sensed them.
"More players have entered the stage..."
However, he soon shifted his attention away with complete indifference.
And continued wandering about.
No matter how one looked at him,
that immaculate, leisurely figure in a white suit was simply not on the same level as anyone else in this dilapidated, feeble city.
Even the crude dirt roads blanketed in filthy sludge
became, beneath his steps, like luxurious corridors, making people instinctively feel inferior.
As he advanced, passersby all hastily moved aside. Even the horses pulling carriages automatically stopped at the roadside, utterly daring not to block his path.
Even the birds that should have been soaring freely through the boundless blue sky did not dare fly anywhere near Orsaga, all avoiding him in advance!
It felt as though some special spell with a repelling effect had been cast.
As he continued onward, the city, which should have been packed with people, spontaneously opened up a blank space containing no one but him...
For a time,
although no one dared approach,
countless people secretly turned their attention toward him.
It was the awe and fear that those at the bottom directed toward a higher-up whose background they did not understand...
Yet Orsaga had no awareness whatsoever of being the focus of so many eyes.
Out of curiosity,
he casually picked up a fruit from a street vendor's stall. Too lazy even to ask the price, he began eating it slowly and carefully.
Seeing this, the stall owner dared to be angry but dared not speak, only forcing a flattering smile onto his face.
As an ordinary