The air fell into silence as if time had been frozen. The faces of the people surrounding the unidentifiable magic circle were frozen in place. The initial shock and excitement brought on by the overwhelming might of the magic attack, at this moment, felt like they had swallowed a fly as big as a slap in the face. The tall young girl directly in front of the magic circle, which was glowing with a strange red light, kept shrugging her shoulders, and her tightly clenched fists made a cracking sound due to excessive exertion.

"..."

"..."

Among the silent crowd, a spectator finally couldn't help but break the deadly silence.

"Why... This magic circle has been passed down in the family for a thousand years... why..."

"The ultimate magic circle that is said to be able to summon high-level existences, the only magic scroll in the world..." Another old man, leaning on a cane and hunched over, mumbled in a daze.

" ...is it because it's too old? Are the magic circle's runes missing?"

"Impossible. This is not some junk bronze level goods from the black market!"

The muscular short-haired elderly man in a suit frowned and shouted loudly in hearing this: Indeed, in that era when gods and demons came to the world, even a common magic sword was much stronger than any high-quality swords today, and they showed no signs of wear and tear due to time, let alone more meticulous magic circle scrolls, especially the ultimate summoning scrolls, which were rare even at the time.

"So... the error is in..." Everyone's eyes turned to the young girl in the middle before someone's words were finished.

The girl stiffened, hesitantly moving towards the center of the magic circle.

Lying in the middle of the magic circle was a strangely dressed human. As the girl approached, a cold sweat appeared on his forehead.

"What the hell is going on? The ultimate magic circle? A thousand years? Is this a new dungeon?"

"I can't feel my body... Someone's coming, his voice is... high heels?"

"Ah, she's near! Oh?!!"

Larry, who was pretending to be dead, suddenly heard the sound of the wind, and in his line of sight was a red high heel and the beautiful legs in black stockings belonging to the wearer.

"Snap"

Tears welled up in the girl's eyes and she clenched her fists tightly.

She lifted her high heel, stomping fiercely on Larry lying on the ground, shouting in frustration, "Why did I summon a human ah!"

This kick nearly made Larry jump up in anger. But he felt weak, and something was off. He'd never seen an announcement about this dungeon in the game or on any website. A hidden dungeon? The game designers weren't afraid of being reprimanded for letting players trampled on, were they?

The pain he expected was surprisingly gentle, like a sheet of paper falling on him.

But the high heels on his chest let Larry know she had indeed kicked out with resentment.

"Damage reduction? Am I really in a game?"

"I...!!"

"Hey, hey, hey..."

"In any case..."

"She's angry... "

" ...Nonsense!"

Several elders watched Larry getting trampled by high heels, with the most pitiful look on their faces—this might be the most pitiful summon... no, summoner in history.

"Then why can't my body move?"

Larry, with an expressionless face, was still being trampled by the girl, and he silently "watched" the panel in front of him—isn't that his game panel?!

"...everything is there, no debuffs, so why can't I move..."

Just as he was thinking this, Larry suddenly felt a terrifying feeling rising from the bottom of his heart, as if a giant hand had grasped his heart.

"Thump, thump—" He seemed to hear his own heartbeat clearly.

"What is this feeling... my head hurts..."

A splitting headache raged through Larry's mind, and he had no idea how much time had passed. When the pain in his head subsided, the surroundings became clear once again.

"Such a garbage copy… I’m going to curse the designer as soon as I go offline..."

After the girl spent some time venting, the short-haired elder in the formal attire finally spoke again: "Anyway, let's properly arrange this… this young man first. Let’s wait until he wakes up… Assign someone to take care of him at all times, and let me know when he wakes up."

"Yes x4"

"Um, right. Well, maybe this is the fate of the Shafeield family..."

"..."

"..."

Everyone paused in unison, and even the girl stopped her actions, her head down as she seemed lost in thought.

"Unwilling…" With a few words muttered under her breath, the girl clenched her fists tightly, her tears falling onto Larry's face.

The others who walked out of the room did not hear the girl's whisper. They instructed the servants at the door before leaving in their respective directions.

"Why this plot, the family's dying struggle, attempted to summon a high-order summon to save the day?"

"They ended up summoning a player here? That’s quite interesting."

".. cried?"

The young man on the ground felt the wetness on his face and slowly opened his eyes.

The girl’s knuckles turned white from clenching her fists too hard, and tears uncontrollably spilled from her eyes.

Turning around, the girl seemed to have all the strength drained from her body, no longer standing upright as before.

"Where's the mission reminder? What kind of copy is this?"

"Isn't it improv?"

“…” Larry wanted to say something, but found that he couldn't move now, and even his body didn't seem to belong to him at all. Both speaking and moving are impossible.

Hearing the sound of several servants coming, Larry opened his own panel, trying to find out why he couldn't move.

Character name: Osric

Level: MAX - LV.500

Profession: Arcane Creator

Sub-profession: Sword God Emperor

Heartbeat: N/A

Can't discern

Force: 1Y

Agility: 1Y

Intelligence: 1.6Y

HP: 9.8Y/9.8Y (Recovered 1.2Y every second in battle)

MP: 32Y/32Y (Recovered 1.6Y every second in battle)

Guild: Hwajizhuang

(Three preconditions...)

BUFF: Air dancer, Warrior's trials, Heart of the world, Heart of nature, Arcane creator, Eye of Breaking illusions…

DEBUFF: Unknown debuff, being repaired.

"The attribute sequence has not changed at all, but a debuff has been added?"

As Larry was gently placed on a soft bed and the door was closed, he finished touring his mind.

"The plot of this copy is quite immersive."

Seeing the vast amount of revival coins, Larry felt a lot more secure. After all, if he accidentally died, couldn't he just come back to life and fight again?

What? Can't win? Well, he can just run away…

"Unknown DEBUFF has been repaired successfully." The system prompt sounded in Larry's mind, and Larry opened his eyes again.

This time, he finally regained control of his body.

It's indeed a crappy designer, the game started with such a huge bug.

Putting an end to his chaotic musings, Larry acted bewildered as he opened his eyes, looked around, and then looked at the tall girl next to him who was clasping her hands - the girl who had been silent since he was carried in, trying to make her presence invisible.

The girl who stepped on him with her high heels!

Larry is not a masochist, and his XP doesn't lie in this.

Their gazes met, and Larry blankly stared at the girl in front of him, while internally admiring the game's graphics, which were indeed much better than the plot.

Her gorgeous purple-red hair was simply tied up into a high ponytail. It did not detract from the girl's beauty but rather highlighted the noble temperament, making her look more arrogant. Her icy look hasn't changed since Larry appeared in this place. Her eyes, still a bit reddened from crying, stared stubbornly at Larry's face, as if trying to find something different from him.The young girl had just confirmed that the human before her was a fellow who didn't possess a shred of magical power. In other words, the ultimate summoning circle, produced by the family's inherited scrolls, had summoned an ordinary man.

"Who are you? Why were you summoned by this circle?" Finally, Larry gained the upper hand in their gaze duel, prompting the girl to utter her questions. Her eyes remained defiant, evidently unwilling to admit that she had messed things up.

"..." Larry silently regarded the girl, equally puzzled.

From being pulled into this game until now, he seemed to have received no mission prompts whatsoever.

What kind of game didn't provide mission prompts? What was he supposed to do next?

He casually glanced at the girl's stats and blinked.

"So weak."

"Not even at silver level... There probably isn't much in this low-level hidden game. What a waste of time.”

“Exit game.”

"What did you say?" The girl's breath hitched at Larry's words.

Larry shot her a glance without responding. An NPC that's not even silver level—even if it were a starting guide object, the final reward would not be anything great. That's just how game design worked. He didn’t want to waste any more time here, and he also wanted to scour the forums to find why, even though he was in the middle of a game, he was suddenly transported into this one.

"System error, unable to exit game."

"System error, unable to exit game."

"System error…"

His multiple unsuccessful attempts to exit the game caused Larry's countenance to darken.

"What the...”

He stood up and made a small cut on his palm using a finger.

“You're kidding?”

Upon realizing that something was amiss, Larry jolted upright, sucking in a sharp breath.

“This isn’t a game. Have I actually travelled to a different dimension?”

The girl seemed startled by Larry's actions, but soon, hope flickered in her eyes as she asked, “What did you mean by that sentence you said earlier?”

Larry's gaze fell on her. It was this girl before him that had summoned him to an alternate world.

"Now it's my turn to be summoned?"

No wonder the dialogue didn't resemble a program or AI's—it was a real world.

"You summoned me here and you don't even know who I am?"

Upon hearing Larry's question, the girl wore an expression of astonishment and confusion.

"I'm sorry, but I didn't sense any magical power from you."

"That's just because you're too weak."

He had to think of a title to intimidate these natives.

"Are you the one who summoned me, girl? Are you my summoner?"

Hmm... this felt so embarrassing... Although it sounded thrilling in anime, saying it out loud really felt awkward!

Despite Larry's embarrassingly adolescent outburst, the expression of the perennially frosty-looking girl finally changed, her eyes becoming spirited.

"... Who exactly are you?” The girl asked, furrowing her brow. Compared to her initial direct kick, this was more than polite.

Five elders who had just arrived outside the door also halted, waiting for Larry's response.

"Come in."

Ignorning the girl, Larry coolly invited them in.

"Since you're here, come in. The summoning ceremony is not complete, if you wish to know my true name, then please me through sufficient mediums, not those tedious magical gems."

The group outside exchanged glances, then they nodded and proceeded inside. The leader of them, a short-haired elder, bowed to Larry, introducing, “I am Rick Alan Sheffield, the current head of the Sheffield family. We welcome your arrival. If it pleases you, kind sir, do inform us of your preferences.”The four people behind followed his actions to bow, but Larry didn't move. "Always giving myself an identity with a background." "Your welcome, including when I just fell weak by the summoner, watching the foot stepping on me? Or your inaction on the side?" "Boring tricks." Seeing the defeated five and the girl, Larry is now getting angry. This rude attitude without any explanation made Larry even more irritable. "I've thought about the thing that could serve as a medium for you guys." Larry's gaze rested on the girl and he said half-jokingly. "You, be the medium of my coming to the world." Larry smiled at the girl mysteriously, but judging from his expression, it wasn't something good. "Let me be the medium? Except for what you're saying, there's nothing that can prove your usefulness." The girl stubbornly stared at Larry. The reversal she expected had come, but the other party seemed to hold a grudge. Yet she didn't want to succumb, because the appearance of the others being summoned really didn't look good. "..." Larry looked at the few people around him, the corner of his mouth twitched. Normally, such an event would require at least the summoning party to reach a certain level. But since it was a magic circle depicted on a magic scroll, all it needed was to input the corresponding magic power. He thought it was just because the girl was low-level. Not even one of these old guys next to him is high-level? "But it's too weak!" "The highest is less than level 30, I'm also curious how you guys managed to summon me." Larry said, his eye twitching. To be fair, Larry could tell that his current ability was like that in a game and at this level, let alone a few less than level 30 mess, even 300-level ones in a game would have to pay in power to summon. How come you guys look even more vibrant than me? No wonder I couldn't move when I was being summoned, it was because you guys were too weak, right??? "Level 30? What do you mean? My grandfather is a silver-level strongman!" The girl was not sure what Larry meant by level 30, but she made no attempt to hide the pride in her eyes, as if a silver-level strongman was something very powerful. "I believe Sir has enough capabilities, but... regarding using my granddaughter as a medium..." "Grandfather, please let me finish what I should do." The girl stubbornly that looked at the short-haired old man and interrupted him, then looked back at Larry. "Since it is so, start your so-called descending ceremony now. No matter what consequence, I will bear it." No longer feeling any shame for her adolescent-like rhetoric, Larry now also wanted to try if he could manipulate magic and sword skills as he wished, like in the game. Let this so-called summoning ceremony be the test. Before then... "So, girl, tell me your name." Larry said to the girl. "Charlotte, my name is Charlotte Sheffield." The girl stared at Larry as if wanting to see a flower bloom in his eyes, then gave her own name. At this point, Larry looked at her face properly for the first time, her exquisitely beautiful features, her seductive lips, her high-tied purple hair exuding a unique charm, like a proud flower on a snow mountain. "What a perfect girl." Larry muttered. "What did you say?" Charlotte looked at Larry with some confusion, the latter shook his head and got out of bed. Still wearing the pyjamas, Larry speechlessly dusted off his body. These people, they wouldn't just draw the magic circles with chalk, would they? "Follow me."A formidable spiritual force enveloped the entire manor, the path leading to the summoning array tower clearly appeared in one's mind.

The young girl in the room and the five elders looked at one another, and in the end, followed behind Larry.