Serin lowered her gaze for a moment, as if searching her own mind for something stable enough to hold on to.
"My name… is Serin Velrith," she finally answered. "I'm twenty-two years old. I was born in the town of Brisel, west of the capital city of Altfordia. I was… an adventurer."
Albert nodded slightly. "An adventurer. From the Guild?"
"Yes," Serin confirmed. "Bronze-ranked. That's the lowest. We mostly take small escort jobs, clean-up missions, gather herbs, hunt small beasts… things like that."
"I see. How about another country or species or races that exist in this world?"
Serin took a moment before answering. There was hesitation—not because she didn't know, but because explaining her world meant organizing things she always took for granted.
