Reborn With Infinity System Points, I Create the Strongest Universe! Chapter 167 -167-The Boy’s Past

A black-haired young man staggered toward them, clutching half a bottle of liquor.

Despite his drunken haze, he still made an effort to stand tall and glared at the group of rcenaries.

"Under the watch of the Star God, how dare you bully a lady!"

"I am ashad of you!"

The young man swayed and stumbled, stepping in front of Hathaway to protect her.

Turning to face her, he tried to force a smile, believing it would seem reassuring.

"Don’t... don’t worry, lady! With , Leo, here, no one can hurt you!"

The rcenaries sneered at the sight.

"Kid, are you drunk? Star God won’t care about such trivial matters!"

The others burst into laughter, completely disregarding the drunken boy.

Hathaway’s icy gaze swept over the rcenaries before she calmly spoke to the young man in front of her.

"I can handle these guys myself."

The young Leo furrowed his brows and, with the stubbornness characteristic of a drunk, shouted,

"No! A true knight can’t let a lady handle this herself. Leave it to !"

Before anyone could react, he stumbled forward toward the rcenaries.

Bang!

Smack... thud!

After a few dull sounds of impact, the boy was knocked to the ground by several of them, the liquor spilling everywhere.

"Pah! What is this!"

"Laughable, trying to be a hero and save the lady with this little bit of skill?"

"Haha, now even every Tom, Dick, and Harry is calling themselves knights?"

The rcenaries mockingly laughed at the unconscious Leo, then turned their greedy gaze back to Hathaway.

"Oh, the pretty lady hasn’t run away yet? Don’t tell you really expect this fool to save you?"

"Boss, I think she’s waiting for us on purpose!"

Another one leered, joining in.

To them, the girl before them was like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

But before they could finish speaking, they suddenly felt a sharp drop in temperature around them.

"Have you finished speaking?"

Hathaway’s voice was cold, carrying an aura that could freeze their very souls.

Before they could react, a terrifying pressure exploded!

Feeling the destructive aura strong enough to obliterate them, several rcenaries turned pale.

"What... what is this power..."

It was over!

It turned out that the real sheep here was them!

The next day, Leo’s small courtyard.

Leo woke up with a severe headache.

"Ugh... Star God above..."

He rubbed his temples and suddenly realized he was lying on his own hard bed.

Looking around at the familiar little cabin, he sighed deeply.

He wished this whole experience was just an absurd dream.

He had once thought he would awaken a powerful bloodline, like the heroes in the ballads, gaining world-shattering powers.

Or perhaps like a typical transmigrator, with a wise grandfather or a system at his side...

But the reality was, he was just a foreigner who had accidentally landed in this world.

His village, Dalton, was located on the edge of the kingdom, mostly inhabited by ordinary people, with very few having magical abilities.

Leo was one of them, though his magical talent was poor.

His strength was only at the level of a Novice Mage, and he might not even be able to beat the experienced and strong hunters.

With such diocre magical talent and no blessing from the goddess of fortune, he would probably spend his life struggling at the bottom of society.

As he sank into his thoughts, his fragnted mories from the previous night flooded back.

Hmm? Didn’t he try to be a hero and save a lady?

But what happened after that, he couldn’t rember at all.

He struggled to get out of bed, and a wave of pain surged through his body.

Ugh—

He gritted his teeth and slowly walked outside.

The small cabin had a little yard, which he had personally tended.

There was a simple wooden shed, and a patch of tilled land with so common vegetables and fruits growing.

He took a deep breath of the cool morning air, deciding to go to the town and buy so dicine.

"Hey! Leo, didn’t expect that!"

He ran into a familiar face not long after stepping outside.

The blacksmith, with a sly grin on his face, made Leo puzzled.

He was about to ask, but the blacksmith was already whistling and walking away.

"Leo! Co here!"

By the side of the road, Ms. Tina, who ran the breakfast shop, waved at him.

Leo walked over, confused.

"Good morning, Ms. Tina. What’s up?"

Ms. Tina smiled and lowered her voice.

"Leo, tell the truth, what’s your relationship with that beautiful lady from last night?"

A beautiful lady?

Leo froze for a mont.

The mories slowly beca clearer...

He had indeed saved a very beautiful lady last night.

Then what?

He racked his brain but couldn’t rember what happened after that.

But logically, he must have defeated the thugs and then that kind lady must have brought him ho, right?

Yes, that must be it!

He didn’t answer Ms. Tina’s question directly but instead asked,

"Ms. Tina, did that lady leave?"

Ms. Tina smiled even wider and pointed behind him with a subtle nod.

"There, she’s right behind you."

Leo froze, then quickly turned around.

There, standing in the morning light with a faint smile on her lips, was the beautiful lady.

"You’re awake?"

Her voice was clear and lodious.

Leo’s face imdiately flushed, feeling awkward as he nodded.

"You... I..."

Hathaway didn’t say much, simply stepping forward and handing him a bundle of dicine.

"You were injured last night. These will help with the pain and promote healing."

Leo stared at the bundle of dicine in his hands, stunned.

Behind him, Ms. Tina was already grinning widely.

"Ah, Leo, you kid, get back and rest well after getting hurt! Don’t leave any lingering issues!"

"This lady’s so kind!"

She gently pushed Leo, her eyes full of encouragent.

Leo imdiately understood and gathered the courage to invite Hathaway.

"Um... if you don’t mind, would you like to... co to my house for a sit?"

To his surprise, Hathaway didn’t hesitate.

"Sure."

So, the two of them walked back to Leo’s modest little cabin, under the curious and envious gazes of several villagers.

"Lady, about last night..."

Leo awkwardly began.

"No need to worry about it, I’ve already dealt with those rude n."

Hathaway replied calmly.

"Really? That’s good... Wait, you dealt with them?!"

Leo suddenly raised his head.

At the sa ti, so fragnted mories flashed through his mind.

He was knocked down by those guys, and then that lady unleashed a powerful aura...

My Star God!

What a sha!

He had actually made things worse and beca a burden!

"If I hadn’t jumped in recklessly, you probably would have handled it easily by yourself, right?"

It was all that damn rum’s fault!

Hathaway gently shook her head, her gaze falling on the bundle of dicine in his hands.

"Your injury is more important. Apply the dicine first."

Leo stared at the bundle, his emotions mixed.

He had acted recklessly, gotten beaten up, and yet the very person he was trying to save had helped him, brought him ho, and even bought him dicine...

It made him feel incredibly embarrassed.

Seeing Leo standing there, unsure of what to do with the dicine, Hathaway seed to misunderstand his hesitation and softly asked,

"Do you need help?"

Leo blinked, his face turning even redder.

"How, how could I... well, in that case, could you... help ?"

He finally gave in to his feelings.

Looking at Leo’s awkward yet trying-to-stay-composed expression, Hathaway’s eyes flashed with a faint smile.

It had to be said, this unexpected beating had beco a turning point in both of their fates.

From that day on, their relationship gradually ward in the simple, peaceful daily life of the village.

Until one starry night, after a carefree and joyful shared drink, the two broke through the thin veil between them...