awkward level

It was a rather awkward level.

Not weak, but far from strong.

Yet, to see them trembling like that...

"Just to confirm, what level are you?"

"I'm level 5."

"...."

At the utterly confident answer, Justin and his comrades were left speechless.

It wasn't a joke—he was truly proud of it.

He probably didn't see any shame in that level, otherwise, he wouldn't respond like that.

'So, this must be the average level on Earth.'

Was the system deliberately giving them less experience?

Or maybe these guys had been holding back, unwilling to push forward and level up.

Whichever the case, one thing was clear.

"You're much weaker than I expected."

"Pardon?"

"Never mind. Just stay put. We'll handle the rest."

"L-lord!"

Justin pushed aside David as he stepped forward.

Tyler, as he was called, looked at Justin and his group approaching without hesitation and gave a bewildered expression.