System Interface

"Inappropriate, you say?" Yennefer asked in a chilling tone. "I see…"

"Wait, woman!" I shouted, feeling the pressure increase a dozenfold. "Before you do anything rash, remember who it is that you're about to attack!"

"Oh, I know precisely who you are," Yennefer said as her thin, light blue sword unsheathed from its scabbard without her moving a finger. "I know you're about to be a dead man."

SHING!

Sh*t!

I tried weaving out of the way, but the large sword arc unleashed from Yennefer's sword was moving far too fast for dodging to be possible.

It was in realizing this that I understood just how absolutely f*cked I was!

However, just as I thought my only non-crippled life was about to come to an abrupt end, I saw something that made my eyes sparkle.

My saving grace!

*Ding!*

[An Agility Attribute Orb has dropped from a Peak Foundation Establishment Realm Cultivator!]

[+76 Agility]

As soon as those blue illusory words flashed in my vision, I immediately understood what I had to do.

I pulled the Attribute Orb toward me faster than the sword arc was moving.

My body instantly absorbed the Orb, with the appropriate amount of Agility being added to my System stat sheet.

A stat sheet which, as of now, looked like:

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[Name: Attribute Farming System]

[Host: Knox Falazar]

[Cultivation: Mortal]

[Title(s): A Thousand Lifetimes, A Thousand Times a Virgin (EX), Shameless Young Master (EX)]

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[STRENGTH: 1 (20)] (Without the System's help in reforming your useless body, even chickens could best you in a duel)

[AGILITY: 2 (96)] (I've seen snails move faster)

[ENDURANCE: 2 (20)] (Luckily for you, having low endurance doesn't affect your chances of bedding a woman. 0% is 0%)

[MIND: 1020] (They say there's always one good aspect of every person. This is yours)

[INTELLIGENCE: 3 (20)] (Ever heard of a book? They exist, ya know?)

[PERCEPTION: 2 (20)] (At this point, someone could aim a gun straight at you and give you ten seconds to dodge, but you would still get hit.)

[AFFINITY: 1 (20)] (You have no talent for anything. Ever heard of the phrase 'One-Trick Pony'? Well, you're a No-Trick Pony.]

[CHARISMA: 99 ] (....)

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My appearance has rendered you speechless, I see. Heh~

On a side note, it seemed that my Full Body Reconstruction brought all my stats to a set 20. Though, with the absorption of that Agility Attribute Orb, my Agility got way ahead of my other stats.

That was good and all, but…there appeared to be a life-threatening sword arc still barreling toward me.

"It does look a lot slower," I commented casually as my feet began to flutter. "Let's try dodging and see how that goes."

Following through with my intentions, I sidestepped to the right. Almost immediately, I noticed how much faster I was moving.

The me with 20 Agility and the me of now were like the difference between Heaven and Earth.

*Fwooop—!*

Sound blasted out behind me as I evaded the sword arc with ease. The arc cut through the air, producing rolling waves of energy that rattled everything in the vicinity.

Small marks appeared on the trees in the forest, growing more numerous as time progressed at a gradual crawl.

By the time the sword arc collided with something, I was already sitting cross-legged on a boulder beside the confident Eldest Young Miss of the Berkshires.

I leaned my chin against my fist and indifferently watched as the sword arc's large explosion kicked up dust, obscuring our view.

Yet, even if that was the case, we could still very easily make out the decimation that the sword arc inflicted on the area. Dozens of trees were blown to smithereens, with a 20-meter-wide charred crater taking their place.

It was around when the dust began to disperse that Yennefer realized that something was wrong.

That scumbag pervert—where was he!?

"That was a good show," I said, clapping like the suave gentleman I was. "Bravo, bravo!"

"You!"

"Me!"

WAAA!

The aura being emitted by Yennefer intensified, with her power achieving all new heights.

But before she could do anything that she'd later regret, several figures approached.

The rustling of leaves and snapping of twigs was what brought her back to her senses.

'What was I thinking!?' she thought. 'Attacking the Eldest Young Master of the Falazars in broad daylight within the Main Falazar Household!'

'Was I out of my gawdamn mind!??' she continued. 'Even if I didn't like him one bit, I shouldn't have been so impulsive.'

That was when her ambiguous reasoning came back to bite her in the butt.

'Did I really attack him so hastily for the sake of my sister? Or was it because of something else…?'

They say that when two extremely similar people met, they could do nothing but hate each other.

That was the case here.

"Oh, my loyal soldiers!" I shouted, alarm in my voice. "The evil girl who attacked me for no reason whatsoever is right over here! Help! Please help me!"

I have to say, even I was amazed by my extraordinary acting!

And why, you may ask, was I going through the trouble of playing the part of the victim?

Firstly, I actually was the victim in this situation.

Secondly, in court, who was likely to receive the favor of the judge?

The male or the female?

I need not elaborate any further.

Let's just say that if I played the victim before the vixen could…I'd come out on top in my home turf!