52 The Town Of Hammerlin

"Miss, we can go without the food…." I heard the bald headed bandit say. I looked over at him and drew my sword. "Waa! Look at these tasty leaves. I can't wait to eat them."

Seeing the bandits all eat the leaves happily, I nodded my head in satisfaction. I turned around to go prepare a spot for me to make camp, only to see that the idiot was still standing there. Drenched from the rain staring at me. "Why haven't you left yet?"

"I wanted to know why are you so strong?" Charles asked suddenly. To be honest, I also wanted to know why he was so strong. I mean, my stats were off the charts. 

[Humanoid Form]

[Name]: Faith Cyrilia

[Age] 12

[Level] 42

[Race] Dragonic

[HP] 20000/20000

[MP] ∞

[Attack Power] 19600

[Magic Power] 19600

[Status Points] 495

[Strength] 1960

[Vitality] 2000

[Intelligence] 1960

[Mind] ∞

[Agility] 1960

[Skill Points] 11

[Skills]