I Was a Loner, but My Class Got Summoned to Another World…

Charlotte was ready to fight. She finally had what she needed.

The group entered the portal Silvia still had within her repertoire. As soon as she opened the gate, the heroes surrounding Logan stepped through. Silvia, meanwhile, stayed behind with Rubina and Marie—they needed to return to Rosethorn, the capital of Highrule, and prepare another gate to gather Logan's creatures.

Logan led the group this time, accompanied by Zephyr and Gaia the Ent—the only two creatures he could summon at a moment's notice. They entered the portal with him.

On the other side, chaos erupted. Explosions and artillery fire rang out, shaking the ground beneath their feet. The heroes found themselves at the harbor, a place they had fought to defend before.

"Damn it, she should have picked a better spot for the array!" Jin exclaimed, his uncharacteristic outburst betraying his class as a quiet monk. The boy didn't care to act like a chill hermit in the middle of battle, especially as magic surged past him, narrowly missing its mark.

Charlotte surged forward, new power coursing through her. This was the moment she had been waiting for—the chance to unleash her full strength.

Her abilities depended on the person she called "liege." The power he wielded and the strength of his convictions directly amplified hers.

Logan's focus, however, was elsewhere. All he wanted was to eliminate the threat causing havoc and return to claim the hydra. He had already gathered a formidable array of creatures—the thunderbird, the ent, the wyvern, and the mysterious black egg, which he believed would become the darkness spirit's blessed creature.

After securing the hydra, his next goals were clear: to find the light spirit's blessed creature and, finally, the wind-blessed to finish his class change quest.

Logan surveyed the chaos around him. Ships battled fiercely for dominance on the water, while people on land used magic and cannons to strike at the demons' vessels. Some of the demon ships had already managed to dock, allowing their forces to spill onto land and attack those stationed there.

Buildings burned as smoke filled the air, and the harbor lay in ruins. To the heroes, it was a grim reminder of the battle they had faced before, though this time the situation was far graver. The residents of the Pearl Isles were truly cornered now, their thriving marine kingdom reduced to its last stand.

Logan let out a weary sigh, taking in the destruction and bloodshed. Slowly but surely, he was growing accustomed to battle—and with that came the power to face it more effectively.

"Gaia, protect Lisa. You—Paladin—and the rest of you, come with me," Logan called out, his tone firm and commanding. "We'll work on clearing the demons here first. Once my creatures arrive, we'll need to find a way to get out to sea and help destroy those ships."

He knew that the arrival of his creatures might bring reinforcements and more heroes to help them soon. For now, though, his focus remained on leading the fight where it was most needed.

Charlotte, determined to prove her worth, surged forward into the chaos. Her large sword gleamed in her grasp, radiating a powerful light aura. As civilians fled the harbor in terror, some were struck down by spells meant for swift, lethal kills. Charlotte cut through the barrage with precision, deflecting the magic and cleaving down any enemies in her path with ease.

Logan had thought he'd be the first to engage, already gripping his trusted whip, its tip enveloped in flames and darkness energy.

The harbor was a scene of turmoil. Over a hundred civilians and merchants were still unloading their ships as a fleet of demon vessels crashed ashore. Two of the largest ships carried more than a thousand demons, which poured out in a frenzy, tearing through anything in their path. Amid the chaos, ten demons—clearly the strongest among them—worked methodically, siphoning energy from the dead into gleaming crystals.

Logan's gaze lingered on the blue gems, brimming with stolen life, which had become a source of suffering for humanity. He focused his efforts on dispatching the seemingly sane demons, intent on breaking their ranks. But his plan was interrupted as berserk demons, driven mad in their frenzied state, swarmed him from all directions.

Encircled, Logan lashed out with Scorch's searing whip. The crackling weapon cut clean through several demons, splitting them in two, yet the onslaught did not relent.

Charlotte noticed Logan's predicament and rushed to his side. Her large sword swept the area, keeping the berserk demons at bay and giving Logan the opportunity to switch tactics. Together, they began to carve through the enemy forces, each movement calculated and powerful.

"Hold them off for a bit! I'll cast a few spells to thin their numbers!" Logan shouted, his voice cutting through the chaos. Behind him, the other heroes were already engaged in combat.

He caught sight of his ent transforming its hands into massive claws, extending them several meters to pierce through any demons targeting Lisa. Lisa, meanwhile, balanced her role as both healer and defender, creating a Sacred Sanctuary to provide a safe zone amidst the battlefield.

Zephyr worked over the skies of the sea water, his winds tearing through demon ships and generating powerful tornados over the sea. His role was to aid the human vessels desperately fighting to stay afloat.

"Damn it! If only you'd let me evolve before starting this pointless fight!" Logan muttered, frustration evident in his words. He began pulling water from the nearby sea, utilizing Riptide's spells to minimize mana consumption while harnessing the element.

With the gathered water, Logan unleashed bursts of Hydro Cannon toward the demons. The torrents hit with such force that the impact felt like being struck by a wrecking ball, sending enemies flying or crushing them outright.

Blood mixed with the seawater as Logan continued his relentless assault, his focus now on drenching as many demons as possible in preparation for his next move. Despite the chaos, he kept Charlotte close, ensuring she wouldn't be caught in the crossfire.

Charlotte moved with grace and precision, her movements almost like a dance as she evaded incoming strikes and cleaved through enemies with ease.

For the first time, she felt truly alive. The synergy between her and Logan was perfect—their shared connection to the light spirit's element created a powerful resonance. Her passive healing ability mended both of their wounds, while one of her skills actively strengthened Logan, amplifying his power with every strike.