Section 1: Time travel and rebirth ()

On the grass under the scorching sun, a tall knight in old leather armor stood there in a daze. At his feet was a man's body. The corpse was wearing a cloth shirt with a foul stinking embroidered Holy Grail pattern. The cloth shirt was decorated with some iron pieces as armor. The corpse was lying on the side at the feet of the knight. The surrounding mess could be seen that there had been a fierce fight between the two sides. One arm of the corpse was strangely twisted behind him, and his face showed a stiff and surprised expression. The knight opened his mouth and gasped. This was a young knight's golden hair, a high straight nose bridge, and his chin was wide and covered with blue stubble. His eyes were like the blue sky looking around in confusion. Suddenly he issued a word that did not belong to this era: "I'm wearing it."

The protagonist is Chen Jun, of course, the handsome Junla, who is a fresh graduate of Chinese college student, but because of society, he was so down and out that he wanted to set up a street stall. Alas, what's even more tragic is that he met the urban management on his first day of work. In the pursuit of the urban management, he unfortunately fell down. After falling down, Chen Jun's eyes turned dark, as if he was in nothingness, and suddenly a light hit him. Chen Jun felt uncomfortable. When he opened his eyes, his forehead was so terrifying that he saw a small round helmet on his head. He looked extremely ugly. He looked very ugly and looked Western man put his face in front of him, and a mace was greeting him. He was frightened. He had never had a fight since he was a child in his life, and he didn't know what was going on.

His body moved, and he grabbed the guy's arm like a conditioned reflex. He twisted it back and heard a click. The guy's hand turned into a trick. On the one hand, he was surprised by his strength, and on the other hand, he was startled by the other person's desperate appearance. When the other person pounced on him again, his hand grabbed the man's throat and exerted force. With a crisp sound, the man's body tilted beside him. He stood there on the spot, a freshly baked corpse, and his mind was hidden in a promising young man who was just a civilized society, but now he has become a murderer. What is the situation? He looked around and thought there would be no witnesses. At this moment, a voice came and scared him half to death.

"Master, Master, are you okay? My God, this damn cursed thug, bah, bah." Just as he was afraid of his first murder, a bald short fat man in a wide gray robe ran out of the woods with a shield. The short fat man quickly moved his short legs and shouted loudly, it seemed that the short fat man had been hiding in the woods just now and dared not come out.

"Who are you?" He looked at the short and fat man for no reason, looking around him wondering what era this is, whether to pay for his life if he kills people.

"Oh, Master, please don't be angry. My stomach was uncomfortable just now, no, actually I want to hit this villain from behind, oh, this damn villain, bah, bah." The short fat man knelt on the ground and spitted at the corpse, his dirty and fat face was ridiculous. At this time, the name of this guy appeared in his mind, the short man Rudd, he scratched his head and thought that I was reborn in love, and he also possessed divine power. After resurrection, he possessed a jazz Rud von Schwab. This short fat man was his servant, a timid but cowardly but loyal guy.

"Okay, let's get up. I'll make you look good when I dare to run away next time." Schwab thought that he would rely on his guidance for those who were not familiar with this era. Looking at the gray-iron leather armor on his body, he looked pretty good. Under the leather armor, he was wearing a chain mail made of a small iron ring, which made him feel a little uncomfortable. The short sword that was originally worn on his body was probably a defective product in the fight with the thug just now. Schwab had to pick it up from the ground. The pure iron mace of the man he killed was just right in his hand, so he didn't put it on his waist.

"Okay, master, let's go to your territory quickly. There are cursed thugs everywhere. If not, maybe their accomplices will appear." As the dwarf Rud said, he pulled a horse pulling a heavy cart out of the woods. The wooden cart was pulling luggage covered with dirty gray cloth, and some carriage guns and sharp iron spears stretched out from the luggage package.

"Who is that guy who attacked me?" Schwab was very depressed and was helped by the dwarf Rued to another horse. The dwarf Rued skillfully went to the corpse and touched the valuable things. When he gave a purse to Schwab like a charming person, Schwab asked.

"Oh, it's a thug. These guys will go crazy whenever they see a noble knight like you. It's so terrible. The priests all say that the devil has moved into their hearts." The dwarf said, shaking his head, and he stripped the dead man's armor and clothes on the carriage, and then walked forward with the horse's head. The scorching sun shone on him with a smell of smell, forcing Schwab to turn his face away.

"Where are we going?" Schwab looked at the naked body on the ground, which he killed and was stripped by the dwarf Rod, as well as the empty woods and plains. The strange world brought Schwab a sense of novelty and strangeness.

"Go to your territory, master." The dwarf Rude said excitedly, as if it was his territory.

"My territory?" Schwab had a faint impression in his mind, but he could not remember anything after thinking about it carefully. Just like killing the man just now, his body knew how to do it, but his mind was blank.

"Yes, your castle, master, you are so amazing. You actually won a castle at the gambling table. God bless you, it's a good luck. Do you know that I was really worried about you at that time, but that idiot, of course I shouldn't have offended that lord, but he lost, haha, this is what I have been with you for so long. Finally, I have seen you own your own territory. You are always fighting for other men. Of course, this is also for honor. Now you can finally restore the glory of your ancestors. If your father knew about it, they would be crazy, and they would regret it and drive you out of the house." The dwarf Rued nagged

As he was talking, Schwab listened to his words while organizing the fragmented memories in his mind. He suddenly found that he had been penetrated into a place similar to the medieval period. Because he was the second son of his family, he was driven out of the house and had a sword and a horse when he became an adult. Before he was possessed by him, Lord Schwab had been fighting for others as a mercenary. It can be said that he was poor and finally won a castle at a gambling table. However, the unlucky guy was attacked and almost died. At this time, the gods possessed him on Schwab, and the unlucky knight was almost dead.

Following the dwarf, Schwab wore the armor of a medieval knight and rode on the medieval land on horseback. After walking for a short while, pedestrians gradually appeared on the muddy road. Most of them were traveling merchants walking together, carrying bloated bags and sticks, and wearing heavy and pointed leather shoes on their feet. When they saw Schwab and the dwarf, they quickly flashed to the side, with a cold and suspicious look in their eyes. Of course, some people stood by the road and took off their hats to pay tribute.

Because there is no cell phone or something, I can't see the time, and I don't know how long I have walked, a broken village appeared in front of them. There was no one in the village. Several thatched huts showed black marks of fire. The wooden fence of the cowshed was wide open and empty, and no livestock was found. The yellow crops in the ground were harvested. The weeds grew as tall as one person. A gust of wind blew across the half-closed door and made a banging sound. The surroundings were quiet like to graves. The dwarf Rued told Schwab that it seemed that the place had been looted by robbers or rioters. In the center of the village, a wooden and stone building suspected to be a church was collapsed, leaving only the front wall. A cross on the top of the pointed wall was tilted like an old man bent over. It could be seen in the ruins that the huge trauma had suffered.

"Oh, God, it seems that the thugs have not escaped the poisonous hands here." The dwarf Rudd cut a cross in front of his chest facing the church. The wind blew across the empty village and made a whimpering sound, like a ghost's sob.

Even the horses were unwilling to stay in this sad and terrible place. They lowered their heads and squirted their noses and slapped the ground with their front hooves. They hurriedly left here and continued walking forward. The sun gradually settled. A group of birds with colorful long-tailed feathers yelled over Chen Jun's head and passed through the dim woods. A green field reflected in his eyes. A tower-shaped castle stood on the horizon of the field, presenting it miraculously before them. In a desolate place without any trace of civilization, they finally saw a building that symbolized the masterpiece of human civilization. It brought Schwab not only a surprise, but also a sense of security in his heart. In the sunset, he seemed to see the spire of the castle.
Chapter completed!