After leaving earth in a pathetic way, Asher finds his soul in the body of a baron's bastard son. As the last surviving member of the Ashbournes, Asher must take up the mantle and build his territory or die in the jaws of a beast or the blades of hungry nobles greedy for his territory. Luckily, he did not enter this man-eat-man world without support. [Ding! Soulbinding successfully completed.] [Would the host like to upgrade your bronze-ranked butler to a powerful silver-ranked swordsman? Yes or No.] ............. https://discord.com/invite/8Ufe4789YX
"What is that?!"
A Nimrim Guard stationed at the outreach pointed at the company of riders on strange silver-scaled beasts. They looked both majestic and imposing.
Seeing the armored King Swordsman with their blue floating plume and capes on silver-scaled horses that had blue hooves and blue horns, the Nimrim Guards were awestruck.
"What kind of a beast is that?"
These kinds of questions refused to leave the lips of everyone that saw the company. The citizens of Nimrim kept chatting about them even after the King Swordsmen had returned to the camp with their mounts.
Once they returned to Nineveh, Asher planned for mass recruitment to fill up the troops, but before then, he stayed throughout the last week of the month waiting to stock enough barrels of pure evergreen olive oil.