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
Just then, a soldier tossed a spear to Levi. The man caught the spear mid-air and spun it so fast that it left afterimages and stirred a mini whirlwind!
Swoosh!
In an instant, Asher saw the spear's tip hovering right before his nose.
"Let me see your skills, white hair," Levi growled.
Asher reached out for Euodias, but Moses stepped forward, stopping him with a firm hand.
"Let me fight him. This man isn't worthy of crossing weapons with you."
Asher smiled faintly. "He is."
Shing!
When Euodias was unsheathed, the crowd's eyes narrowed.
"What a fancy blade." Levi scoffed and twirled his spear before assuming a battle stance, his eyes locked on Asher like a bear eyeing a wolf.
But Asher didn't move. He simply stood in the same spot without assuming any battle stance, the tip of his sword resting lightly on the ground as he gazed at Levi without the slightest emotion.