Chapter 8: Protagonist appears!

Once again Alex found himself frowning deeply, He now knew that acting stealthily with this body was more taxing than usual, not to mention tracking sharp eared creatures. He could bet that if this goblins were the more intelligent sort, he would have been found by now.

'Anyway, As long as I follow this goblins it's only a matter of time before I find their home.' Alex thought as the goblins chat in an animated manner about their hunts and how they'd have to share it, while he nonchalantly carved another marking on a nearby tree.

He watched them curiously through the army of trees.

'This is a lucky chance, the best I've seen in the last twenty years.' he murmured.

They don't seem to have progressed much as he was soon reminded the description of the Ironbark tribe in the book.

"They already had decent armor by the time they were introduced into the novel. which means they must have only just found this place, best I get them now that they are yet to settle in."

Soon they approached something their destination, Goblins were moving from left to right, building hut in front of a cave-like structure which was obviously the place to mine mana stones. In all, the atmosphere look like a construction site from back on earth.

He vaguely remembered that basic goblins weren't smart enough to start this on their own, Unless...

'Unless Lovan is already on the First circle of evolution, but even how much intelligence would he have. I dare not imagine that he's of the second circle!.' Suddenly Alex felt worried.

Alchemists can only be awakened as an evolution path by those who are acknowledged by the God of Alchemy 'Neah', due to this reason, Alchemists were so few, added with fact that the God was tagged to be among the Evil God's of the Devil faction even though he was one of the Neutral Gods, followers of the God's Tagged with this, were to be seen as knaves who see goodness as weakness and callous cold deeds as strength.

Their God proclaimed to be a devil, Yet this same men used the Excuse of 'all creation must be saved and disciplined' to Enslave this people while shouting, ' we are prepared to fight on behalf of the defenceless and bring a healthy world into reality'.

Alex went through his minor understanding of the world's religion , He could only sigh as those who pray to the positive side of the divine force, also seemed to enjoy the false allure of cruelty and violence.

One thing kept reminding himself was that, 'Not everything was as they seemed".

with that thought, he left for his camp to make arrangements.

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Meanwhile, As the day's sun continued to shower the City of Thann's End with its rays, the sky soon began to change, dark clouds began to gather when...

Boom!! [SFx: Thunder]

Boom!! [SFX: Thunder]

Crraaaaaaaaaaackkakakaka [SFX: more lightning]

A commotion broke out in the streets of Thann's end as people scrambled to get to their Homes. No one expected the sudden rain but Unknown to them, a certain soul had just transmigrated into this world.

Within a room filled with Blue curtains containing the Emblem of small noble family, A young boy of fifteen years laid in his own pool of blood, this was Davis Fairchild, young master of The Fairchild household.

As he laid there, his eyes opened with a jolt as he heard a rumble in his head as his body violently jerked before bouncing off the ground and falling back down.

Boom!

His head smashed onto something hard, causing him to grimace in pain.

Ah!

As he slowly opened his eyes, he could only see a dim, blurry background. In front of him, a silhouette was making weird gestures with his hand, as if it was performing a weird dance, Next to the silhouette was a window; lightning flashed outside, brightly illuminating the room as if it were day.

"Oww…"

Davis moaned as he tried to raise his hand to rub the back of his head, but his body wouldn't move: a mixture of pain, itching, and numbness had left it paralyzed. It was as if his limbs didn't belong to him; they firmly laid on the ground beside him like four wooden sticks.

"Am I dead?" His mind was still chaotic. He had a flashback: while taking a stroll, he had accidentally bumped into a thief, who had been making an escape, so due to his sense of justice, he tried to grab unto what the thief held with his wet hands due to the rain, but then there was a flash of light and the sound of Thunder before he knew what had happened, he was here.

he remembered a pungent smell of burnt flesh as he lost consciousness.

His head was in a daze; it seemed like all his memories had turned to mush.

So Davis opened his eyes as much as he could, trying to figure out what was going on around him.

"Ohm yol valen zo rodel" *SFX: indistinct chanting*

He heard the soft sound of a door closing.

"Has The Night mother responded?" A mature woman's voice asked.

"No, she remains silent." The familiar voice of the chanting silhouette answered, followed by silence.

Davis found himself in a small bedroom. In front of him was a bed you would only see in most medieval movies.

He was being held down by something and it seemed that they were not aware that he was awake yet.

White light shone from the window to his right once more; light rain showers fell outside, and the roof of the building across was soaked through.

He was someone who was born with innate strength but now his body suddenly felt weak and it was hard to stay awake.

Suddenly, like a flood breaking out of a dam, a huge and complex wave of thoughts rampaged into his mind.

He unconsciously groaned and gripped his forehead with his hands. Countless new memories swarmed into his brain.

"What!? He... He's still alive?" the man spoke, sounding shocked.

He couldn't think about anything else; still bearing a headache, he started exploring the memories that had just flowed into his brain while trying to leave the spot he laid as he could now move.

'Have I traveled to a different world?'

His new identity was a boy also named Davis from a small-Noble family. He was 15 years old and his Father was a Baron under Moongret Dukedom. He had a little sister called Jader. The life here filled with mysteries and magical phenomenon, the memories of his old family and his own appearance made it clear that this place was definitely not Earth. Davis was born with dark purple hair and eyes the color of the Abyss just like the rest of his new family. Their hair color was passed down from their father and eye color from their mother. He'd never heard of anyone born with these hair and eye colors on Earth.

Furthermore, in Davis's memories of history, the most powerful countries in the world were not the United States, or Russia. Instead, they were the Nisipurl Empire, Eudaraime Empire, Cilldean Empire and Cullbeg Kingdom.

Just like Earth, there were other countries and kingdoms of varying sizes and governments.

Right now, Davis was attending the best high school in the Empire, Salman Nobles Academy. It was the first year of school as he planned to be knight. During his return this school break, Davis stopped a group of slave traders with his Guards but ended up attacked in bed by this Devil worshipper and had actually died, just as he himself died in his world and ended up here.

Still collecting his memories, Davis hit a formation set by his father in case of emergency. When the devil worshipper snapped out of his trance, his partner was screaming.

" Let's go!, forget the ritual!...he just alerted the Guards" She yelled as she was already at the opened window.

"But... I can't give up when I'm already this close." the man rejected but was interrupted by the sound of heavy footsteps.

Without hesitation, the woman stabbed the man's thigh with a dagger before blowing Davis a kiss and jumping off the Window, her voice still lingering in the air.

"Stall them for me!"

" You!! You B***h!!!" was all that could be said before the man turned towards Davis.

Davis's mind was still going through the memories and everything that was happening. Although he was attending a nobles' academy, The present him didn't have the original Davis's skills.

Unfortunately, there wasn't anymore time to be lost in thought.

Boom!

The door was sent flying, as brown armored men rushed into the room, the black robed man turned pale as he didn't expect them to get here so quickly as he turned towards the window.

Davis finally saw the robed man's appearance, Black messy hair, and with empty looking eyes as the sockets sank deep into his face, giving the impression that he had been sick for years.

"Divine judgement!" a Booming voice came from the other side of the window as a Beam of white lightning struck onto the man who had just jumped out.

"AAAARGH!"

Davis was shocked, he wasn't able to absorb most of the information from his memories until now.

Outside the window was a Man with dark purple hair and a piercing gaze as he floated in the air.

"To dare touch my son?!! hmph! seize him"

""" Yes!""""

Immediately some Brown armored men, jumped out the same window while the rest turned back and left through the door.

"Brother, are you Ok?" asked a young teenage girls voice sounded as a girl with the same color of hair entered the room.

"Nope" Groaned Davis, thoughtlessly.

He was dragging himself to rest his back on the side of the wall,

"Aah!!" Jader screamed as she ran to him, followed by a frowning woman that looked like the older version of Jader.

Outside the window was an open space between two buildings; the Purple haired man could still be seen floating up there.

'So a world of Magic huh?!' was his last thought before fainting.