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
"Master Dan. It's been a while."
A voice rang behind the BloodBlade, and upon recognizing the tone, Blacksmith Dan fell on one knee and lowered his head.
"I greet His Lordship."
"Arise. Have you gained the armor blueprint?"
Dan nodded.
"I have, Your Lordship. We can now make a full plate armor as intricate as the one donned by your infantry troops."
"What would it take?"
Asher walked out of Alex's back and leaned by the wooden beams supporting the forge. He and his BloodBlades wore cloaks, so they just looked strange, but since there were Desolate Slayers in the city square, the people weren't frightened.
As of now, Nineveh did not welcome guests, adventurer guilds, or any other organizations like merchant guilds, so odd people were easily noticed.