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
Silence reigned for a short while before Nero suddenly took some steps forward. Alec raised an eyebrow as he looked at where Nero gazed.
"What is it—?"
His words cut off as he saw a trail of fire heading toward the camp. Alec rose to his feet, his eyes narrowing.
Swish!
"Are those more troops?"
Nero asked.
Alec walked past him. He squinted, straining his eyes to see clearly. The moment he identified the silhouettes of the Silver Blood Horse, his eyes widened.
"It's His Lordship!"
The King Swordsmen never went anywhere without the presence of their lord. Since he could see them, it meant Asher was here!
"What?!"
Nero exclaimed.
"To the camp, now!"
Both men dashed toward the camp as fast as their legs could take them. From the entrance they were already informing everyone that Asher was close.
Swoosh!