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
After a proper rest and meal, Asher sat in the sacred hall, ready to face today's matters. He had reduced it to the best he could but couldn't avoid his duty for the entire day.
Boom!
The doors swung open and two familiar figures walked into the hall. Sirius looked at the two individuals for a brief moment before turning away.
That brief look meant it had met these fellows before.
Asher squinted while Kelvin was shocked. It was the merchant, Jon, and his daughter Jane.
Both of them reached the center of the hall and fell on one knee.
As they bowed, their voices rang, "We greet His Lordship."
"You're familiar. I have met you before, haven't I?" Asher tilted his head.
Jon cleared his throat. He shot his old friend a glance.
Kelvin crossed his arms but said nothing.
Seeing this, Jon sighed internally. "Indeed you have. I am the merchant who fled after being captured by Baron Snow. You were the one who rescued us."