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
The next day, Asher stood in the forge's backyard, staring at Nero, who donned the new armor, which Ark called the Ark armor set, courtesy to his name since he was in charge of it, while Dan focused on Asher's armor.
The dark silver armor was indeed three-layered, with plate armor on top, tightly meshed chain mail beneath the plate armor, and leather at the end. The armor had more pieces than the old Ashkelon armor, allowing it to cover more areas.
Asher could see faint silver lines connecting to each other like an intrinsic network. These were the silver meridians that amplified the durability of the armor through the battle force flowing from the wearer into it.
Standing about 50 meters away from Nero was a Stormbringer, aiming her Thunder Bow at the young BloodBlade, her eyes unwavering and emotionless.