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
Boom!
A massive amount of dust rose up, and it was accompanied by a fearsome shockwave that made the sturdy trees of the desolate forest tilt, their leaves struggling to remain attached to the branches. The wind made Alex squint.
Asher frowned. The convoy came to a halt, and the knights unsheathed their swords while looking toward the east, where the source of the explosion was.
Asher came down from the carriage. The moment his foot touched the ground, he felt a mild trembling causing his eyes to narrow further.
"Something's coming."
He muttered under his breath.
"Is it a beast?"
A knight asked.
"It has to be."
"If it is a beast, how big does it have to be to cause such an explosion?!"
Everyone's faces became solemn.