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
"This is the Nineveh Stronghold, the domain of Lord Asher Ashbourne. I shall inquire from our lord first before you are granted the right to see him."
Eritrea spoke when she saw their shocked expressions.
Claude's ears rang.
"How did that small dying town transform to this in just two years?!" Claude's eyes shook.
He couldn't fathom how that cripple could have 10 knights and come to the count's banquet with a silver-ranked bodyguard and no other force.
Both he and other nobles had underestimated Asher severely.
No wonder only 10 of them came so proudly.
Right at this moment, Claude suddenly realized that the quality of armour these men behind Eritrea wore was beyond silver rank!
His heart trembled.
To make it even worse, he couldn't discern the quality of Eritrea's armor because he had never seen such high quality gear in all his years.
But it was clearly higher than the gold-ranked armor.