[In the plain white and colorless ice and snow, a caravan carriage is advancing against the wind and snow. She wanted to complain to her father beside her, but when she saw her father's gloomy face and the child's instinctive instinct, she chose to shut up.

As for when her father's face became so terrible, she only remembered that on the way, she was "please" by a few strange people who seemed to be wrapped in black robes, and after her father delivered the things very reluctantly, he forced himself back despite the bad weather.

At this moment, the horse pulling the cart suddenly stopped, neighed uneasily, raised its hooves and desperately tried to break free from the reins. The wind and snow made the surrounding visibility extremely low, and at this moment, the silhouette of a human figure in front of him appeared, and a cold voice came through the heavy snow curtain: "You took a business that you shouldn't have taken." ”

"I... I was forced! I ......"

The father stood up tremblingly, gesturing with his hands meaninglessly, as if trying to explain something, and finally jumped out of the carriage and knelt in the thick snow, "I beg you, forgive ......"

And she watched all this in the carriage blankly, she had never seen her father so weak and helpless, but her father's plea for mercy suddenly stopped, and her father, who was kneeling there with his hands on the ground, threw his upper body to the ground, and the red liquid flowing from under his body slowly stained the snow red.

A strange young man appeared next to the car, as if he had been standing there from the beginning, in such bad weather, he was only wearing a single suit, short black hair with a young and handsome face, he would have blushed secretly in the past, but at this time, seeing the blood on his hands that was wiping his mouth, his head seemed to be blank.

"And you."

The strange young man's silver eyes aimed at him, "Let fate decide whether you live or die." As soon as the words fell, the young man disappeared, as if he had never appeared, leaving only the caravan that had turned into a dead silence, all dead, with their bellies hollowed out, and the horses cut to pieces, and the black-haired youth who had just appeared seemed to be just a hallucination of his own.

But it didn't take long for her to realize that it wasn't a hallucination, just that the man was very fast...... And she can only become as fast as she can ...... one day]

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Gray woke up suddenly, with one hand on his forehead, as if in an immersive nightmare in the snow... And that little girl looks the same as she did just now...... Thinking of this, I suddenly felt something next to my face, and turned my eyes to see a pair of godless silver eyes in front of me.

Gray, who was so frightened that he sat up suddenly, looked at the scene around him that only appeared in heavy plasma tablets, and inadvertently covered his mouth, but touched the blood stains that had dried up on his mouth, and the smell in his mouth was still there, he suddenly realized something, and several fragmented pictures flashed through his mind, and quickly knelt on the ground, clasped his throat with his fingers and retched, but he couldn't spit out anything, because there was no nausea at all, just just doing vomiting movements.

What the hell is going on? Is all this reality? After Gray stopped the meaningless vomiting, he began to organize his thoughts in earnest: if this is reality, then this is probably another world...... Gray looked at the bloody wreckage around him again, it stands to reason that he could be frightened directly when he saw this kind of scene, but now he is not uncomfortable at all, in his subconscious, it seems that he has judged them to be a different species from himself......

Two-handed Western swords, blonde hair, silver eyes...... After Gray took a closer look, he closed the unblinding eyes of the warrior next to him with his hand, and through various clues, he showed that he was probably in the world of "Greatsword". And I am ...... Thinking of the tentacles that emerged from his back, as well as the hunger that drove him crazy before, the demon didn't have such a strong combat power, he must be some kind of awakened person.

What's next? Although I have fantasized about this kind of thing more than once, but now that I have really achieved my wish, the most important thing to think about is to go back? How to get back? Is this a good dragon for Ye Gong? Gray laughed at himself: "Greatsword" is something that I have watched for a long time, and I have only watched anime, and the manga is just after listening to the end, I went to take a look at the final chapter, and I knew that "Denisha is really Yagi's daughter" and then gave up.

Far away, the most important thing is: to judge what era you are in now? Looking at these female warriors, at least it shows that they are not in the "era of male warriors", but after ruling this out, because the conditions are too few, there is no way to continue to infer it......

"Anyway."

Gray shook his head, walked under a level of earth, and dug a pit with his bare hands, if he didn't think he would have been able to dig a few times, but now the superhuman body of the Awakened made him feel like the ground was made of tofu.

After digging four large pits with great efficiency, he began to collect the fragmented remains of the warriors, for his own sake...... Their flesh and blood were scattered everywhere in this area, and it was impossible to tell whose it belonged except for their heads. He can only divide it into four parts as evenly as possible, put some in each pit, and then fill in the soil, and follow the memory to insert the big sword in front of the tomb as a tombstone, of course, which is the sword he can't tell, and it seems that there is one missing?

After doing all this, Gray stood in front of the four tombs and pondered for a while, first clasped his hands together, and then thought that in this world, there seems to be no Buddhism, but a religion similar to Christianity, and what other ghosts and saints are there...... After thinking about it, his thoughts began to diverge again, and finally he put his hands together, "Sorry, I really didn't mean to...... There are unjust debtors and owners, and the most deserving retribution is your "organization", and if you want to find them, you must find them......"

After incoherently finishing the eulogy, he drew a cross on his chest in a nondescript manner, thought about it and bowed again. Then he lifted his feet, and wrapped it in the cloak of one of them, which was supposed to be the currency of this world, a golden metal cylinder the size of a finger, and he didn't know if it was gold.

The money was found on or near the bodies of these warriors when they were collected, and it stands to reason that he shouldn't have taken it, but now that he has just arrived in this world, he needs money no matter what, and they probably won't need it...... In the future, I will take the same amount and return it myself.

Speaking of which, the organization gave the big sword a high salary commission, Gray couldn't figure it out, the warrior's equipment was all distributed by the organization, and the soldier ate little, and basically didn't stay in a hotel if he stayed, as for cosmetics, jewelry, etc., it seems that there is no soldier wearing heavy makeup, or wearing gold and silver, plus the soldier has no home, so it is impossible to buy a home. So what's the point of paying them a high salary? Wouldn't it be nice to send a little meaning?

"Anyway, I'm sorry, I really don't want to ......"

Thinking so crankily, Gray carried the burden on his back, and after taking one last look at the three sword tombs, he began to explore this world......

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Three days later.

Walking on the forest paths, Gray was dressed very differently, wearing a hard-wearing and dirty traveler's suit, even wearing a wind-proof sand bandana on his head, and a large backpack with a mess stuffed inside.

What has he done in the past three days? In fact, he is running around like a headless fly, not to mention collecting intelligence to judge himself in that era, and even he can't tell the difference between the southeast and the northwest until now, it's not that he's too wasteful, but he didn't understand the social background of this world from the beginning.

Gray also took it for granted that the world of "Greatsword" was an existence similar to the European Middle Ages, with kings, nobles, and knights...... But in reality, it couldn't be more wrong! If you insist on comparing this world to a certain stage in the real world, then this world can be regarded as the Middle Ages after Resident Evil, and it can be regarded as a post-apocalyptic civilization.

Not to mention kings, nobles, knights, there are not even basic violent mechanisms in ordinary towns. The speed at which demons and awakened people reduce human beings is far more powerful than that of zombies, and according to the current level of civilization technology in this world, it can be called no threat to demons and awakened people.

In addition, demons inhabit the jungle (so is what people in this world think), invisibly isolating every village and town, except for the caravan that takes risks, if there is no reason to go out, most people are estimated to never come out of their own town for the rest of their lives, and each village and town is basically a relatively closed independent kingdom.

To put it simply, there is such an existence as demons, human beings are not at the top of the food chain, struggling on the verge of extinction, and even class society cannot be maintained, so they can only adopt a group like a primitive tribe for warmth.

This kind of deformed post-apocalyptic society, because demons can transform into human form, makes people extremely suspicious and xenophobic. The town that Gray had been to before, and as soon as he stepped in, the streets of the entire town were instantly empty, and everyone hid. Gray understood in hindsight that a stranger, dressed in blood-stained rags, had nothing but a small package on his body and was swaggering through the market. Even an idiot can see that something is wrong.

In that town, Grace thought about it for a while, and finally figured out these truths, and collected his current outfit from the empty streets, the stalls, and the clothes that were drying outside, and tried to dress himself up as a small itinerant trader as much as possible. Try to sneak into a town first, at least you have to figure out where you are first, or run into the abyss or tissue nest with your head down, and then you will die too dirty.

As for the future, I'll wait until I get a map, but I feel like I'm trying to get as close to the south as possible. I vaguely remember that there are three existences in this world that belong to the apex of power-the Abyssal One, which is in a three-pole situation, and it is estimated that North Ma and Xi Luoli have it now, and it is not clear whether the South Abyss has appeared, and it is estimated that it is impossible to find out from the mouths of those ordinary people...... The eastern and central parts of the region are probably areas of activity, if not the sphere of influence of the organization.

I have the impression that the south is relatively calm.,It doesn't seem like there's anything big going on.,As long as you don't hit the abyss of the south.,Look at her animation, it doesn't come out.,Maybe it's better than North Ma and Lori?

Gray stopped, looked down at a town in the basin below, thought about it for a while, tossed his hair a little, tried to pretend to be dusty, and finally checked that there was nothing wrong with his body, and headed for the town.