History is a rolling wheel? Or is it a little girl who can be dressed up? Or is it a thread of countless beings entangled with the world's causal threads?

Glo stood on a hill, his eyes looking down. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The lower two sides were overgrown with bushes and weeds, and in the middle was a path that was not very wide, and in terms of Glo's experience in this world, it could probably be through a standard four-wheeled wagon.

The sky is blue, the clouds are light, and a falcon flutters its wings and skims the corners of the sky.

The mountain breeze blew his cheeks, his wheat-colored skin, his lines were firm, the bridge of his nose was straight, his lips were surrounded by a sparse beard, and the contours of his face were clear and deep. However, in the territory of Elante, who is beautiful and fair-skinned, Glo has nothing to do with the word "handsome" after all.

Who cares?

That's right, Nogo's "wolf" doesn't care about such superficial things.

What's more, in such an era of chaos and strife, can the face be eaten?

……

The axis of time begins in the year 553 of the Arlandian calendar (continental calendar), at the end of midsummer.

Location: Elantra Kingdom, Northland, Nogo.

Bad news always spreads quickly, and once again in the city of Karsas, the capital of Nogo, the inhabitants have heard of something bad - a rebellion has taken place.

The facts soon proved that in the space of two or three days the inhabitants of Karthas saw a large number of strangers flocking to the streets, gates, squares, etc., a term often accompanied by contempt, which was the collective name given by the Calthians to the other Elants, in order to satisfy the little superiority hidden in their hearts.

A large group of outsiders, including men, women and children, gathered in a group, pushing and pulling one battered open-top carriage after another, and when they walked, there was a "squeak" sound between the wheels of the carriage and the wheels, and the wooden strips that formed the carriage "clanged and clanged", which made people wonder if it would fall apart.

The wagons were filled with scraps of household goods such as iron pots and clay pots, bundles of tattered clothes, and haphazardly arranged cloth bags, stuffed with hard bread and coarse millet grains. The poor group of homeless strangers, leaning on the carriage, soon set up small tents in the slightly open areas of the city, and this view spread all over the city, and the traffic of the whole city of Karthas was even paralyzed.

In this case, the people of Karthhas could no longer bother to make a serious protest to the lord, because the panic had already spread in their hearts, and the group of residents who had the pride of the capital of Nogo began to rummage through the cabinets, picking up light and sturdy leather armor from their homes, or the ancestral war armor that had been dusted for a long time in the archive, and grabbing bamboo spears or large swords, trying to add a little bit of a missing sense of security.

Out of the idea of huddling together for warmth, the commoners and small nobles stood closely together this time, and gathered in the Shenghui Square in the city, where the dense crowd was crowded with black pressure, and there were more and more of them, one by one, gossiping, desperately inquiring about the news from all directions.

In recent years, there have been many territories in the Northlands, and such a situation is not uncommon. The Kingdom of Elantra is like a seriously ill patient, although it has not yet reached the point of dying, but the symptoms are getting worse and worse. With the complete defeat of the Sixth Eta Chariot with Tasia, the already decaying and crumbling royal foundations of the Northlands have collapsed, and in effect, the royal family has completely lost control of the Northlands.

The routing soldiers and the bandits in the mountains and wilderness quickly colluded in this unorderly and chaotic territory, killing people and setting fires, and robbing homes and houses. In several conflicts over supplies, the local noble lords exposed their weak physics, and a large-scale rebellion was secondary.

As once the most prosperous and wealthy in the Northlands, Nogo's situation collapsed even more, either yesterday the town was sacked, or today the castle of a noble lord was broken - in the face of the rebels' blades, the innate honor of noble blood did not make the neck particularly strong.

The dead of the underworld Dill also ran out of the crypt passage and intervened, and the lord's guard and the rebels, the knights of the Holy Radiance who had arrived from the holy city of Vester and the skeleton of bones, ping-pong and pong. In addition to these widespread battles, a large number of displaced people who had lost their homes and had nowhere to go in the villages took refuge in the mountains and forests, and then became bandits.

This situation has lasted from 551 years after the end of the Sixth Eta War to the present, and the royal family and local lords have been powerless, only to protect some important places in the territory of the Ota and survive.

……

Glo gently gnawed the stalk of grass between her teeth, humming a strange tune.

The cool breeze in the mountains and forests brought a touch of refreshment in this hot summer day, which made him a little trance.

He used to be the son of a country farmer, but that identity is a thing of the past. Now he is a "glorious" bandit, a profession that he did not originally intend, but after witnessing the repeated looting and destruction of the village by the rebels and the lord's guard, and the beheading of the villagers who lived with him day and night as rebels, he made a choice without hesitation.

On more than one occasion, Glo fantasized about the days to come, and the bandits were despicable, and the future did not look particularly rosy—perhaps one day the nobles would be relieved and send out a regular army to exterminate him, and then the corpse would be hung on a high gallows for the public to dry, and the crows would peck at him.

But what about it? Nothing is more important than survival. The nobles of Nogo have violated the contract of the Elantt Code that "nobles should be obligated to protect the commoners", so now, everything has to be guarded by themselves.

To do a line, you must be good at a line, especially in this situation where there is no way out.

Glo wasn't the same Glo, he remembered his name - another plane, after a car accident, that name was in the obituary, maybe in the news, or maybe not, or replaced by a young man.

He used to be an engineering designer, spending most of the day in front of his computer drawing, and occasionally coming to the construction site. Watching the drawings from the hands become buildings rising from the ground, there is a sense of pleasure and satisfaction in my heart.

In addition, he also likes to read online novels, and he is familiar with all kinds of crossing bridges, and he has imagined that he has crossed into a certain powerful character or a noble child, nothing to pretend to be forced or comfortably eat and wait for death, and he has time to take a few followers to go shopping and flirt with a girl like a flower, YY can't strengthen his body, at least he can strengthen his brain.

Until one rainy day, he drove to a project site somewhere, on the rainy highway, the tragedy came suddenly, and all YY became a reality.

He woke up, and everything was strange—a strange face, a strange world, a strange language.

Surprisingly, he was able to fully understand this unfamiliar language, and was able to communicate smoothly with others around him in this language, and his head seemed to be stuffed with something that did not belong to him in addition to his original memories.

Arlandia!

He remembered the game he had been madly obsessed with.

The name of that game is "Discord", and unlike the traditional online games that he experienced when he was younger, which relied on keyboard and mouse control, after wearing a game-specific helmet, everything was carried out through the brainwave transmission of consciousness!

He lived in an era of technological explosion, and new things emerged one after another. EssenceAs a member of the tech otaku, as soon as this so-called "virtual reality" game was launched, he bought a helmet and entered the game.

The new experience got him interested, and he put all his energy into it after work, and he achieved quite good results in the game.

Until he met a girl, as if he had endless words with her every day, hearing her voice and seeing her smile had endless energy, holding her hand as if holding the whole world, the powerful character in the game quietly disappeared.

It's a pity that later...... He and the girl did not come later.

Things in the past have been sentimental, but it's not worth dwelling too much on, and when you come to this world in the dark, you have to live well.

Putting down his hoe, he turned into a bandit, and after accidentally discovering that the game's system was just as effective in this world, his soaring strength made him the leader of the bandits.

Become the "wolf" of Nogo!