Located just off a road outside of Lincoln, Harvelle's bar is usually understaffed and is almost crowded during the day, but it only improves at night.

But it's basically not satisfied.

As a retired witch, he has a repair shop not far from the bar, and he lives a regular life, but he often can't let go of his pre-retirement life, so he basically comes to this bar for a drink every night.

At this time, he sat on the bar chair and drank beer, and talked softly to the local proprietress Ellen as he sipped.

"That monster came to you the day before yesterday?" The thin old man said, his eyes peeking at a young figure not far away.

"That's right, but not a monster." The proprietress Ellen replied without raising her head, as she was busy wiping her glass.

"I heard that he is Chinese?" Iverson frowned.

Ellen glanced up at him and smiled, "Doesn't look like it, does it?" ”

"That's right." Iverson nodded, and then couldn't help but glance at the young man sitting at the corner wine table, wearing an old leather jacket and jeans, and writing something down.

"Chinese are all black-haired, that's true, but most of the eyes are brown, and it's rare for him to be so pure black." And his facial features are not so soft. ”

"Maybe it's a half-blood." The proprietress Ellen replied disappreciatively.

"Maybe." Iverson shrugged: "Salt, holy water, silver dagger, and you checked him......"

"Worry about it." Ellen smiled at him, "I've tried it all." ”

Iverson wanted to say something more when he heard this, but was interrupted by the proprietress who raised her eyebrows and said, "Please, old fellow, how old are you this year, and you are still afraid of a little kid who looks like a high school student?" ”

"As far as I know, this little kid is making a lot of noise." Perennial contact, Iverson didn't care about the boss's ridicule, but still rolled his eyes.

"It's a lot of movement, but maybe it's because of the weather nearby, and you know, that storm in the farm area was weird the other day."

"But I heard he wasn't dressed very normally."

“Costume。 Recently, it has become popular among young people to play this. Ellen shrugged: he said he was playing a character from a fantasy book in his hometown, and he ended up here for some reason.

"You just believed him so easily?"

"Why not? Blood draws, restraints...... Nothing was checked, and it turned out that he was a normal person. ”

As she spoke, she glanced at someone in the corner of the bar and said, "You can see that he is indeed a fantasy fan." ”

"I especially like his rings."

……

The ring that was targeted by the proprietress was now quietly worn on the ring finger of Charles's left hand, and the whole was as simple as a dark gold ring, on which wolves, deer, dragons, lions, and various other animals were finely engraved on the ring wall, and at a glance, it seemed like some quaint runes.

For some reason, when the proprietress Ellen saw the ring, she subconsciously thought of a certain book she loved, so she inevitably "loved the house and the black" for Charles.

But she probably would never have imagined that the ring actually had a lot to do with the book.

[The Ring of Power, through which you can open the door to the world of A Song of Ice and Fire at any time]

[It is bound to your spirit and cannot be touched by any other target other than you]

[It has no entity]

……

Coming to another world, the True Eye is still the same, but when Charles looks at himself, the shuttle door at the bottom of the attribute bar cools, but it quietly becomes another paragraph.

[The shuttle function is temporarily unavailable during the shuttle door upgrade]

……

Why is it being upgraded?

Is it because this god mysteriously swallowed the Lord of Light?

Or does opening a new world trigger upgrades in the first place?

Charles didn't know why, but the shuttle seemed to have enough energy right now, so much that he didn't even know when he would leave.

At present, it seems that Charles is trapped here for the time being, and the shuttle function cannot be used, let alone returning to the main world, and even the world of the song of ice and fire cannot be opened with a ring.

"So that one can be put in quotation marks at any time."

……

Just as he was thinking silently, a word suddenly sounded in his ears.

"Hey Charles, @......#¥%!"

The voice was fine at first, but Charles couldn't hear it well halfway through - even though it was a familiar language, all memories were hazy after the crossing, and even before the crossing, if I remember correctly, he was a scumbag in this regard.

So he looked up at the man who spoke.

Joe, the barmaid's daughter, came into view.

With blonde hair tucked up on her chest, her slender posture and a delicate and beautiful goose egg face, she was standing in front of Charles with a smile on her face, showing a touch of small white teeth, looking very innocent.

Seeing that she was holding an instrument in her hand, Charles knew her purpose, so he said slowly, "...... Examine? ”

There is a hint of helplessness in the young man's awkward words, because of the current situation and because of his own communication.

"Yesterday...... Not...... Are you sure? ”

……

Language is a big problem, Charles can only barely communicate with the people around him, and if he listens, as long as the other party speaks fast, he can only rely on guessing.

"Sure." The other party also replied slowly, and then without waiting for Charles to respond, she dangled in front of him with a detector device called EMF, the red light flashed, until the detector showed that everything was normal, she nodded, and then said with a smile: "I know & Because, you"&¥%...... Beaten to death by my mother. ”

"Ellen...... No. Charles replied. The other party's complete words should be that because of this, he was almost killed.

His brain was spinning quickly at this time, and after hearing some words, he reorganized and associated them in his mind, which probably meant the same thing.

"So sure?"

"Of course." Charles said that if she really wanted to shoot, she would have been blinded like someone, and it was broad daylight.

But he won't explain this, and there is no need to say it, he really can't do it now.

Jo was quite strange at this, but before she could ask, there was a guest shouting not far away, so she hurriedly turned away, but only after a few steps, she suddenly turned back again.

"By the way, please, don't ¥#我妈%¥......#高中生不@¥@¥......"

After a mutter, she hurried away, quietly looking at her slender back, and then looking down at the cup of bubbling beer she had placed on the table, Charles sighed.

Without giving him any time or room to prepare, he came to what seemed to be the United States of Earth, and just like the first time, he had fallen down, not far from this bar.

At that time, he stood up in a daze, and didn't think much about it after discovering this roadside bar, so he walked in directly, only to be pointed at more than a dozen guns.

How can there be so many "dangerous people" in a bar? Charles only felt unlucky, thinking that he had entered the wolf's den, but as the men moved next, he gradually felt that something was wrong.

Salt, water, silver daggers, pepper, ......, were forced to get all sorts of messes at gunpoint, and it was not until the evening that the tossing and turning stopped for a while.

Then he realized why he was being treated the way he was.

Because he was suspected of being a "ghost" or some other monster, because many electrical appliances suddenly failed before entering the bar.

Why is this happening?

Is it because of the special aura left on the body of the shuttle "time and space"? Or is it because there is a remnant of the Lord of Light's spirit energy absorbed by "him"?

Charles didn't know, anyway, now he didn't have that special substance on his body, and the suspicion was basically cleared.

Of course, he didn't have time to think about this matter now, but was attracted by another matter-

This is a world with TV, KFC, the United States, and even China.

There are all kinds of familiar things for the Charles, but there are also many unknown mysteries about gods and monsters, so is he in another shuttle world at the moment, or is he in ...... Earth?

Thinking silently, Charles absentmindedly sketched on the paper.

If it was the earth in his impression, it would be best, no, he still had to find the truth of the world here.

Then in this seemingly unsimple world, strength is especially important.

In this regard, he has no eyebrows on the knowledge and spells of the church, and he can't get out now, but the necromancer's spells still know a lot.

Staircase of Bones, Summon of Rats, Fake Death, Call for the Dead, Curse of Failure......

At present, Charles can learn more than a dozen necromancy spells, and he didn't have the heart to practice in the Song of Ice and Fire before, but now he has a lot of time.

"It's just the main ...... of the moment"

Glancing lightly at a middle-aged black man sitting at a table not far away who was drinking silently, Charles narrowed his eyes.

【Gordon. Blair, who is about 35-45 years old]

[He was blinded by your talent]

[He is deeply hostile to you]

……

The man was pretending to be drinking, his eyes peeking at him from time to time, and despite his care, he could not escape Charles's eyes.

So he thought about it, simply put down the pen and paper, and walked towards the door.

"Charles, #¥%?" Joe, who was not far away, saw his back as he went out, and hurriedly shouted: "#¥......#@¥"

Not understanding what she was saying, Charles waved his hand without looking back.