Located 56 km from Florence, the medieval tower city of San Gimignano is a medieval town that was listed as a World Heritage Site in 1990 and is one of the ancient civilizations of central Italy.

The name of San Gimignano comes from the bishop of Modena, who is said to have inspired the invasion of the Huns, and later became an independent city-state, enjoying a rather glorious history.

The Black Death of 1348 claimed the lives of most of its inhabitants, weakened the power of the local nobility, and eventually brought the city-state to the knees of Florentine rule.

Twelve-year-old William, dressed in a blue silk outfit and dressed like a medieval French nobleman, touched his forehead blankly, looking at the familiar and unfamiliar fantasy scenery around him, and his mind was at a loss.

The battle between the Bronze Dragon and the Bronze Dragon in the timeline has led to countless Williams in the parallel timeline, and in order to break free from the encirclement of the Bronze Dragon, the Bronze Dragon sent out his past self.

It was twelve-year-old, who had just pulled out the sword in the stone.

Twelve-year-old William was just starting out at this time, and although he had undergone the rigorous education and training of King Arthuria, and had drawn his sword in stone, he was still a rookie, a knight's squire.

Where is this?

I remember how I could suddenly appear here when I had just drawn the Sword in the Stone in the presence of my mother, but why did I still have a memory in my mind that I was fighting the Bronze Dragon in another world.

It's confusing.

William walked down the road with his sword, looking at the medieval-style streets, he didn't think anything strange, but the people around him were dressed strangely.

Where is this?

This is Italy!

William asked a passer-by on the street, and was surprised to find that it was Italy.

Although William was a prince, he had never been out of Normandy since he was a child, and theoretically he was French, but he had never even been to Paris, the royal capital, but this did not affect his ability to learn information about other countries and regions from Dr. Andersen.

In Andersen's description, the countries he was most familiar with were the Norman homeland of Northern Europe and Prince Edward's hometown of England, followed by the royal capital of Paris.

Among the many countries and cities in the Middle World, in addition to Byzantium, the Kingdom of Italy was the most familiar to him.

The Holy Roman Empire was certainly the most powerful empire, but the unique political system of the emperor made the empire exist in name and form, and there was no real capital, and the emperor was contested among the princes.

The Holy Roman Emperors all had part-time positions as kings of Italy.

Because of the unique political system of the Holy Roman Empire, as long as the princes with strength have the intention of becoming emperors, just like Japan in the Warring States Period, as long as they have strength, they have the intention of going to Kyoto to be a general, so even William has a desire to be an emperor in his heart.

"Dangerous."

William felt alert, an aura of deadly danger permeating his body, and after Artoria's training, he was no longer the same as he was before.

He raised his arm to block the way, only to realize that a branch was already attacking him.

William didn't dodge, and the branch fell directly to the ground, although he felt the danger, he didn't feel the killing intent.

"Huh!"

A strange voice came, and a beautiful man with messy hair and a dignified appearance who looked to be only about twenty years old was looking at the child in front of him with a strange gaze, his eyes full of doubt.

"Why don't you hide?" The youth asked.

"Because although I feel the danger, the danger is not fatal, and you have no murderous intent."

William replied frankly that the danger was not the attack of the youth with a branch, but the alertness of the danger came from the youth in front of him, just like a lion even if he was well fed and locked up in the zoo, looking at it through the glass, although the lion would not attack people, people would still feel the danger.

The young man in front of him was strong.

William looked at the young man in front of him, the frivolous outfit of the half-sleeved T-shirt and cotton shorts was torn everywhere, and the clothes on his body were in tatters, like a beggar.

Although it was staggering close with a weak pace, this deadly and dangerous aura would not deceive.

The youth on the other side is strong, very strong, and has gone beyond the scope of human beings.

The people on the street were dressed quite strangely, to the eyes of William, a medieval aristocrat, but for the people on the street, William's dress was actually very strange.

However, considering that the city is a famous city that has retained most of its medieval charm, and that it is such a well-known city as Florence, it is not surprising that even out-of-town tourists wear medieval clothing.

Although the streets are full of Italians, the difference between medieval Italian clothing and French clothing is probably impossible to tell unless you are an expert in the field of clothing.

The young man stared at William with a puzzled gaze, and both sides stared at each other with big eyes, even if they both thought the other was strange, but they couldn't say why.

The young man picked up the branch on the ground and quickly fell towards William's head while he was not looking, but just like the last attack that ended without a problem, this attack ended without a problem.

When the young man's branch landed on the young man's head, a transparent shield automatically bounced off his branch, as if something was protecting him.

Feeling this magical power, the young man tilted his head, full of curiosity about the child, and asked, "What's your name?" ”

"William, if you want to ask someone's name, don't you need to report yourself?"

William frowned and asked, he didn't have the slightest affection for the strange person in front of him, and always felt that the other party was not polite enough.

"I'm sorry, I'll introduce myself first, my name is Tony, you just call me Tony, by the way, do you want to fight with me? You're holding a sword in your hand, right? ”

Young Tony smiled and then made his request, and without waiting for William to agree, he picked up his branch and said something from his mouth, "I swear that I will not allow the existence of what I keep cutting, and this sword is an invincible blade that can cut everything on the earth!" ”

Tony uttered an arrogant declaration, and with his declaration, a huge spell began to wrap around his branches, and now with the naked eye, even an ordinary branch had become a magic sword comparable to any divine soldier because of this spell.

Before William could refuse or agree, Tony was already waving a branch and slashing at him.

Sure enough, I don't like you.

William sighed inwardly.

Some people died, but not completely......