This is a prosperous continent, where magic, magic, and abilities once competed with each other, and strong heroes of all races continued to emerge to compose magnificent poems. However, in the end, with its unique psychic ability, the human race rose to power under the favor of the gods and swept through Unai. The races of the good camp were banished to the outside world and isolated from the world, while the evil-worshipping beings were driven into the dark depths of the earth. Since then, the gods have poured out against each other, the victors have stepped on the corpses of the losers and slowly retreated into the background, the magic given by chance has been cherished by the brooms of the church's higher-ups, magic has been cut off in the turmoil of history, and psionic energy has become an oppressive force for the lords to oppress the people.

At this moment, in the Roland Kingdom in the corner of the continent, the flames of war are burning again because of **, but a soul from another world suddenly appears in a small village in the kingdom.

In the darkness, the pain that kept surging like a tide began to recede, and the thoughts that had been hung up in the clouds like a kite with a broken string not long ago were now planted headlong again, falling heavily to the ground, the fragments of disintegrating consciousness regrouped under the call of a strong will, but the occupied body lost the support of its strength, and a vague roar came from the ears.

"What's the matter, Bandi the Fearless Knight is not allowed to fall asleep when he lectures you. Damn it, manure bitch, stand up for me! If the damn Mad King hasn't broken both of your legs, trust me, they'll be ripped off your filthy ass by the Fearless Knight in no time!"

The local old lord Bandy was giving a lecture to their group of militiamen on the stage, but suddenly found a commotion in the crowd, and immediately became angry.

The lost soul had just entered a new body, and the numb body was reconnected with the center of the brain, like a spark bursting out of the adjustment of the machine, and the confused nerve signals caused the limbs to twitch violently and meaninglessly.

"It's Ed, what's wrong with him. ”

"The kid who can fight?"

"Look, he's convulsing, he must have some strange disease. ”

With a scream, the crowd that had gathered around the boy to watch the excitement retreated and spread out in a large circle, and the familiar companions in the past were puzzled but instinctively followed everyone away from the center of the incident.

Bandy, the fearless knight on the high platform, jumped down one by one, and as his old scarred face glared at the crowd viciously, trying to find out who dared to play tricks in front of him, the crowd around him spread even more, as if a new source of plague had been added to the pile of dead people, and everyone was afraid to avoid it.

"Damn little ghost, either you really have a vicious disease or your mother is possessed by the mad king, come and pull him down, look at how you are afraid of death, what are you shrinking one by one, if you really get sick and die, count your luck, save yourself from being cut off half of your head on the battlefield tomorrow, and go home to scare your father and mother half to death!"

That being said, no one still wanted to approach the boy in convulsions, and everyone occasionally glanced at each other and quickly moved away,

After a moment of coldness, several people made a color to each other, reached a tacit understanding, and took over this errand that no one dared to touch together. One carefully lifted his trouser legs, and the other slowly carried the unconscious teenager out of the square.

Old Bandy, who claimed to be a fearless knight, spat at the three of them, but a look of suspicion flashed in his cloudy old eyes.

The short-lived riot was finally quelled, shaking his head, the old knight re-ascended the high platform, and recalled the previously interrupted mobilization speech as he walked, but when he looked back at the more than 300 useless militiamen under the stands, he suddenly found that he was not interested, "A group of rice buckets, doing farm work is good, there is no one who can fight, they are all farming materials, and they are all cannon fodder when they encounter enemy knights." ”

"Stinky boys, war is coming. "After holding back for a long time, the pre-war mobilization finally had a new beginning, and cannon fodder also has a use for cannon fodder, otherwise how to consume the opponent's cannon fodder.

On the other side, the teenager who gradually stopped convulsions was thrown directly into the hut by three men who escaped under the pretext, and the violent vibration when he landed made the young man's pale face even worse, at this time he was fighting fiercely with his body, and beads of sweat slid down from his body, wetting the ** land.

"He used to be known as the best person in the village to fight, and he was the one who fainted before the battle began, phew, bastard!" One person was eager to try to take advantage of the young man's distress to go up and punch two fists to swing his majesty, but he was afraid that he would really contract some strange disease.

The other person saw that his companion was timid, pushed his companion away, walked up and kicked the young man on the ground in the ribs twice, "Let you show off in front of us, we are not allowed to rob passers-by's things, if we don't rob things, we won't starve to death if we flee, boss, let's just send him to see the old mad king, anyway, there will be a war tomorrow, no one knows." ”

The last one who didn't speak, who seemed to be the boss of them, stretched out his hand and waved at this time, "I heard it, the people left in our mountains have been slaughtered, the news of the scouts, Ingier's group of killing gods will come over tomorrow, we have to prepare early." ”

"Let's go, come to me and say, the plan for the evening will have to be discussed again. ”

The three of them didn't look at the unconscious teenager any more, thinking of the shadow of death that was close at hand, no one was interested in paying attention to a half-dead kid, although the old knight who organized the resistance said that he was arrogant, but how could there be an immortal in a war, let alone a group of cannon fodder without the slightest spiritual ability, and now it was time to plan for himself.

"Damn war!"

As the three of them opened the door with sighs and sighed, the young man's ears finally quieted down, although his face was pale and sweating like rain, but the strong stimulation from the nerves all over his body made him unable to completely pass out, and his ears buzzed like flies.

"Who cares what your conspiracy plans, and if you go to war, I'm going to be tortured to death right now!" the boy shouted in his heart, how much he wanted someone to come and help him. Perhaps it was the bitterness that came to an end, and the inner cry finally had an answer.

"Ding! The connection of the neurons in the body is complete, the wall-breaking operation is successful, and the behavior restriction of Host 1087 is released, and memory fragments begin to be loaded. ”

A marquee-like scene sprung up in his mind, and then quickly disappeared, and the boy quickly found his code name in this world, Edwin, and his friends called him Eddard. "It's better than any host 1087!"

Young Ed quickly accepted his new identity, looking around, this is an ordinary stone hut, there is no decent home, there is still a little blood stains on the dark ground, I don't know which fight left, it seems that his body is not only alone but also often brave and ruthless, "At least there is no need to worry about facing relatives." Ed retracted his gaze and thought to himself, "Well, the guy who speaks to my heart, let's introduce myself, as is customary." ”

"The Host 1087 Mind Seal is a mark left in your heart, which can help the host survive all kinds of dangers until the world is completely devoured. Currently, the host can use guò to consume residual energy to strengthen the secondary body. ”

"Swallow a world? I have a big appetite! But it's more challenging than saving the world! This task seems too far away at the moment, let's think about how to survive!" Ed had to put aside his exploration for a while, and chose to strengthen his body with participating energy first.

After confirming, an inexplicable sensation spread from all over his body, and Ed fell into a trance, if there were people in the room at this time, he would see a burst of colorful light shoot out of the boy's body, and after leaving the body, it returned to his body strangely, like a magnetic circle.

The strengthening process did not consume much time, "The residual energy is exhausted, and the host** has reached the highest state of enhancement so far, and the current strength is evaluated as the peak of the black iron level." ”

Ed touched his body, it was indeed a lot stronger, the engraving contained a lot of information from the previous world, he chose one of the most fierce boxing routines and slowly put on a posture, from scratch, from slow to urgent, punch out, although it is not amazing, but it is also vigorous.

Although the 17-year-old body of the boy was not as tall and burly as an adult, it was surprisingly strong. Under the cover of ordinary linen clothes, pieces of solid muscles form well-proportioned muscle groups, hidden under the long body is an amazing explosive power, the painful body adaptation process when he was semi-unconscious before proved to be completely worth it, after a punch fight, Ed has completely adapted to this strengthened black iron level peak body.

"If you are at the peak of the black iron level, the next step should be bronze, right?" Ed likes the feeling of becoming stronger, since he has crossed over inexplicably, he can't pretend to be crazy and stupid to live, whether it is a dream or not, he always has to fight, and his own strength is the foundation of survival.

"The high-level strength is approaching, and the opponent is at the bottom of the gold level, so please be cautious about the host. The Engraving suddenly gave a warning.

Ed was stunned when he heard this, and quickly went through his memory, he already had a guess about the identity of the person who came, in this small village, only the old knight Bandy as the lord had mastered the spiritual power beyond everyone.

Sure enough, the thick door was kicked open, and a thin, shriveled figure broke into the hut where Ed was living with an unscrupulous momentum.

Ed waited calmly for the other party to speak, while silently recalling the memories of the old knight in his mind.

Three years ago, the old knight Bandy returned to his fiefdom with the body of his third and last son, and Ed's village and the other four surrounding villages belonged to him. Perhaps it was the pain of the heir's severance that broke him down, the old knight not only completely left his realm in chaos, but also often preyed on the country, the object of hatred of most ordinary people, but no one dared to stand up and challenge his authority, and on the basis of the lord's power over the others, fear was the only means he used to govern the territory.

Ed looked at the old knight's hand on the sword at his side, and also felt a trace of instinctive fear, in the original memory of this body, once the old lord was drunk, pulled out his sword and killed all his servants, when people found him the next day, he was sleeping on the head of a person on the ground.

Fortunately, although the old knight's eyes were bloodshot, they were not as red as he was drunk, and he said in his usual domineering tone:

"Damn stinky boy, I know you passed out, you probably don't remember, but Uncle Bandy, the dreadnought knight, once said in the square that if the Mad King hadn't broken your legs, I'd do it for you. Now is the time!" said the old knight, slowly drawing the sword from his waist with one hand.

When Ed involuntarily focused on the sword, the Mind Mark had already given the identification result.

"Discover a rare-grade treasure with properties such as sturdy and sharp, and the details need to be held by the host. ”

I didn't have time to surprise the new use of the seal, and this was the first crisis since the boy crossed over, and it was just that he fainted during the lord's lecture.

Ed didn't have time to complain about the cruelty of this world's treatment of ordinary people, the engraved seal could only provide a huge amount of information support to the host at this time, and after running out of energy, he couldn't help the actual confrontation, and after thinking about it, Ed first ruled out the solution by force, and when the sword in the old knight's hand was completely unsheathed, Ed had already gone through the information related to himself with the help of the engraved mark in his heart, and at this time he had already decided.

"Those three strangers have a conspiracy!"

With the help of the information provided by the Mind Seal, Ed came to a conclusion in his mind, and at this time, the war was imminent, and if it was not for other purposes, the old knight should have other things to do, and would not come to trouble him.

"Oh? you know anything and say it, don't try to play tricks with Uncle Bandy, the fearless knight, as long as I shake my fingers now, I can piggyback on your third leg, believe it or not?"

Lord Bandy made a vicious threat in his mouth, and at the same time he casually shook the sword in his hand, the direction was roughly the third way of the boy, he had used the same method more than once to mutilate his own people, and watching others suffer was already his only pleasure.

The cool air came up from Ed's lower body, causing the boy's thoughts to stagnate as if they were frozen in ice, and Ed struggled to recall the words recorded in the semi-comatose moment, combined with other information, such as the current situation of the village, and felt a little more sure in his heart.

"They came out of the mountains, they have already been frightened by those invaders, and they have ulterior motives for joining our militia team, and they must be plotting something now, you can send someone to monitor them first, I believe there will be results soon." Ed didn't hesitate to tell what he knew.

In this era when high-end combat power crushes ordinary soldiers, it is very common to be deserters before the war, and these guys don't mind taking some military supplies by hand, and even more so they will run to the enemy army and sell all the resistance information in the village in exchange for a small reward, which is the most hated situation of all rulers.

"Aha! That's it, Uncle Bandy, the fearless knight, has long seen that a few of them have ghosts. Deserters, hehe, Uncle Bandy is going to take these little rats back to the camp and slowly get out of the gas, and then bring the sacrifice flag when the war starts tomorrow!" The old knight rudely interrupted Ed's defense, his interest had shifted to the coming torture and killing.

A single sentence from a young man seems to have decided the fate of several people, entirely because it is a moody old madman who holds the power of life and death for everyone, in his opinion, the result is more important than the cause, it does not matter whether a few strangers really have a plot or not, for the upcoming war, the heads of three betrayers are far more deterrent than adding a small cripple to one's side, and it is more interesting to make one's own soldiers go to war willingly, isn't it? I'm afraid the latter reason is the main one.

"The mad king is on top, the boy who walks shit luck, the knight will cut off your two legs sooner or later, but for now, they will stay on you for the time being, and go and bring a message to the Harvey family in the east, that is, the one that will be happy when he dies, let the groom send the bride before sunset, and Uncle Bandy will help his daughter-in-law drive away the calamity tonight, hahaha!"

Whew, if it were someone else, it would definitely have fallen to the ground, even if it was another traverser, as soon as he woke up, he was inexplicably killed by the most powerful lord in the local area with a sword, and most of them could only run away desperately! Thanks to the information provided by the engraving and Ed's own calm head, he was able to use words to divert the attention of the other party and transfer the disaster to others at the critical moment.

Thinking of those three guys, one of them kicked himself a few times, and let them be his substitute for the dead ghost Ed, but there was no psychological burden at all, not to mention that what he said was not a lie.