Chapter 1: Transmigration
On a narrow road inside a lush forest, several people were fighting around a horse-drawn carriage.
Swish!
Swoosh!
Bang!
Argh!
Among the two groups that were fighting, one was dressed in blue robes with golden linings across the shoulders and sleeves.
This group of people was clearly trying to defend. Unfortunately, the group of savage-looking people in animal fur robes, despite not having an advantage in numbers, was still stronger than them, and they were constantly getting injured.
Despite this, and the fear in their hearts, they continued to hold their positions, trying their best to defend, not allowing the group of bandits to reach the carriage.
Clang!
"Do you bastards not fear Viscount Raymond’s wrath?! You should know all of you will be chased and slaughtered if Young Lord Lukas were to be harmed!" a grey-haired middle-aged man in blue-gold robes shouted as he parried an attack.
In response to his threat, the bandits sneered, while one who seemed to be their leader madly cackled, "Keke, who are you trying to fool, Knight Oslove?! Everyone knows Viscount Raymond does not care about him—he hates him. If it wasn’t so, how could we have dared to attack you?!"