The sleeping Nobi Hiroshi fell into a fantastical space and began to search for an exit. After an unknown period of walking, a bright light suddenly flashed ahead.
Stepping out, the surrounding scenery changed, and the air was filled with the smell of blood.
This was the wreckage of a city after a war, with human corpses and feathered arrows strewn everywhere. Nobi Hiroshi shivered in fright and quickly retreated, his body not even having time to stand up.
He didn't feel at ease until his back was against a ruined wall. He hadn't even killed a chicken before, so seeing bloody corpses made him inevitably uncomfortable.
Suppressing the urge to vomit, he decided to quickly leave this horrible place.
Through the burning firelight, he could see that in addition to humans, there were also some demon beast corpses, which should be the subordinates of the Demon Spirit Great Emperor.
This city had already been occupied, and Nobi Hiroshi stealthily lurked.
He wore leather boots and a dark-toned cloak with a silver pin on its left shoulder, dressed like a ranger.
He had no time to consider his identity; he only knew there were two Orc soldiers at the city gate, and he had to deal with them to get out.
"This is just a dream, just a dream, there's nothing to be afraid of."
Hypnotizing himself, Nobi Hiroshi drew the twin daggers from his waist. Looking at the drooling Orcs with their strange features, it was impossible for him not to be afraid.
The outrageous thing was that he couldn't use his superpowers in the dream.
However, his physique had been greatly enhanced these days, giving him some confidence, though he lacked experience in shedding blood.
He carefully lurked, enduring his fear as he stepped on a corpse. His high-quality leather boots made little noise.
Gripping the hilt tightly, he safely reached the city gate, his eyelids twitching involuntarily.
Fortunately, there were no other enemies on the way; the main force must have already left.
"Yah~"
With a "swish", the gleaming blade was already pointed at the Orc's back.
Hiroshi was so fast that the Orc fell into a pool of blood before he could even react.
"Roar, Human!"
His companion looked at Hiroshi furiously, not expecting there to be survivors after clearing the battlefield.
He thrust his spear horizontally.
"Swish, swish~~"
Hiroshi quickly withdrew his dagger and leaped backward.
The Orc soldier had lost his forward momentum and hadn't gained new strength. Hiroshi seized this opportunity, slashing his blade across the Orc's neck, and green blood spurted out.
"Rui… So disgusting…"
Covering his mouth, Nobi Hiroshi's hand trembled slightly as he retracted his dagger. The dream was too realistic; the harmonious scene after killing the enemy was unbearable to look at.
He pushed open a crack in the city gate and quickly walked through, entering an unknown forest and soon disappearing under the moonlight.
Meanwhile, something was happening in the magnificent castle of King Yamiruman.
"There are more and more refugees lately."
On the watchtower, the King, who looked exactly like Terakoya Eiichirou, watched the scene in the city, his mood very bad.
The Kingdom of Yamiruman had a total of eighty-eight cities, and forty-four of them had already been captured by the demon army led by Demon Spirit Great Emperor Odom.
Half of the kingdom had already been lost, and the enemy was still advancing with unstoppable force.
"Your Majesty, Princess has run away from the castle on her own!"
With a maid's cry, the King's mind instantly snapped, and he rushed to the Princess's room.
But it was already empty, with only a farewell letter left on the table.
"This disobedient wild girl, all of you go and find her! Even if you have to search the entire kingdom, you must bring the Princess back to me!"
The letter was crumpled in his hand, the old father's heart was broken, and his aged face was filled with worry.
"Yes, Your Majesty!"
The knights all accepted the order, mounted their horses, and searched the entire city, house by house.
Squad after squad of patrol cavalry galloped across the stone bridge. After the surrounding commotion subsided, the slender Swordsman, who had been hiding under the bridge pier, slowly climbed ashore.
"I'm sorry, Father, I won't return to the palace anymore."
"From today on, I am a Swordsman, and I will save the country with my own strength."
The Swordsman, whose entire body was heavily covered, revealing only a pretty face seven or eight parts similar to Jingya, came ashore and arrived at a tavern.
She was preparing to search for the legendary silver set or the Silver Swordsman. This bold behavior indeed matched her real-life personality.
"Good…"
Jingya looked at the horse tied at the hotel entrance, leaped onto it, thinking that having transport would make it easier to move around.
However, the next moment, the horse's rapid gallop almost scared her out of her wits.
"Ah, I forgot I can't ride a horse!"
Holding the reins, Jingya tried to calm the horse, which had charged several miles before its agitated state slowly returned to calm.
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On the main road, strong winds stirred up yellow sand, like a hanging curtain across the sky and earth. Travelers and refugees walked with difficulty.
Passing through the yellow sand curtain, a young man, completely covered in a black robe with only his eyes visible, arrived at a restaurant, famished.
He shook off the yellow sand from his body, revealing a lean, handsome young face, with messy hair like a bird's nest.
"Boss, a bowl of beef noodles, please."
"Okay, please wait a moment."
The burly-faced waiter turned and hurried into the kitchen.
Nobi Hiroshi took the opportunity to rest on the table. He was a bit tired after running all night, as this was a real dream.
However, this shop was strangely empty. There wasn't a single customer at peak mealtime; the surroundings were deserted, and he was the only one.
"Here's your noodles, please enjoy."
Soon, a steaming bowl of beef noodles was placed on the table. The fat waiter turned his head and smiled with ill intent.
"Thanks."
There were still only two or three thin slices of beef. No matter what world he went to, they were always so stingy.
Not paying much attention, Nobi Hiroshi was truly hungry. He picked up his chopsticks and began to slurp the noodles.
He didn't know if it was his imagination, but ever since this bowl of noodles was brought to the table, the atmosphere in the entire shop had become strange.
"Hello, that will be three gold coins."
When he finished the last bite, the fat waiter eagerly ran over to settle the bill.
He showed a gentle smile, making Hiroshi almost believe he was a good person.
"Three gold coins?"
"I don't have money."
With a flick of his chopsticks, Nobi Hiroshi glared at the fat man with an unfriendly expression. It seemed he had encountered a shady establishment.
Three slices of beef and they dared to charge three gold coins? Why not just rob him?
He only had two silver coins on him.
"No money? What do you eat if you have no money?"
Perhaps Hiroshi's answer was too direct, the fat man was momentarily stunned.
A moment later, the flab on his face trembled, revealing his original fierce expression.
"What? Who said you can't eat if you don't have money? For a shady place like yours, I'm eating for free today."
Nobi Hiroshi showed no courtesy. One hand reached behind his cloak, gripping the hilt of his dagger.
"Clatter~"
The sound of chairs being pulled back echoed in the room, and various metallic scraping sounds rose and fell.
Thugs holding weapons emerged from the kitchen, looking at Nobi Hiroshi mockingly.
Indeed, this was a shady establishment.