Outside Sanan City in the southern part of the Demir Empire, a caravan was slowly coming here.
I saw a caravan member walking quickly towards the middle of the convoy and speaking to a heavily armed knight.
"Sir, Sanan is ahead."
"Okay."
The knight responded, then whispered.
"It's finally here."
Taking off the helmet, a young man with brown hair, black eyes, and a fair face appeared, but his eyes seemed mature beyond his years. He calmly looked at the majestic town appearing on the horizon.
After two months of stopping and going, we are finally here.
Roland traveled through time and became a wandering knight. Now the day when he will have his own territory and become a lord seems to be just around the corner.
Reader comments
Not bad, not bad.
The protagonist should be a monk. He will not be able to walk if he encounters some suffering and casualties.
Not bad, not bad.
The protagonist should be a monk. He will not be able to walk if he encounters some suffering and casualties.
The plot is older than my grandfather