[Farming + slow burn + Western fantasy + no System + conquest] Ka Pei Kelerin opens his eyes to find himself in the body of a knight’s squire who has just died in the Kingdom of Austeck. He should have rotted in a pile of corpses after heretics massacred the village, but instead he “comes back to life” with unfamiliar memories and a cold, clear mind. He’s barely transmigrated into the body of a disposable squire, and already he’s facing hellish difficulty: a wizard has massacred the village, the knights have been wiped out, and the lord’s son lies dead! The holy light of the Cross of Life? He scoffs at it. Faith? Just a shackle for fools! Miracles? Just lies I tell to stay alive! You want to use my “miracles”? Fine… Let’s see who turns out to be the last hunter in this game of grand intrigue!
It doesn't feel good at all, like Tang Monk reciting sutras, buzzing, feeling upset and nauseous!