I Picked Up a Knight [Western Fantasy]

After a hundred and eleven years and one day, Chi Bai stepped out of that sunless place for the first time and set foot on the land of Lanzhe Continent for the first time. It was raining. Good. She stretched out her body and drew in a breath of damp air, her heart surging with excitement and ambition. She, a visitor from another world, bearer of the power of chaos, guardian of world peace, was the only force capable of balancing light and darkness in this world forsaken by the gods. She was the only hope of keeping this broken world alive. Burdened with the mission of saving the world, she walked among mortals, spreading... The fresh, rusty smell mingled with the rain's rank dampness and crept into her nose. Chi Bai glanced toward the source of the bloodstained stench, and her body jolted. Her mind instantly cleared. Someone, please tell her what that blindingly white, terrifying lump was. A ghost? Had she stumbled across a corpse-dumping site? Andrei lay in the mud. Cold rain washed over his wounds, carrying away the last trace of warmth in his chest. His injuries were too severe, he had lost too much blood, there was no treatment, and he had almost no strength left. He was about to die. In his gradually blurring vision, a dark figure slowly approached. Was this the Grim Reaper coming to claim his soul? Andrei stared wide-eyed in despair. Even if it was the Grim Reaper... Then he heard the Reaper's voice: "Hey, you got my shoes dirty. Pay me back." Saving the world begins with picking up a knight. Cai Gu will try to update every other day, with the occasional surprise daily update. Coming soon: After Picking Up a Shadow Guard Blurb This is a world where humans and demons coexist. There was an exorcist named Zhong Yi'an. He had no lofty ambitions and only concerned himself with keeping the people around him safe, as far as he was able. When he heard that ghosts were appearing nearby and the village was searching for someone to exorcise them, he thought it over and decided to go. He just hadn't expected... At a mass grave, Zhong Yi'an stepped over scattered bones and found someone on the brink of death. His black robes were torn and bloodstained, and a ghostly aura of death clung to him. Black robes... a shadow guard... Zhong Yi'an sighed softly, his compassion stirred. "...Would you like to come with me?" The man in black struggled for a long while, unable to get up. His hollow, pale eyes stared fixedly at the exorcist. Zhong Yi'an brushed a hand over the man's pressure points, then bent down and lifted the unconscious man into his arms. "I'll take that as a yes." From then on, the exorcist Zhong Yi'an had a shadow guard named Zhong Wuyou. Together, they traveled through mountains and rivers, hunted ghosts, and exorcised demons... And they also happened to solve the problem of finding a partner. Thesis: Helping others is a fine traditional virtue of the Chinese people, and the same goes for other worlds.