Chapter 2

"Dean Ken, congratulations on becoming a squire!"

The man sitting behind the desk was stern and rigid. Even when he reached into a drawer to retrieve a rolled-up parchment, his movements were mechanical, as if he were a wound-up robot.

Pausing, the man in military uniform pointed to the rolled-up parchment: "Also, this is your letter of appointment to the Feichalen Knights! I wish you a bright future!"

The man's expressionless blessing showed no sincerity, and Dean's equally expressionless response showed no respect, even with a hint of daze. This daze was undoubtedly seen as rudeness by the middle-aged man, who, in his anger, mercilessly dismissed Dean.

"Now, Knight Dean Ken, you need to leave the Central Knights immediately and report to the Feichalen Knights within thirty days; if you are late..."

The man did not finish his sentence, but the threat was clear. A malicious smile appeared on his expressionless face. In his view, this arrogant young man, whether he was late or not, would certainly be taught a harsh lesson by the Feichalen Knights in the distant Tiel territory.

After all, this was the order of Bokotsu Bora, the deputy commander of the Central Knights. A mere local knight order would naturally know how to act.

Standing straight but dazed, Dean instinctively extended his right hand and saluted the man in front of him with a standard military salute. He then picked up the letter of appointment and the letter from the desk and turned to leave—without the expected hesitation, and even more decisively. This unexpected behavior made Bokotsu, who was already angry, even more furious.

Slap!

The man's palm lightly slapped the desk, and immediately, a sergeant walked out from the adjacent room.

"Go and spread the news that Dean Ken has been expelled from the Central Knights and is being sent to the border!"

Bokotsu gave the order, then, watching the sergeant leave, the deputy commander of the Central Knights couldn't help but sneer: "To actually ignore me! I was going to let you live a few more days, but since you're like this, go to hell... you ungrateful scum, pig!"

Thinking of the scum and pig being beaten to death, Bokotsu couldn't help but laugh softly.

As for the one who would do it?

'Salvatore the Bat' was undoubtedly a ruthless man. Facing Dean, who had ruined several of his deals, he would certainly not show mercy. If it weren't for Dean's status in the Central Knights, he would have been thrown into the Emerald Lake long ago, with no trace left.

However, this was absolutely good news for him.

Therefore, Bokotsu's laughter grew louder.

...

Leaving the room, Dean's daze continued until he stood in front of the gate of the Central Knights' camp, where he finally came to his senses. He looked down at his military uniform, then picked up his backpack and examined the letter of appointment inside, especially the date at the bottom, which he read countless times.

It was now October 1501!

Before the Blood Moon War!

I am in—Emerald City!

Dean's laughter, filled with joy, burst out. This reaction made the Central Knights' members, who had been watching him, even more pitying.

"He's gone mad! Really gone mad!"

"Anyone would go mad if they faced this!"

"What a pity, Dean's swordsmanship was quite good!"

"Shut up, do you want to be sent to the Tiel territory by the deputy commander?"

The last sentence, as if it had a magical effect, made the Central Knights' members, who had been chattering, fall silent. They continued their drills without looking around, but their peripheral vision still glanced at the young man who had a promising future but was now destined to die far away.

The Tiel territory, adjacent to the Snowy Forest and close to the far north, was a cold and desolate place, far from the繁华. Even the suburbs of Emerald City were a hundred times more prosperous. Moreover, it was said that the winter winds there were like knives, capable of piercing the hardest armor and cutting through flesh and bone.

To these members of the Central Knights, mostly rich people and nobles, going to that place was no different from death.

However, this absolutely did not include Dean, or rather, the current Dean!

The moment the explosion sounded, he lost consciousness. Dean knew he was dead. The amount of explosive crystal, especially the one he had made himself, was something he knew better than anyone. Even a gold-level powerhouse would only meet a tragic end.

Therefore, when he felt his body again, the shock was intense, even more so than when he first woke up in Goetze. If it weren't for the years of training as an assassin that had taught him to remain calm in the face of any terrifying event, he would have cried out in surprise. After that, Dean silently gathered information from his surroundings, and the information was truly exhilarating!

Because all the evidence showed that he had returned to when he was eighteen—

The memories that had long been forgotten but now suddenly became crystal clear began to surface in his mind. Scenes of memories flashed through his mind like film reels, making him close his eyes and clench his fists—In his previous life, he had too many regrets and sorrows, which he could not face even at the moment of death. Now, with a second chance, he had to cherish it!

He had to erase his sorrows and refuse the regrets of his past!

System!

Dean took a deep breath and silently tried the word that only he could understand. Then, data that only he could see appeared before his eyes—

Name: Dean Ken

Age: 18 (Human Male)

Title: Squire

Character Level: 1

Class: Warrior Lv1

XP: 0

Health: 16 (Constitution x 10)

The familiar panel made Dean's breathing quicken, and another set of data appeared in his vision:

[Attributes: Strength: 1.5, Agility: 1.6, Constitution: 1.6, Perception: 1.5, Willpower: 2]

(Normal adult, all attributes: 1)

Indeed, it was real!

Even the calm demeanor he had cultivated as an assassin was thrown into chaos at this moment—although he was still a nominal squire and had no gold coins to his name, the system he considered his lifeline was still there.

Moreover, the time he was in—before the Blood Moon War!

All the disadvantages no longer mattered.

Because his memories were still there, his experience was still there, and he remembered everything about how to fight, how to mix potions, set traps... and assassinate.

"I'm back, with a thousand regrets..."

Dean, muttering to himself, suddenly raised his head, his eyes cold and sharp: "Seth, Gao Sai, the Church? I'm back! This time, I'll give you a big surprise! One you'll never forget!"

Standing at the gate of the Central Knights, Dean made this vow in his heart, then picked up his backpack and quickly walked towards the north gate of Emerald City—where the direction to the Tiel territory lay, and where someone was waiting for him.

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